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So, after thoroughly depressing everyone with my last whine-fest of a post, I decided it was time to tackle the issue head-on, and by “the issue”, I mean “the fact…

On Monday morning, Terry, Rubin and I were woken by the sound of an opera singer warming up her vocal chords in the office, which is just a few short ...

Happy New Year, everyone! Every year, I try my best not to build New Year's Eve into the emotional ordeal it so often turns out to be for me. I tell ...

Season's greetings, everyone! I hope you're all enjoying a good Christmas/holiday season/Wednesday/delete as appropriate. *Goes to check that it is, in fact, Wednesday. Realises it's actually Thursday. Panics slightly at the ...

So, after thoroughly depressing everyone with my last whine-fest of a post, I decided it was time to tackle the issue head-on, and by “the issue”, I mean “the fact…

I am out running. It's a bright, sunny afternoon - one of those near-mythical crisp days which make me almost understand why people love autumn. I'm jogging along, listening to music ...

So, picture it: we're on the way out to dinner. Despite having known all day that we'd be doing this, I have, of course, left it to the last minute ...

... broke my mouse. My computer mouse, I mean. Not an actual, real-life mouse. Because I don't have an actual, real-life mouse. If I did, though, I'd be advising that actual ...

On Friday morning, Terry and I were woken from our slumbers by the sound of a workman arriving at the house next door. Or, rather, we were woken by the…

Everyone else is writing about the Olympics opening ceremony this morning. Instead of doing that, though, I'm going to write about that time I locked myself in the bathroom. That ...

OK, so, on the last episode of "Amber Recounts Her Holiday in Tedious Detail", I was still in Clearwater, where I was wearing a playsuit, and probably flashing everyone within ...

The whole time she was at the coast, my mum (who is a worrier, like me) remained in a constant state of RED ALERT, perpetually scanning the horizon for the ...

And then, when I was an old woman, I would STILL be talking about Nigel. He’d have become a creature of myth and legend by then, and his tale –…

I quit the gym. Yes, Others, YOU WIN, with your space-invading ways, your whistling and your general other-ness . You can have the gym, see if I care. Although, before ...

Our car was officially written off yesterday. I knew it would be, of course, but I'm still completely devastated. It doesn't help that right before we got the email (yes, ...

Last Thursday morning, Terry and I had some errands to run. We set out early, and it was a bit of a stressful morning, for one reason or another, so ...

This weekend, something went bump in the night. Literally, I mean. It was Sunday night/Monday morning. We’d been in bed for maybe half an hour – long enough to have…

Remember Nigel, the International Man of Mystery next door? No, of course you don't: it's now been almost six years (SIX! YEARS!) since Nigel was last sighted, and almost two since ...

On Friday 13th, I was woken in the early hours of the morning by the sound of Rubin barking. I opened one eye and looked around the room. Yup - pitch ...