Return of the ex (again)
The Dreaded ex ( no, not that one. The other, other, other, other, other one ) So as I was prepping for a meeting when I had a return of the ex (again) moment. This ex sent me a message on Facebook. I didn’t even recognise the name as he thinks he can still make […]
Soho Screamer part 3 – Traffic People
So the dress that was taken in for DNA testing. It was fuchsia (not red PC Kent) and was the one dress I knew I could rely on to cover Maxine my budda belly without being black. I loved that dress. Oh the adventures we have had with dress! It flatters without being slutty. A […]
Mr Drive-by
So earlier this year I was working at a place where I suspected a guy liked me. I wasn’t sure if I felt the same way. A few things. For someone who is always half a stone over her ideal weight I’m the worst sort of hypocrite: a bit of a fattist. I just can’t […]
