A love letter to London
Lots of new things: snow on the ground, Twickenham and the trickiness of making new friends.
Tag Archives: friendship
When I die, I’m leaving my body to science fiction.
Mixing friends is chemistry. Add people to a beaker and wait. You usually get a reaction. Sometimes it bubbles along nicely. And sometimes it blows up in your face.
Once upon a time there were 20 little pixies and elves
Sunshine, sunburn and skinny dipping — it was the polo weekend!
Tojours des fammes! Summertime, wine and women’s business.
Sober September backfires. Hello N-overindulgence-ember.
Bunky gets her say: The not at all definitive list of 20 things Bunky-related, from being on a pig roll to being a Remus fangirl
Date: 1 October. Location: Three Bags Full, Abbotsford. Now? Sunshine. Later today? Rainstorms forecast. Thank you kindly Melbourne, Australia. It was only a matter of time, I suppose, before Bunky — […]
An unsettlingly big place 