September 14, 2020
Breathe. Smile. Pretend everything is fine. Breathe. Smile. Pretend everything is fine. This has been my mantra, every single morning since the night of May 31st, when my father…
Monday was an ordinary day. The sun rose and fell, Doug made me a brilliant scrambled eggs and bacon (mmmm bacon – pause for daydream about me having cuddles with…
After eight years of celebranting (yes it’s a word), I have definitely learned that there are more flavours of celebrants than even Baskin & Robbins can chuck some sprinkles…