Just another quick word while I’m upright at my desk. The cuttings page of my site – it still needs work, OK? Uncle Wilco made it shiny and lovely and then I ballsed it all up by doing something that I still don’t understand. He explained but, well…he’s wasting his breath.
So if you’re an editor or some other [...]
You’ve seen Rosemary’s baby. Well, I’m in it. You see, thanks to the fact that I’m now 28 weeks pregnant I appear to have turned into a horror-stricken Mia Farrow, only with oversized norks and knickers that no longer fit.
In fact I’m writing this blog at 4.55 am (although it won’t be posted until I’m [...]
Now Uncle Wilco, the steaming brain behind my website, is a genius. He knocks out the likes of this site and www.readersheds.co.uk in the same nonchalant way that I root through my bellybutton fluff. I don’t know how he does it.
No, really I don’t. And I know that much because it’s now Friday afternoon and I’ve [...]
And I’m not being rhetorical, like. I mean it. This is my first blog post (I know, I know, for a journalist I should be dipped in shame) and I’m so stuffed with rants and raves that I’m beyond sense. Do I boot about BT and their ridiculous charging policies or bang on about how [...]
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