How many times has someone said something to you in passing and it has cut you to the core? How many times have you opened your mouth...

So the fourteen days of my self-imposed planned eating are over, how do I feel? Like a yoyo! In what sense you say? Simple, although my...

Day 10 Ok Wednesday went like this … Awake: 5.30 am to one of those nothing is going right mornings. Iron blew, button came off trousers...

Day 7 ( half way point) Awake: 7.30 am strange sleep, woke up with one trainer on having dreamt that I took part in a Triathlon...

Day 6 Awake: 6am, I know! Forgot to shut the curtains Exercise: Quick walk down Hyndland Road, Byres Road then back up Great Western Road...

Day 5 Awake: 5.30 am wide awake and full of energy. That is a complete lie, I did the ten minutes more routine. Feeling slightly rough...

Day 2 Thought I might struggle a bit today as I was really quiet tired from a sleepless night Awake: 5.30am Coffee (Black) Exercise:...

Ok so it is day one and here we go … Awake: 5am, coffee, shower and many many yawns. Forgot it was Bank Holiday and work would not be...

Over the next fourteen days, starting from Monday 26th May 2014, I am going to keep a ”diary” in the Bridget Jones style but with a...

To adapt a quote from one of my “heroines” Sophia Petrillo, picture it, Cumbernauld, 1999, Friday morning,  but the problem is I can’t...

This is the only Blog where I will use the word menopause, I decided to write this as honestly as I can for two reasons. One, to sort my...