by Fortysomething Fan Girl | Oct 15, 2017 | Health, Uncategorized
It’s 3.12am and I am awake. A cat is on my head, kneading away at my scalp. Her purring might as well be a pneumatic drill operating three feet away. Further down the bed, my dog is nestled in the crook of my knee. I am tense. Not just because I am not enjoying this...
by Fortysomething Fan Girl | Oct 8, 2017 | Food
It pains me to say it, but I think my culinary skills may well have peaked thirty seven years ago. Back then I knew my way around a slow cooker. I was au fait with a béchamel sauce and I could squeeze a lemon like a pro. These days I sit around with my girlfriends...
by Fortysomething Fan Girl | Oct 1, 2017 | Arts, Entertainment
Back in 1980 I was gripped by the Men’s Singles Final at Wimbledon. The match was between Bjorn Borg and John McEnroe and is often described as the greatest ever played. McEnroe, the twenty-one year old ‘enfant terrible’ lost to the good-looking,...
by Fortysomething Fan Girl | Sep 24, 2017 | Fashion
This week was a big week for Lidl’s, the cut price, German supermarket we’ve all grown so fond of. Heidi Klum had weaponised its clothing range. A rash of leopard print and suede dominated the Middle or ‘Mystery’ Aisle. I’ll admit to being wary of supermarket clothes....
by Fortysomething Fan Girl | Sep 17, 2017 | Family, Nature, Talking Points
I have it on good authority that once they’ve seen my Frilly Echeveria, people won’t stop talking about it. Captivated by its crinkly edges and entranced by its pink blush it is the stuff of which certain dreams are made of. Horticultural dreams, largely. My Frilly...
