Getting holiday ready
‘I WANT an airport experience,’ I tell Chris, three weeks before our summer holiday. ‘I want to browse the shops and have breakfast. We need to be ready.’ ‘I’m always ready,’ he says. ‘It’s you…
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A moment of middle-aged madness
‘THERE’S a cicada down my top.’ I say the words calmly, trying not to make a scene in front of the other passengers. But then it starts vibrating. ‘Get it out!’ I pull at my…
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The unofficial official results
I’M settling down to watch Killing Eve on catch up when the email comes through. It’s from the university, the one I’ve been studying at for what feels like forever. It says there’s an update…
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A Mars a day
I WALK into work on Monday morning and my boss is almost jumping off her chair she’s that excited. ‘I’ve lost four-and-a-half pounds in my first week at fat club!’ she tells me, clapping her…
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The cow between us
IT’S Saturday, a week before I’m taking part in a local trail relay race and I don’t know the route. All I know is that I start at point A (Cannon Hall) and finish at…
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Christmas chaos
It’s August when I walk into a local pub only to come face-to-face with a life-sized Santa Claus. ‘Never!’ I say to Chris. ‘That’s just wrong.’ Being forced to confront Christmas so early in the…
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