I can never quite work out why everything in life seems to happen at once, nor why when I have plenty of musings for blogs I don’t have time to write them. You’ll probably get used to seeing slightly less blogging action over the next few months (though hopefully not quite as sparse as the past few weeks), but I promise I won’t disappear completely. Writing is one of the things that keeps me sane, alongside exercise, and as the latter is still woefully lacking then I better make time …

You may have noticed some of my strange behaviour in the past couple of week. Mysterious requests for information from friends. Weirdly ecstatic status updates. Unusual quietness from my blog. A big smile on my face for no reason whatsoever. Such creepiness should probably be saved for Halloween so I guess I owe everyone an explanation.

The first I’ll start with is, as promised, to explain my Facebook status earlier this week. For those of you who missed it, I posted:
Describe me positively in three words (it’s for a very …

Today is a day of firsts. For starters it’s my first day back at work since injuring my leg. I’ve attempted it without crutches and thought I had quite a pace on until I got into the building and realised that I wasn’t going to get very far very fast. I’m sure as the week goes on I’ll get my speed up. Somehow I have to conquer London with luggage and a dodgy leg at the weekend. If you hear people howling with laughter in Kings Cross on Friday evening, …

“So Helen? What’s all this moaning about being stuck home alone?” I hear you cry “Surely as you love writing then this is a blissful few days of space and time to write away to your hearts content?”
Well yes. I suppose I should be looking on the bright side. And most of the time I can. But it is amazing how isolating being stuck home alone with an injury is. When you have the flu/migraine/stomach bug (delete as applicable) your brain all but shuts down. You’re capable of sleep and …

My blog has become a rather eclectic mix of subject matter, so I thought it was about time I threw a movie review in. Except it’s not really a movie review, because that would require critical analysis and that is something I refuse to do when it comes to Sex and the City. Everyone deserves a guilty pleasure in life and this is mine.

In the trailer Lily (Charlotte’s daughter) asks “Like in Jasmine and Aladdin?” to which Carrie replies “Yes sweetie, but with cocktails” and that is exactly what SATC2 …

This was going to be a blog about what a fantastic start my running has got off to, but as I’m writing this with my leg elevated after a morning trip to A+E that’s not quite how it’s going to go.

This morning I was on my fifth training run when something went ping and I started to experience a lot of pain in my left calf. I stopped running and limped home, then got ready for work wincing in pain. I hobbled to the bus stop and then the shock …

Whenever I visit my parents in Southport I always envisage a relaxing few days of seeing friends and doing family activities, with plenty of time to spare for penning a few blogs in advance and catching up with Google Reader.
You’d think by now I’d know better. Within my first twenty-four hours I had been shopping (for clothes), shopping again (this time for food), out for dinner with one friend and out to the pub with another. I crawled in at 2am after discovering I can now stomach snakebite and black …