Our 4th and final trip to Italy this year was to attend the Ryder Cup in Roma and watching the greatest golfers in Europe and the USA did not disappoint! And I said, ‘this year’ because I will return to Italy time and again. Quite simply, I love this country!
The beginning of September took me to London, a city I’ve travelled to many times, possibly hundreds of times and lived there for a short while. When I moved to Notting Hill some 17+ years ago, I never thought I would leave after only five months. Astonishing how a marriage proposal can change the trajectory of our lives.
This past July took my husband and I to Lucca, Italy for something that has been on my bucket list for some time and that was to see a performance of Andrea Bocelli.
This year is full of Italian delights. Yippee! June took my husband and I to wonderful Piemonte (Piedmont) in northwest Italy, our second of four trips to Italy this year. A region we had never been to before.
One of the best things about living in Jersey is being so close to London’s airports that it is easy to travel within the UK and to Europe. Both are so rife with history, amazing architecture, intriguing people, delicious food and steeped in culture. This is the stuff that makes my heart sing.
I’m Back… It’s a joy to be blogging again. Thank you for reading!
In the past few years, I have had health issues resulting in some rather bazaar symptoms. I’ll spare you the unpleasant nitty gritty. The pinnacle of my unwellness was last December when on a ski trip to Whistler, I fell ill with bronchitis. I lay in bed, exhausted while my family skied. I never made it to the slopes.
The vibrant woman I once was fell away into a puddle of symptoms. It was as though my immune system had gone insane. Soul destroying stuff.
I just got back from New York City and I’m struggling to get things done. Gosh, I’d forgotten what jetlag feels like! I watch my cat Frodo saunter over to his food bowl half asleep. He’s been catnapping. I know how he feels. Writing is not coming easily today. However, I am not complaining. I am thankful that I was able to travel to the Big Apple!
It’s the Year of the Tiger, the third of the 12-year cycle of animals which appear in the Chinese Zodiac. According to ‘Yahoo Life’, the Zodiac dates to the Qin Dynasty over 2,000 years ago and is rooted in animal worship.
Tigers are known for their courage and ambition. The Year of the Tiger is about making momentous changes. A year of risk-taking and adventure lies ahead. We’re finding enthusiasm again, both for ourselves and for others. Everyone is fired up; generosity is at an all-time high and social progress feels possible again.
Menopause is like becoming a teenager in reverse. As ever, I am sharing my journey to help those who can relate, both women & their partners. This blog is my most candid.
Devon, England and it’s a typical grey, misty, wintery day. I’m on a 14-day weight loss retreat. I decided to end the year turbo charging my metabolism sans alcohol, sugar and caffeine.