Category Archives: Family

Brunch at Dishoom

My Aunt suggested that she’d come down to London for brunch and we’d go to Dishoom in King’s Cross. She’d been before and loved it. I’d looked at the menu and thought a bit err, but hey I’d go with it, it’d be nice to see them.

As soon as I walked through the door, I was like “wow … this place is incredible” – it has an old colonial, warehouse, railway station vibe about it. The food is great, although the menu itself undersells the complexity of the food.  Definitely going to have a return trip.

 

The Wickedest Wicked

Apparently my niece has been wanting to see Wicked since she was about 8yrs old, plaguing her mother with singing to the soundtrack endlessly.  So it seemed like a perfect time to tell her that it was completely sold out and couldn’t get tickets for her birthday treat visit to London – because that is perfect parenting / aunting behaviour … But even nicer making her, I mean watching her cry with joy when we told her that we had actually managed to get prime seats.

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The Funniest Text I Ever Wrote (In. My. Head)

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I have somewhat forced my sister into making me a scarf, *apparently* not an easy one, she keeps moaning about how hard it is… I think she’s secretly loving it, (might not be). IMG_6099I *might* have politely asked her, on Facebook, to make me one (then others did too… *cough*) ~ it may look rude to the uninitiated, or demanding, but, erm a loving request, I say …

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Surprise!! New York Baby!! 

After finally getting my bag off the carousel, I start to well-up as I come through the exit gate and search the masses for my brother and Melissa. After hugs and tears all round my brother announces that instead of staying in Boston for a couple of nights, we’re going to New York baby!! And we’re staying close to Times Square!! Tears turn to screams all round. Off. We. Go!

A Time For Reflection

I live a charmed life. I know this. I wasn’t born to it, or given it, I have worked hard, don’t get me wrong, but I’m lucky, I know this to be true.

I’m sat on a plane heading back from Barcelona – I’m home for a week before jetting off to Argentina and Brazil for nearly two weeks. Apart from getting everything sorted for the trip, in the time I’m home I’ll go ballroom dancing (the revelation of 2015), twice; go to a comedy club with friends; go out for dinner; go to my Aunt’s 70th birthday black tie do and have a briefing with my new CEO.

It’s busy, but I like it that way.

But as I’m sat on the plane writing postcards, yes those retro things, I come to a block, a halt when writing my sister’s. I want to write “I wish you were here with me” and “God you have to come” but I can’t, because she can’t.

She has MS.

MS is a cruel beast and it is this cruel beast that … and I can’t allow myself to think of what her future is, I can’t write it without crying.

I want her to get better so we can see the world together, but I know she won’t. It breaks my heart.

Sometimes you have to reflect on the life you have, right here and now. I’m not in a relationship, nor do I have children, but these are small things in comparison. Yeah I have epilepsy, but even in that regard I’m lucky ~ I haven’t had a seizure longer than some adults have been alive.

Live life now, because you never know when it’ll change and it could change in an instance.

I love you sis x