I like to consider myself fairly young at heart, and although I am, most certainly, the wrong side of 35 it would be fair to say I harbour slight delusions regarding my actual age. That is to say, give or take my preference of Sauvignon Blanc over Lambrusco (although I … Read More
Eternal Youth.
Last night I celebrated my thirty fifth birthday. I am now thirty five. Which, strictly speaking, makes me an adult, a proper bonafide grown-up. Just so that there is no confusion. My intention was to have a quiet dinner with a close friend and enjoy a nice bottle of wine. … Read More
Pump me up.
It is normally around this time of year I start I have a slight crisis of confidence. My tan has all but gone, I’m a touch weightier than I would like to be thanks to a recent holiday in the Costa del carb and a little reddened and blotchy in … Read More