the end was just the beginning
These are four words that strike dread in my heart. They usually mean I've written a blog that might upset my nearest and dearest. Yesterday, I got the "you are so brave" line in the school playground while chatting to some mums. It was because of my blog called Love On The Rocks, that discussed... Continue Reading →
Rosie O'Donnell weds Wow, Rosie O'Donnell just keeps those poetic surprises coming. Last week it was a heart attack, this week she announced on her blog that she got secretly married to fianceé Michelle Rounds. The couple, who announced their engagement in December last year, exchanged vows on June 9 in a private ceremony in New York, O'Donnell's... Continue Reading →
I just saw Hope Springs. It's about a couple in their 50s who've forgotten how to touch, love or connect with each other. It made me laugh and cry. Steve Carrell asking Tommy Lee Jones about his sex life was pretty entertaining. Meryl Streep's abject unhappiness in her marriage was pretty devastating. The movie has... Continue Reading →
Sprog 1 has informed me that she wants a "roadkill toy with all its guts hanging out" for Christmas. She's obviously recovered from her psychic distress over the book about the guy who wants a tan so badly he cooks himself in the sun. I couldn't believe someone would design a soft toy that looked... Continue Reading →
I went to a pub on Friday night to meet some friends from the '80s. Wang Chung's Dance Hall Days was playing on the sound system. Oooh, I thought, how funny! So I started tapping out a Tweet to that effect when a bloke came up and said hello. I stared at him blankly for... Continue Reading →
Ah, the joys of Education Day. The school choir singing a frigid medley of Mary Poppins songs in the windy playground. The school dance troupe swaying in Kate Bush-style Wuthering Heights outfits to Adele. Attempting to recreate Van Gogh's Starry Night with crayons and a six-year-old. Being asked to fashion a "walker" during the "pipe-cleaner... Continue Reading →
Well there goes my pie-in-the-sky plan to get plastic surgery on my eye bags and basset-hound cheeks. I had a teeny-weeny skin cancer surgically removed from my shoulder yesterday and I was a gibbering mess. The plastic surgeon's assistant had to keep telling me to breathe - I forgot every few minutes because I was... Continue Reading →
When I'm processing my emotions, I hear songs in my head. Yesterday at 6.30am, I pulled on my trainers and went for a walk. The air was mild, the sky was blue, the world felt like the most wonderful place. Kate Bush started serenading me with Cloudbusting and I was humming along ... "Ooh, I... Continue Reading →
Lindsay goes to party - host robbed Groundhog Day! Lindsay Lohan has been questioned by the police about an alleged burglary. The actress and her assistant had a sleepover at a friend's Hollywood Hills house and - surprise! - the next morning, the owner discovered some of their jewellery had gone missing. Says TMZ: "The incident occurred Sunday night at... Continue Reading →
I had lunch with a fellow ex-weekly mag slag yesterday. We exchanged pleasantries about our families for a polite five minutes. The rest of the time was spent dissecting how much Woman's Day really paid for those Lisa McCune cheating pics, whether readers actually cared about Kourtney Kardashian's baby, why certain blundering fools still have... Continue Reading →
