The woman who follows ….

… the crowd will usually go no further than …


The Shift Gift

I was sitting in the garden on the first day of September. It was a lovely ambient moment, sipping pearl flower tea and telling Fosbury in a rather humorous way about my awful not-very-humorous pregnancy mood swings (think swinging axe/ guillotine) when suddenly there was an almighty BANG and a riccoshading explosion of glass.

Feeling A Bit Lickish

Grow Your Own Gorgeousness and Unleash The Zoo In You set off into the big, wide world.