Something happened in my life

Yes, and… let’s go to Edinburgh for the night

August 31, 2015 By Ellen

Edinburgh in August. Ugh! Crowds, idiots on unicycles and shouty antipodean jugglers. Why would you even bother? It’s a little bit like that if you’re trying to get somewhere around the centre of the city. Luckily for me, though, I don’t have to. It’s one of those viewpoints that speaks of world-weary got-the-t-shirt experience, rather […]

What’s your tattoo story?

August 17, 2015 By Ellen

Another Saturday, another tattoo parlour. Oh yes. You see how I say that like I hang out in them all the time, though I’d like to. Not least because there are so many stories there. Few people get a tattoo without Good Reason. It’s not like pretty shoes or something a celebrity had on on […]

The back to school (not very) blues

August 14, 2015 By Ellen

You can tell by the money in my purse that term has started again. I don’t mean that it’s considerably lighter after the painful pre-school shopping – though it is. (Three pairs of black leather shoes, three pairs of trainers, variously sizes 2, 6 and 10, since you ask. And, yes, I cried at the […]

Doing something silly at Mugstock

August 12, 2015 By Ellen

I’ve never been to a festival. There. I’ve confessed. Not one. Most folk have some heroic tales of Glastonburys past or T in the Parks they can’t even remember, but they were there. I’m not sure how I’ve missed out but I have. Probably something to do with an aversion to chemical loos and having […]

Menopause: it is hot in here, but only because we’re blushing.

August 8, 2015 By Ellen

Come in, make yourself at home. I’ve been putting this one off. It’s on menopause – the last taboo. What was that? Oh, you’re off. Shut the door on the way out then. Is there anyone left? A few souls fanning yourselves with a copy of SAGA magazine who want to hear about this, I […]

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