by Fortysomething Fan Girl | Aug 8, 2018 | Arts, Travel, Uncategorized
I am in Edinburgh. I can tell this for sure because, in spite of the heat wave currently gripping the South, the skies here are leaden and the winds brisk. Rain is forecast. Instantly I realise I have packed all the wrong clothes. Why oh why did I reject the snuggly...
by Fortysomething Fan Girl | May 13, 2018 | Talking Points, Travel
I’ve just tried to pay for breakfast with a tube of hand cream and a dog biscuit. These are the first things I came up with when I rummaged in my handbag for some cash. I couldn’t find my purse because it was buried under a heap of things I keep in my bag IN CASE OF...
by Fortysomething Fan Girl | Oct 3, 2016 | Travel
When I agreed to go on an ‘adventure holiday’ with some fortysomething girlfriends there was a raising of spousal eyebrows. “Kayaking the Pacific?” My husband said. “Snorkelling coral reefs? Do they know you don’t like getting your hair wet?” “I don’t like...
by Fortysomething Fan Girl | Sep 26, 2016 | Health, Travel
I’ve just checked out the top ten phobias. Spiders are number one, shortly followed by snakes and heights. Can’t see ‘unreliable flush’ on the list, but that is what I fear most of all. Is it a Catholic thing? The terror of the turd bobbing about in the pan? The...
by Fortysomething Fan Girl | Aug 22, 2016 | Arts, Travel
As we grow into Executive Youth some of the things that gave us pleasure as young people – Shakin’ Stevens, Vesta curry and pints of snakebite for example – lose their appeal. This is why the Edinburgh Festival Fringe is extra special. It is a feature of...
by Fortysomething Fan Girl | Aug 16, 2016 | Arts, Travel
Tuesday August 16th 1977 is a day I shall never forget. On this day I kicked a small, Spanish girl in the head. I hadn’t meant to; she’d run in front of the swing I was playing on and I didn’t know how to say ‘Mind out!’ in her...
