Blogs by Sarah R

Survival Skills

Tuesday 30th December 2008

Two weeks into my annual Sydney sojourn, I’ve realised that the culture of online shopping is far less developed here than it is in the UK. I’m not entirely sure whether it’s because the smaller population means that the shops are less crowded and that retail therapy is therefore less traumatic, or whether...

Crunch? What Crunch?

Friday 5th December 2008

Try not to hate me too much, but by the time this blog goes live, I will have departed these grey days and icy winds for the sun-stroked beaches of Sydney. And not just for a flying visit – for two whole months. Two. Whole. Months. I could weep for joy. Here’s...

Baby Boom

Wednesday 19th November 2008

In the last few weeks, barely a day has gone past without a text message or Facebook status update announcing that yet another friend has just had a baby. All of which is very exciting, albeit polarising. There’s nothing like a newborn to make me feel, on the one hand,...

The Rain in Spain...

Tuesday 4th November 2008

“Bored of London, bored of life.” Oh, how I grind my teeth when people (usually earnest arty types with vaguely ludicrous dress sense) throw that one my way. How about “Bored of London, bored of crowds, bored of traffic, bored of lousy weather”? Granted, much of the time I enjoy London almost...

Hyde and Seek

Wednesday 15th October 2008

It might be an odd thing for someone who doesn't eat meat to say, but I LOVE skin. Love it. I vividly remember buying a pair of leather trousers, back when I was 23. I thought I looked fabulous (photographic evidence, however, suggests otherwise). “Do I look okay?” I used to ask my...

You've Got Mail

Thursday 2nd October 2008

Broadly speaking, there are two types of people in the world: those who get annoyed by things (sluggish broadband connections, slow-moving traffic, flat-pack furniture) and those who get annoyed by people (gum-chewing sales assistants, in-laws, flaky friends). While my husband falls squarely into the former category, I undoubtedly have two Louboutin-clad size 42s...

Bad Coffee & Blouses...

Saturday 20th September 2008

Few things can sour my ordinarily sweet (no, really) disposition like a bad coffee. And in my neck of the woods, a decent shot of caffeine can be a hit and miss affair. Life, I say, is too short for bad coffee. And until they figure out a way for me to buy...

Net-Less In Northumberland...

Thursday 4th September 2008

No matter how many times I stay with my in-laws in Northumberland, I always manage to pack clothing that doesn’t see the light of day. I put it down to the fact that I’m Australian and eternally optimistic – you say beach, I say strappy dresses and tank tops - but every trip...

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