I think I put my skin through the wringer a little, all things considered. I work in an air-conditioned office and live in the city centre. I sleep with the windows and balcony doors open and live in a flat…
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I’m attending a friend’s hen do somewhere suitably off-grid in Somerset – a large house that accommodates all 16 of us, with a garden full of pear trees (and an accompanying swarm of wasps for whom this glut is irresistible). …
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There’s a line in a wonderful piece that Caitlin Moran wrote called ‘posthumous advice to my daughter’ that I often think of if I’m anxious about being in an environment with people I don’t know very well. She says: “Whenever…
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August is flying by in a flurry of birthday celebrations, weddings and festival prepping (all of which naturally require new outfits). I also have my eye on the beachwear in the shops as I want to stock up on a…
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I remember a few years ago proudly proclaiming that I couldn’t remember ever being bored. I had a diary that so rarely had a free evening in it that I wouldn’t know what to do with myself when one came…
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