Unless you were living under a rock last week, or you just have no idea who I am (welcome), you would have seen that I had spent the first week of January in New York City. My favourite place on earth and my favourite time of year, when the lights of the Rockefeller Tree are still sparking and the crowds feel more of a local football game than an FA Cup match. (My nephew will be so proud of me for using a sport analogy. You are welcome, Ash. I hope I did it correctly). As you can imagine the ph

There I was on a typical Tuesday evening in November minding my own business. Christmas decorations and lights, filling the room like Santa had exploded and left his glittery insides everywhere (don’t panic kids, this didn’t actually happen and Santa will be on his way to you come December 24th, if you have been good that is). The evening was joyful and triumphant, as much as it can be for a Monday, but it was doing its best. We all were. Well, everyone other than a huge actress, who has dec

Glimmers. My most spoken word at the minute other than bastards, which I’m also very fond of. I’ve been banging on about glimmers for the la