It’s a nice day to start again
“What am I doing here? What am I doing here? What am I doing here?” Despite the words of encouragement and love I’d received from various friends and family all morning, the angry birds in my stomach...
View ArticleQuestions. So many questions.
Hm. If you saw me on over the weekend, I’d rather appreciate it if you could answer a couple of questions for me: How many clubs did I end up going to in the end on Friday night? I have recollection of...
View ArticleHe…
…is kind …is a bit of a charmer …has a wicked sense of humour …understands my sarcasm …is good looking in an understated way …is tall …has a girlfriend Bugger it.
View ArticleTrue to form
History tells us that if someone says “let’s go out for a quick one”, invariably, one becomes three which becomes five and shots and falling over. Those of you who know me also probably know that I am...
View ArticleDon’t turn around
It’s always slightly confusing and painful when someone does a sudden 180. All the signs are pointing one way, you’ve just got used to the direction, and then, without warning, you’re expected to turn...
View ArticleThe Hot Rugby Men 1st XV
Twitter sometimes makes me incredibly happy. Today, for example, because of twitter, I spent the best part of an hour googling good looking rugby men. All in the name of research, of course. Following...
View ArticleJoining the 30 somethings
Click here to view the video on YouTube. —— Jo from Please Don’t Eat With Your Mouth Open recently wrote a beautiful post about the worries which seem to go hand in hand with the realisation of...
View ArticleWriting in circles
I was recently accused of neglecting my writing because, and I quote, I’ve “started writing in circles”. Looking back over the last couple of posts, it seems that my critic has a point. All I seem to...
View ArticleThe Scientist
The first meeting: I meet the Scientist at the local rugby pub. He is standing with a casual acquaintance (part of the Irish Mafia that always seems to be propping up the bar). A quick glance at the...
View ArticleAdmitting defeat
That’s it. I give up. I will never understand men. Ever. Monopoly is back together with his ex girlfriend. Yes, the mental doorbell pressing, incessant calling one. I just… I don’t… *sigh* whatever.
View ArticleThat’s not my name… is it?
The other week I wrote about the life of an expat and my tips on how to make things a little easier on yourself. The post stemmed from an article which, in summary, said that one of the problems with...
View ArticleGetting friendly
“Look at this!” he said, handing me his phone, “Look at what she just sent me.” Looking down I see a text message so long I have to scroll twice. I skim read. Blurb about his legs intertwined with...
View ArticleBaklava
I touched down in the oppressive humidity of Hong Kong after a journey fraught with late flights, sprints through airports, and lost suitcases. It was a Saturday and I had a day and a half off before...
View ArticleTurkish delight?
“But what if I don’t recognise him?” I pondered, shifting slightly as another family laden with suitcases zoomed past me. “What if he walks straight past me and I look past him, and he’s annoyed and,...
View ArticleThe 14 year old
If you were to pass me on the street, you’d probably think: “Oh look, there’s an average woman. She’s wearing average clothes and has average hair. She hasn’t quite mastered keeping lipstick on yet....
View ArticleKeep on running
I’ve been thinking about running a lot recently. Both in the literal sense (I ran my first 10k yesterday and am still a little glow-y that I managed it) and in the figurative sense. Maybe it’s because...
View ArticleMatchmaker, matchmaker…
I don’t date. That is, I don’t date properly. If American sitcoms are to be believed, women my age should be out every night with a different guy. I should be going out to any of the four different...
View ArticleMatchmaker, matchmaker II
A little over a month after I started on my online dating escapades and I thought it was time for a little update. In the end, I signed up for match.com, some random thing called IQ something or other...
View ArticleImpatience isn’t a virtue
Mr Impatient continued to message me. After a couple of messages, I was sufficiently annoyed and bored to answer back. To my surprise, he came across as being relatively normal and amusing. Until he...
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