So, what would you little maniacs like to do first?
In which we acclimatise nicely to villa life.
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Besties in Paradise
Coming to a screen near you.
Into the gingerbread village
“I’ll be up in a minute to tuck you in!”
Hogmanwhat
Let’s drink whisky to keep warm.
One ciao is good, three is better
And don’t forget it’s three cheek kisses in Europe.
A glittering turquoise and the sapphire seas
Today we step out into the bristling heat of Menorca, palm trees helping to set the scene. How did I get here?
Turn the lights off / Carry me home
It’s the last day of my 20s. The title of this blog has been unashamedly borrowed from Douglas Adams and here I’m going to borrow another of his deliciously pithy phrases: Don’t Panic.
Smashing.
In which we think about the elusive and fickle nature of love.
‘Cause there’s beauty in the breakdown
“All wrong, all wrong!”
Well, great. Just what you want to hear whilst naked and vulnerable on a table.
“If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.”
Ferris Bueller gives some good advice.
An unsettlingly big place 