“I’m going back online to meet someone,” I say to Mum. We’re just about to set off to see my psychiatrist. “But darling,” Mum says. “What about Seb?” “A dog,” I say. “There’s a website where you can meet dogs. To be friends with and…” “But what if you injure them or break something in […]
“Wonder what the hotel gym looks like,” I bet you’re saying to yourself as you read this. “So much of this week’s blog is set there, and yet there isn’t a single photo.” So, have attached photo of the weights rack, along with my new purple Adidas gym gear. Going to do a bit […]
Monday morning at 8.15am and am settled on my bike at the gym. The sky is a cloudless blue. This is becoming a regular part of my Monday morning routine, which is brilliant. Thinking about what I’ve learned from nine months of dating: 1. When swiping through Tinder profiles at the rate of sixty or […]
“Are you nearly here?” I ask Arjen when I bump into him on Facebook messenger. He is visiting from Amsterdam on Friday. “Hahaha just a couple of days waiting,” he says. “Which tube station should I take?” He names the correct station. “Yes that’s right,” I say. Unlike MediaChap, Arjen will be able to use the GPS […]
Pros and Cons of MediaChap Pros: 1. He is kind and affectionate to me and obviously likes me. He messages often. 2. Has read some books. 3. Thinks am gorgeous. 4. Has lovely blue eyes. 5. Has spent time in Israel and is not an antisemite. 6. Has, as Dad puts it, “a […]
“So, we’ll just have drinks,” Richard Dawkins the Atheist says to our waitress. Or, as we’re going to call him, Dick. “I thought we were eating?” I say. It’s 7.20pm and I’m hungry and…anyway…it’s not up to him to dictate whether or not I eat something. “I have dinner plans,” Dick says. “Oh,” I say, […]
No word from MediaChap since Saturday. Hope he is OK. Wonder if he is cross with me about something. Perhaps he has found my blog or…I don’t know. “Hope you are OK? Cuddle,” I message him on WhatsApp. “Hey, what’s up? You at work?” He fires back. “Just some stuff. Possible lymphodoema in arm, allergic […]
Suddenly, spring is in the air. It’s mid-February and there may well be further cold snaps ahead, but on the walk to my bus stop this morning, the earth is awakening from its slumber. There are purple crocuses out and a blackbird flies past with twigs in his beak: nest-building is underway. And so, my […]
“So, um, well, this is our third date,” I say to MediaChap as we sit in the Iranian/ Turkish restaurant. We’ve taken a side-street off the Edgware Road and ended up in this place because there’s wine. “Yes, it is,” MediaChap says, taking my hand. The restaurant is dark. Next to us there is a […]
No word from MediaChap since Saturday night and I can see that my WhatsApp message yesterday hasn’t been delivered. Maybe he has broken or even lost his phone. Or been kidnapped by aliens. It’s strange to think that in this day and age, where one can be connected to someone on so many different devices […]
Scars, Tears and Training Bras 