Over the summer I went searching for a book. I had finished Gabriel Garcia Marquez's Love In The Time of Cholera and was uncertain how I felt about both it and the ideas of marriage presented in it. I needed something different and time to digest the former. With each bookshop we visited I found … Continue reading The Only Books For Sale Are About Murder, Rape or Violence.
It has been a couple of weeks since I last posted about beginning my marathon journey third time around so you'd be forgiven for thinking that I'd jacked it all in and opted for the Christmas on the couch, no exercise at all regime. Aside from the couple of sporadic recovery runs that I used … Continue reading How To Run In Winter In Rural Ireland.
Paris usually defeats my boyfriend and I. Whenever we make plans to get up and go into the centre from his place in the suburbs we never make it. Inevitably, the thoughts of crowds on the metro, crowds on the streets and the sheer expense of a day trip - complete with lunch or coffee … Continue reading We Did Something Uncharacteristically Romantic and Recreated Our First Date In Paris.
Two nights ago, but not for the first time, it all became too much for me and I slid my hand out of the covers to reach for the phone. I needed him to know once and for all how difficult things were for me and I hoped that by doing what I had planned, … Continue reading Despite The Video Evidence, My Boyfriend Swears His Innocence.
Congratulations! So you're off to France and you'd like to engage with the real France and speak those couple of words that you've dusted off for the occasion. Perhaps you've been taking classes or would like to do so and have set your sights firmly on a trip to the country where you can finally reap … Continue reading How To Survive Speaking French to French People.
It is cliché to set new years resolutions, mainstream even and, considering the way we treat most anything mainstream, it follows that a kind of counter-culture would inevitably spring up. It seems this year to be in the form of failure porn. I've seen it repeated everywhere, the kind of new year, same me mantra … Continue reading Fed Up Of The Failure Porn Around New Years Resolutions? Me too.
Long gone are the days when I would be asked what I wanted for Christmas and even longer gone still are those when I wouldn't even wait to be asked but instead strike pre-emptively with a list for Santa Claus. Looking back I can't help but raise an eyebrow at my thirteen year old self … Continue reading My Sexy Adult Christmas Wish List.