You know what would make my life a whole lot easier than it currently is?…
Um, what day is it again?
Dear Self, I know you’d really like it to be that bit closer to the…
Amber and the amazing regenerating eyesight
Last night when I looked at my diary to see what I had planned for…
Eye’ll Be Back. Probably.
I have to go to the opticians tomorrow, for my usual annual checkup. This worries…
As Featured in the New York Times. Talking about giant toddlers.
This morning I woke up to the news that I had been quoted in The…
Amber & Terry’s Menagerie Now Open for Business
Ever wondered how long it might take to get three tortoises to stand in a…
Stuff. And nonsense.
Hey folks, guess who's back? Back again? Shady's back! Tell your friends! Whoops, no, sorry,…
Not So Good to Be Back
Yeah, I'm still depressed. I mean, look at the weather forecast for this week: Now,…
Sucks to be me
I got a migraine on the flight home. A migraine. On a plane. Which is…
Magic Kingdom = Totally magic. Going home = not so much
Well, it’s our last full day in Florida. I’m sad. And also: totally and utterly…
GLAST Off
Hello, loyal reader, who has bravely remained with this blog through all of the “What…
So, that whole “blogging every day” thing isn’t working out too well…
I just realised I ended my last entry with the implication that if I didn't…
Breathless
So, hello! I am still alive, but I'm also very, very lazy and have been…
Florida Photo Fest 2008
So, I'm pretty sure no one is actually reading this at the moment, especially given…
The Eagle has landed!
Well, we have once again cheated death successfully, and are safely across the Atlantic, following…
Coming to America
Those of you still sitting on the edge of your seats wondering if I still…
Tanning My Own Ass
Every time I decide to take a vacation, or do something else fun, there’s a…
The thing I hate most about air travel. Other than the “fear of death” thing, obviously.
See these? These are my Tweezerman Point Tweezers. (Well, I mean clearly they're not MY…
The Phantom Phoner Part 2: The Phantom Faxer
Remember my old friend The Phantom Phoner? Who kept phoning my house at stupid o'clock,…
Haircut from hell. Sort of.
“Just a quick trim,” I said to the hairdresser, as I nervously eased myself into…