Christmas Parties

Christmas parties, or more specifically office Christmas parties are usually a disaster. I’ve been to so many I’ve lost count. Something embarrassing usually happens during the course of nearly every one I’ve been to. Once, when I was young and...

Traffic Lights

The lights had just turned amber. I suppose I should have stopped, but I decided to jump them anyway. I was late for an appointment. I could see the other end of the roadworks in the distance up the hill and I could see the road ahead was completely clear. I...

Put on your red shoes

“Put on your red shoes, honey, we’re going to a Christmas party.”  My on-off boyfriend had always liked me in red shoes. In fact he liked anything red. I supposed he was going in his black shirt and trousers with his red tie. He liked us to...

How to celebrate Christmas as a single person

Unless you are a particularly religious person, the secret to enjoying Christmas as a single person is to regard Christmas the same as any other day: it is your responsibility to make it as good as you can. With a bit of forward planning, chances are you’ll have...

Mum's old writing desk

I was clearing the contents of my late mother’s bungalow years ago, wondering what on earth I was going to do with her old writing desk and chair. She was devoted to these ancient relics, and was determined that they should stay in the family after her death. She...