I've been to Scotland lots, to go up mountains and gaze at lochs and eat tablet. But I'd never been to Edinburgh, which seemed silly. So I went. It's gorgeous, Edinburgh. Beautiful architecture, a castle, a socking great mountain in the middle of the city. It is also SCARY AS A SCARY THING. Sure, there's… Continue reading Edinburgh, City of Fear
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When I was just a little girl…
...I asked my mother, what will I be? Will I be pretty, will I be rich? Here's what she said to me... http://youtu.be/xZbKHDPPrrc Until I wrote that down, I'd never registered that my two supposed career goals as a little girl are quite so depressing. Will I be pretty, will I be rich? No, I'll… Continue reading When I was just a little girl…
Fuel
Like most Brits, I've been filling in my census form this week. (What is your job title? WRITER. Briefly describe what you do (did) in your main job. WRITING.) I dithered more over the 'how many hours a week do you work in this employment?' question. In the last two weeks, I've written barely 500… Continue reading Fuel