Do I need a boyfriend?
Do I need a boyfriend? Well, my bathroom door is squeaky. I know this because, it squeaks and it is driving me crazy. I want to fix it. Ok I want it to be fixed. Squeaking reminds me of mice and we don’t do mice.
Do I need a boyfriend? Well, my bathroom door is squeaky. I know this because, it squeaks and it is driving me crazy. I want to fix it. Ok I want it to be fixed. Squeaking reminds me of mice and we don’t do mice.
Yesterday I had to do the post xmas money shuffle at the bank. If you move more than a few hundred they start asking you questions to make sure I’m not being scammed. I was…
So I’m chatting to one of my many male friends and he tells me that women are confusing. I sigh and roll my eyes. Like seriously, this again. I gently womansplain to him that if…
Shout Outs I write this from my flu bed. Unlike most of my male friends I have real flu not that man flu nonsense which is just a cold. I’m struggling to concentrate so may…
The Christmas Roundup 2019 Time for the Christmas roundup. This one is late as the Christmas parties have long been over but to be fair there were 5 of them and I’ve just been trying…
So last night as everyone was watching a fit man being on an overweight uncle calling it Boxing, I went out with two work colleagues. What I thought would be a delightful tete a tete…
So I woke up and, I had the man flu. Not the best start to a busy day of presenting and an interview but, I’m a woman. I stocked up on tissues and faced the…
Friday night So I was at a regular event I attend and the men were feeling themselves This in and of itself isn’t unusual but, the tides have changed and they’re all in relationships, making…
Mr Surprise August! The sun is out and I’m walking back from Queen Esther’s spa Brixton feeling lovely and toasty Suddenly I feel a flutter on my shoulder and it’s a dude on a bicycle.…
So maybe one of the problems with social media is that it has left a whole group of men with social constipation. Brothers with no game was once a cute web series about 20 somethings…