Friday 13th Part 2: Three Birthdays From The End Of The World

Not learning my lesson we had booked another getaway that included a Friday 13th. Join us for birthday celebrations, delicious food, the roar of the crowd and the absolute fear of being away from home when the world around you changes beyond all recognition. Continue reading Friday 13th Part 2: Three Birthdays From The End Of The World

Messages From France (If You Think I’m Calling This French Letters You Can Just Go Home Right Now)

Last night I dreamt my Niece was running wild.  She’s just three and a half, but in my dream she was brandishing a full table’s worth of shiny silver knives and forks, as if she planned on eating my eyes for dinner.  I’d had enough and went to remove the cutlery from her tiny hands before catastrophe hit.  Instead of being congratulated for stepping in, … Continue reading Messages From France (If You Think I’m Calling This French Letters You Can Just Go Home Right Now)

My Starbucks Nightmare, the Interview and a Trip to France

For some reason I found myself asleep in a Starbucks.  Well,  that’s not strictly true. I was trying to order my morning coffee and set myself up to have at least some small chance of a successful day.  “Grande Black Americano to go please,  Origin Espresso,  extra shot.”  Beep…  Wait! Someone stole my drink whilst I was still sleeping,  another and another came, but no … Continue reading My Starbucks Nightmare, the Interview and a Trip to France