The BBC Breakfast studio is really small and really dark and they seat you a good three feet away from the presenters so you feel as if you are talking to them across a chasm. Also that backdrop is painted on the wall. Who knew!? I had spent the previous thirty minutes before appearing on …
Today is an exceptionally wonderful day. And most days out here are. But today is especially so. I got some really amazing news at 6.04am as I stood blurry eyed over the porridge pot making Lula’s breakfast. I can’t tell you what just yet but will do in due course. Anyway feeling happy equates to …
We have seven days before we head back to London. I can’t believe we’ve been away 7 months. It’s been easily the best 7 months of my life so I’m kind of reeling with premature holiday blues whilst also enjoying the best time of the trip so far. Not that it’s over. On the one …
I was already feeling like an inferior human being. This mainly thanks to having spent Sunday at Ku De Ta. A place so striving to be cool it can’t even spell itself correctly. A place so filled to the brim with the beautiful people that it hurt to look for too long in one direction. …
The question ‘Can we live here?’ becomes rhetorical in Bali. Like it’s followed by a silent ‘Do bears shit in the woods?’ Can we live here? What do you reckon? The neighbours live in a 200 year old teak house. John looks at it. ‘I feel bad. It’s like they’re living in the potting shed.’ …
The hindu goddess of wealth gave me a wax today. Well she was called Lakshmi. But she should have been called Vishnu after the God of destruction. When I was lying there on the flowery tablecloth, the line Samuel L. says in Jackie Brown (?) sprang to mind – ‘I’m going to get medieval on …
The Tibetan boy (he’s not like a boy boy, more like 25). I get the Tibetan boy. Tara gets the woman. I wonder whether boys know what pedicures are let alone how to actually GIVE one. But I sit. And smile politely. And think that at least it’s not a bikini wax. It’s just feet. …
Today in money. 7p bottle of filtered water £1.50 fruit salad and granola & honey, lemon and ginger tea 12p 3 x samosas 66p autorickshaw £6 hour long spa pedicure (totally necessary ok) £1.05 two sweet lime waters 66p autorickshaw 5p loo roll £1.30 vodka & tonic £1 chocolate mousse fudge tart £3 salad and …
I am crossing Hungerford Bridge with my best friend Nichola. We are intellectually critiquing a film we have just seen. ‘He is seriously buff.’ ‘Yes seriously. I think though it might be illegal in some parts of America for us to fancy him.’ We are locked into a discussion on the finer details of Jacob’s twelve pack …
‘Mummy, I just want to be prettier still.’ ‘Sweetheart you don’t need hairclips in your hair to be pretty.’ ‘No. I need to wear bracelets too. I need to be more prettier.’ Damn. How did this happen? How did our three year old daughter become so obsessed by her looks and notions of beauty? That’s …
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