I’d never heard of the term “Toxic Friend” until a couple of years ago, but I understood it immediately.
If you know me at all you’ll know that I’m a happy-go-lucky kind of person, I’m positive and optimistic with a glass that is always at least half full. I also have lots of self-confidence BUT even I have got knocked down by toxic friends before, and the pain of being hurt this way can be quite unbearable at times.… Read more
How to make new friends can be a tough one. Feeling lonely is a horrible sensation and one that can get the most upbeat of people down. I speak from experience, having moved to a new town 8 times in my life, and to a new country 3 times. I have lost count of the number of times that I have had to make new friends.… Read more
To Léna – my 9 year old daughter,
When you were born, back in December 2006, I was very aware that you were only on loan to us for 18 years, when – if we’d done our job properly – you would take off on your own wings to lead your own independent life.… Read more
When you’re a child you make friends at school, and as you get older friends come from university or jobs. Then the one point in your life when you really need friends who know what you’re going through – motherhood – you get stuck. It’s very rare that your existing, local, friends are having children at the same time as you, so becoming a mum can be quite a lonely time.… Read more
With a slight delay here is our third day at Bluestone National Park. Our final day was filled with getting out of our comfort zone, both for me and our 7 year old daughter. Oh and lots of heights.
We woke after another great night’s sleep, ready to attack our final full day at Bluestone.… Read more
This week’s gallery theme on Sticky Fingers is “Guilty Pleasures” which is very apt as this weekend saw me indulging in one of my biggest guilty pleasures: themed parties, in particular musical themed parties. That’s right, I’m the person you love to hate, as there is nothing I like more than a 70s disco party (last year’s birthday party), or an 80s party (this weekend’s party).… Read more
In 1998 I bought a return ticket to Nice, France – leaving London on the 1st July 1998 and returning to the UK on the 10th September 1998. I’d just finished my university finals and my aim was to have a summer of partying on the French Riviera with two friends (a fellow Brit and a Danish/American) I’d met there the previous summer.… Read more
Have you ever had that feeling – as a one-off or an ongoing niggling feeling – that you just don’t fit in? Whether with friends, family, colleagues or neighbours.
On this week’s Facebook Live I share my own experiences on this very sensitive, and often upsetting subject, and offer you tips and advice for how to deal with it.… Read more