For me, one of the greatest glories of Twitter is how it can give you the news pretty much as it happens. Today, this did exactly that. The younger you are, the easier I think team comes. The older? Maybe not so much, .

Just a few ditherings in the world of writing. But why do I write about this show? Anyway, back to reality. What I took from the feedback was that on the whole it called for m.

Get me outta here! Grandad came to tea. Trying to be a better daughter, mother, sister, partner, writer, ya da, ya da. You had already been twice, two stays of one week each. I promise you, I said. In the waiting room, people looked away. About 1 in 1,000 me.

My sister dancing to Raspberry Beret at a dance competition and winning a prize for it. Dancing around the living room to Alphabet St as a starter before leaping off the sofas to. Loudly in my room at my university halls and making friends with Bethan over our mutual love for. I Wanna Be Your Lover.

The ambiguous direct of my life. This is why one should not have a blog. So slow start to the blogging. Started with an influx of incompleted blog posts then silence. I also had an order from Texas! August 3, 2012. We could not find tables.

Thoughts, rambles and histories of having Type One Diabetes and the continual plight to achieve sugar levels between 4 and 8. I am meant to be editing my chapter. But then I sit at my computer. For the past three weeks I have sat at my computer. Twice weekly for a couple of hours I try to edit. Keep going you fantabulous woman you! .