You Can’t Keep a Good Weeble Down

Not only am I starting to look like a Weeble but I also have the flexibility of one.   I’ve always known that I’m not a naturally lithe person* (being the only person at primary school to fail Level 4 BAGA when I couldn’t perform a crab proved that) but when I found myself thinking how… Continue reading You Can’t Keep a Good Weeble Down

Fat Bottomed Girls…Should Step Away From The Cookies

After a summer of visiting friends and family in England, where every social gathering involved cakes, wine, barbeques or three-course meals, my jeans are now refusing to zip up. Of course, I could have refused the gateaux, drunk Perrier instead of cider and eaten salad instead of chips.  But I didn’t.  The final straw was… Continue reading Fat Bottomed Girls…Should Step Away From The Cookies