For now, his time was borrowed.
Today’s Throwback Thursday had me delving into a box filled with childhood echoes. A trifle entertaining, a little embarrassing, but tremendously wonderful. Here’s my cast list for a somewhat over ambitious primary school production of Grease. You can forgive the bad hand writing, I was nine. #100happydays #day70 #tbt
Who would have thought happiness could be wrapped up in a little piece of glossy cardboard. Watch out publishing world, I’m coming to get you, and I’m armed with a bona fide barrage of these bad boys… #100happydays #day69
Two months ago my cynical self wouldn’t have found anything happy about a bed bound day of illness. But the mini angel on my shoulder tells me I have found joy in catching up with The Face and my favourite fashion lion, Erin O’Connor. It may be terribly last season, but you try watching a […]
This has soul from past, present and future… From Devon to Spain to London via Oxford, three generations old, locked and unopened… yet it still types. Exactly what I will have it write I do not yet know, but hopefully it will be liberated with the same conviction of each finger tap on it’s heavy […]
They dance through the air, they pop with grace and they’re the most magic of transformations from otherwise banal ingredients. Bubbles have the power to transfigure even the most peppery of adult minds. #100happydays #day66
I am sure that alcohol lured happiness coaxes many a weary traveller down a perilous path, but there’s just something about a golden goblet of the grape juice shimmering in the sunshine. Over the past two weeks I have been knee deep in a beginner’s blogging challenge, which today asked me to respond to […]