Remember back in July when I *didn’t* go to Secret Cinema? Well on Friday night I finally made it! It’s all thanks to Lenovo UK, I’ve been one of their Insiders for the last year. Getting sneak peeks at their new technology and basically being spoilt rotten with their amazing Yoga laptop, trips to Vegas,

For the last 7 weeks I’ve been a woman out of action. I took a fall at Roller Derby scrim, and bashed my head, and when my ears had stopped ringing I realised I’d hurt my ankle badly too. A visit to A&E informed me, to my relief, that it wasn’t broken, but badly sprained,

So, I spent last night drawing and watching Burlesque on a boat. Not just any boat either, a paddle steamer! The Norwich division of Dr Sketchy’s Anti School is a monthly life drawing “class” for artists and people who can’t draw alike. I’ve been to a few now, and I can’t draw to save my

Where? The end of August! I can’t quite believe that we’re half way through August already. It’s been such a hectic month. I am now seeing a physiotherapist for my sprained ankle. Heels are still out of the question and I am currently wearing a tubigrip toe to knee, which isn’t hugely photogenic, so I’m

Just over a year ago I’d never seen an Opera. And since then I’ve now seen 3, so I’m pretty much an Opera buff now, right? Honestly it had never even occurred to me to go and see an Opera until Glyndebourne invited me along to their 1940s styled production of Falstaff last year, then

Get the violins out. I’m not going on holiday this year. Actually that’s not really true. I’ve had a few short breaks already, and no doubt I’ll go on a few more. But this year I don’t really have the time or money for a full week or two of lounging in the sun. However,

Leaving the house at all is a noteworthy affair at the moment. That’s because a week ago I took a tumble at Roller Derby practice, bashed my head and sprained my ankle. Which also means I have spent a large proportion of the last week like this. But, last night I did not! I had

Today I am mostly feeling uninspired. Blogging is a weird old thing. Sometimes it’s exciting parties (or invitations to exciting parties I can’t go to because they’re in London and I am not), glamorous events or parcels of exciting new things arriving through the post. But mostly it’s just you, sitting there at your computer,