• my diary

    what’s a nice girl like you…

    Well, an update as promised; the Rogue Tooth is to be removed next week and in the meantime I have some of the dreaded antibiotics for company – cue dry mouth, faint nausea and a generally giddy feeling (which is more than likely linked to the fact that I have eaten practically nothing bar grapes, a butterscotch Angel Delight with…

  • my diary

    woohoo!

    As the day draws nearer, it’s about time I updated folks on our Race for Life progress (and see above for a further celebration of some of the merchandise, both mine and theirs). The current sponsor money bird-in-the-hand-wise is £140, with about that again already promised so all being well, my original target of £500 is well within reach provided…

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    the great escape…

    Well, as the karma fans among us might have reasonably expected following my extremely good fortune room-wise in London the other week, and more recently at my truly luxurious boutique hotel in Sheffield a scant 48 hours ago, the gods of travel retribution were merely biding their time and unfortunately struck with the oft-quoted great vengeance and furious anger in…