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There’s a mild panic. Nothing you can totally put your finger on but it’s there when you turn 40. Is it just wondering how that many years have passed? Is it work panic that you really should be running the company by now? Is it the clanging chimes of mortality? Eek. I hope not. Although I’ve… Continue reading You’re how old?

Now I’m pretty fit. Or so I thought. So when a friend suggested that a group of us should do the Kokoda Challenge I jumped straight in. The choice was between a 15 or 30km trek through the Dandenong ranges to raise money for the Kokoda Foundation. I thank all that’s important to me that… Continue reading The (Evil) Kokoda Challenge 2017

So how did I find myself living in Melbourne, pretty much as far away from home as anyone can get? I’m sometimes not sure. I wanted to come here for so long it almost became something that I had to do. It was like I couldn’t quite see my future past getting out here.  Now… Continue reading Escaping, adventuring, hiding or expanding my horizons?

I love wearing white, and light bright colours generally. Now you wouldn’t really think this as I still exist under a shroud of black and dark colours. Grunge teen to Londoner to Melburnian. All things and places have a love of a darker hue of clothing. Now I need all these black tee’s (just tee’s,… Continue reading The Monochrome dilemma 

One of the major perks of living in Melbourne, and Australia in general, is access to some of the most beautiful wineries. It’s not often in England that you can just hop on a bus with friends and disappear into a world of acres of vineyards. This can be dangerous though when you have drastically cut… Continue reading The Winery Tour

I recently bought a car, this is the first one I’ve had in Aus.  When I first arrived I lived and worked in the city and the Melbourne trams were a novelty. The same way tourists are slightly obsessed with a double decker London bus. But travelling on some of the older ones in the middle… Continue reading Here in my car, I feel safest of all…

My Mum always called me a magpie. I can be on the other side of the street in a rush and can spot something shiny in a shop window.  Let’s face it, pretty sparkly things just cheer me up. Who’s day isn’t made better by a metallic trainer, a sequin jacket or a golden skirt.… Continue reading Metallics and sequins = Armour

So Martinis, to be more specific it’s Espresso Martinis. Also affectionately know as “a kick in the face”. A sophisticated wake up call. Warning don’t drink more than 4 really strong ones, bad times and it’s impossible to sleep!! I can’t remember who introduced me to my now signature drink. I think it was my… Continue reading Vodka & Coffee, what could go wrong?

I settled on Sneakers, Martinis and Sequins. A peak inside my mind, and things I love to look at.  It’s probably more like “My sarcastic opinion on stuff, with some shiny things thrown in” but that’s a bit long winded. Let’s start with the #sneakers  So being English, I always say trainers. But the whole… Continue reading What’s in a name?

As I sit here on the train home from another day crunching the numbers (or hopelessly staring at a spreadsheet, hoping sheer force of will can get it to fill itself out) I’ve decided that it’s time to become a millionaire!! If only it was that simple.  So I’m just going to start this and… Continue reading Well hello there.