So that’s what I’m going to do Jim Morrison, you leather-clad, long-haired woo’er of women. I’m going to break open the particles of my mind and get all mojo on it’s ass. Or some other saying that I am absolutely useless at doing a good impression of (although I have… more

…you can leave your friends behind… Yip, The Safety Dance was the tune in my head this morning after we were out in force last night, albeit dancing of the Dashing White Sergeant variety. There is something to be said about hitting the floor with your rugrats, decked out in… more

For all those that know me, I recently ran the Edinburgh Rock n Roll Half Marathon along with my friend Ange and some mad mum’s I know plus the 5,000 other people, who ended up in Holyrood Park on the wettest day of the year so far! With the help… more