Category Archives: Love
AHHHHH!!! IM GOING TO INDIA!!!
Is pretty much how I feel. I want to scream it at the top of my lungs, but I don’t think people would thank me for it. Until yesterday I still didn’t let myself think I was going. How many
AHHHHH!!! IM GOING TO INDIA!!!
Is pretty much how I feel. I want to scream it at the top of my lungs, but I don’t think people would thank me for it. Until yesterday I still didn’t let myself think I was going. How many
A weekend in Dubai
I’ve just returned from a weekend in Dubai resembling what can only be described as a baby whale. It’s the holy month of Ramadan, fasting for us minions, and it is a time for extreme reflection and prayer. For me,
A weekend in Dubai
I’ve just returned from a weekend in Dubai resembling what can only be described as a baby whale. It’s the holy month of Ramadan, fasting for us minions, and it is a time for extreme reflection and prayer. For me,
When You are Old
Tomorrow is Burns night, but for some reason this evening I turn to Yeats. I had not realised just how many of his poems permeated my childhood. Triggering lost memories of people now gone. Happy Burns Night, whatever you do. We are
When You are Old
Tomorrow is Burns night, but for some reason this evening I turn to Yeats. I had not realised just how many of his poems permeated my childhood. Triggering lost memories of people now gone. Happy Burns Night, whatever you do. We are
Tiny Indian Girl Up A Mountain 