I suppose I should be flattered. My writing is so “award winning, witty and talented” (said me, to myself) that it’s been copied, pasted and palmed off as belonging to someone else. What fun!
A while ago, loyal reader, you may remember I bent over backwards for your entertainment, attempting to do some acro-yoga. Continue reading
It’s Valentine’s Day. Here comes a blog all about why Valentine’s Day has come to represent all that is wrong with our depressing consumer driven culture.
It’s almost as clichéd to hate Valentine’s Day as it is not to, but I do hate it, because it’s been hi-jacked by consumerism and whatever romance was originally there has been stifled by a tick-box attitude to ensuring your man has done all the things necessary to deem it romantic.
But if he’s only buying roses because it’s bloody Valentine’s Day, then where’s the thoughtfulness in that? He’s just trying to stay out of trouble. Continue reading
But I wasn’t always this way. I used to like loads of hippy shit. I spent £1 buying 2p once, because I was told the two pence piece had special properties that would prevent my mobile phone giving me cancer. I had my tarot cards read, got pricked with acupuncture needles when I hurt my back and dragged my husband to a palm reader very early on in our relationship when he was still polite enough to let me. Continue reading
I never used to pay much attention to ethics, shopping as I did for what I wanted, when I wanted it. Then I met my cleverest friend, who was taking a masters in international development when I was sitting around, unemployed, smoking dope. She is very clever about things I don’t understand, and she patiently tried to teach me that my pound was powerful and I should make choices based on a company’s ability to not employ children and not fly mangoes half way around the world just so I can have a stir-fry.
Barack Obama, the fly-swatting, basketball hoop-shooting leader of the free world, has Beyonce going gaga and Gaga in glee at his re-election, while Sarah Jessica Parker wore an Obama T-shirt and Eva Longoria cried.