Monday 19 March 2012

How to be a woman...my arse.

Have been intending to get/read Caitlin Moran's 'How to Be a Woman' for a while ( http://www.amazon.co.uk/How-To-Woman-Caitlin-Moran/dp/0091940737/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1332200269&sr=8-1 ) but flicked through it in the bookshop today and found myself on the weddings chapter where she has a rant about a friend who's getting married on the Isle of Wight....

'All that money and trouble!! 4 nights in a hotel!! Well all I can say is they'd better not get divorced. In fact I'm thinking of sewing them together so they can't ever split up'....

Well, screw you. I got married in Italy and 'dragged' 35 close friends and family out there for a week. It was amazing and the fact it ended in divorce is the biggest disappointment of my life. And apparently my friends are the ones who've suffered most because they were the ones who had to go all the way out there for something that ended in failure.

Perhaps I've had a sense of humour bypass but I now refuse to buy it on principle.

Monday 5 March 2012

The big smoke

When I first started telling people I was planning to move to London, I was mostly pleased by my friends' positive comments, but also slightly saddened by a few negative comments. 'London's very big' and 'you'll miss your friends' were the main ones (though there were many others).

A month in and I have no regrets, not one, nada. Well actually maybe one -that I didn't do it sooner, that I let the bastard M stop me for so long.

Why do I love London?? I can't entirely explain it. It's the buzz, the energy, the feeling of endless possibilities. The knowledge that I can do what I want, be who I want, almost completely unconstrained. (Don't worry, I'm not planning on running amok through North London with a sawn-off shotgun). The wonderful Anna K puts it better than I ever could:
http://anyotherwoman.com/2012/01/dear-london/