Stripped

The other day my partner and I went upstairs for a screw. NO - it's not what you're thinking. It's far sexier than that. I'm referring to assembling flat pack furniture (wahoo!). If a global pandemic wasn't enough of a relationship survival test, my fiancé and I decided to level up our adulting endeavours and... Continue Reading →

Stairway to A&E

Thanks to the global pandemic, we live by one rule - stay at home and watch Netflix (in your pj's and eat all the snacks). So it goes without saying that we shouldn’t put ourselves in situations where we might need to go to hospital. To be fair, Covid or no Covid, that's quite a... Continue Reading →

All Grown Up (ish)

There's nothing like a social media 'engagement' post to really put you off the Internet. But there's nothing like being the one who posted it (guilty). Having spent all of Christmas Eve in my pyjamas, I was intrigued to notice my boyfriend put on his best (and only) shirt for the evening. In a bid... Continue Reading →

Quarantine Life Crisis

You know you're an adult in 2020 when Covid-19 is among us, it's the END OF THE WORLD and you've been tasked with doing your bit (and trying not to get dramatic about it). In order to stop the spread of this deadly virus and save lives, the majority of us have spent this year... Continue Reading →

The Hunger Games: Bottomless Brunch

You know you're an adult when you start factoring 'drunken regrets' into your monthly budget. But you know you're an adult in 2019 when these drunken regrets mostly relate to Bottomless Brunch (oh dear). If you're new to Bottomless Brunch, it's a chance to shove as much Prosecco and avocado in your face as you... Continue Reading →

Scare bnb

There's nothing like a holiday to escape reality. But when my boyfriend and I went on a recent trip, we got more than we bargained for at our Airbnb. We were busy enjoying some peace and quiet when there was an unexpected knock at the door. Standing in the old Georgian apartment, I had a... Continue Reading →

Flying the nest

The other day my mum looked at me with tears in her eyes and said "you've finally flown the nest". I didn't want to break the bad news to her and Dad that I hadn't actually moved out. In fact, I was busy sitting on their sofa, watching their TV and eating my way through... Continue Reading →

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