This short and sweet post was actually supposed to be long and sweeter; an excited post in which I would blab on about the BodyPower Expo

Contrary to the recent belief, time is the most precious commodity, not loo roll. Then there’s the massive issue of a pandemic...

I’m sure you’re already bored of the coronavirus and lockdown conversations - so I’ll spare you all of that and get to the point

It’s that time of year again - you know that time when a quick “pop out to the supermarket for an item” is non-existent because queues are backed up through the aisles to the back walls. When best dressed streetlights have nighttime looking pretty. When aeroplanes damn near land in people's front gardens due to their excessive (in my opinion) lights. When people continuously feign shock* at the fact that I don’t actually like turkey. *I pray that their shock is feigned coz it

5’3”, caribbean descent, a lil shy sometimes, nearly 40 and do not have a big booty - can I be a model? See how I'm bringing sexy back.

Why have I called this section on my website ‘A bit of me’? Why didn’t I just call it ‘Blog’ like “normal” people would? Welcome to my world