Happy Sunday!
Okay, I know, the weather is lousy (a trip to the corner shop for coffee and milk has put to bed plans for a nice walk this afternoon) but January is nearly over which means that spring is one step closer - hurray!
Okay, I admit, I have reasons for my new-found optimism.  Firstly, an offer I put in on a lovely little one bed flat in Walthamstow was accepted on Friday, which means that I am about to spunk 90% of my life savings in one go and get myself into horrendous debt for the next 25 years - yippee!  Seriously though, I'm well chuffed.  Don't worry, I am well aware that it could all go belly up before completion but I'm one step closer to fulfilling one of my biggest life goals.

And that's not all.  The owner of the City Pride pub, Luigi, has agreed for me to hold a little exhibition in his function room - cool, eh?  Again, I'm not getting too excited until it actually happens, but hopefully from 18th February for two weeks, Tuesday to Friday, you'll be able to pop along and have a gander at my stuff - oh, and Luigi is going to be offering a discount on his authentic Italian food for anyone visiting the show.  I know I for one will be taking advantage of his hospitality... get the dates in your diary.
But before I leave you all too it to go chase my mortgage broker and design my exhibition poster, I leave you with a final thought.  Yesterday I finished Miranda Hart's book, Is It Just Me?  Okay, I admit it Miranda, it took me a while to warm to your style, but it has been a while since reading about yoga and motherhood has made me laugh out loud on the tube.  And, as for the last chapter on Dreams, the lady has it spot on.  You see, Ms Hart always wanted to be a comedy actress, but it wasn't until her mid twenties that she even dared admit it to herself.  And, love her or hate her, you have to admit the girl's done good.  And she never would have if she hadn't taken that deep breath and put herself out there.  Which, come the 18th February, I shall be doing once more, this time with my art.  Wish me luck.  Oh, and if you come along and decide that you hate it, I won't be offended if you forget to tell me...

Happy Sunday one and all!
Well, I hope you are all taking it easy and making sure you get a break from the housework, unlike Lisa here who, even when she's at work, can't help herself but to grab a mop and bucket and get stuck in.  Any excuse to wear her Clean Queen apron...
As I type I am sat in Mama and Papa Berry's lounge, chilling after a day of fun and frolics with the extended family - think plenty of wine, Charades and amazing cheesecake courtesy of big sis and you get the idea!  But today, rather than searching Rightmove for flats, I've found myself rather distracted... by holidays.
I don't know about you lot but I need to escape from the drudgery of January - or at least know I have something in the diary.  The problem is, most people don't seem to be free until June - my sis can't even squeeze in a spa day before May - and I'm GAGGING for a break!  
What to do?  Well, if nothing comes up soon, I'm going to do what I do best - bugger off on my own.  Probably not very far, but just to get away from it all.  Maybe a weekend in Bristol, or perhaps even a jolly over to France... oh, decisions, decisions!  You see, sometimes in life, if there's something you really want to do, you should just go ahead and do it, because, if you don't, chances are you'll only live to regret it.  At the end of the day, life's too short, and it isn't waiting for anyone.  
Now off you go people - it's time to grab the world by its bits and have a bit of fun.  Enjoy...

Evening all!

Well, it’s Sunday evening and I’ve been busy doing nothing – well, trying to, anyway.  You see, my New Year’s Resolution is to do less so today, rather than running around like a mad woman, I’ve been pottering at home.  Okay, so the pottering included cleaning, ironing and beginning my de-clutter, but it was quite restful by my standards... read more in my Anglo Info blog.  Oh, and let me know if you take on my new mantra too!

Anyway, back to my day.  Yep, you read that correctly – I am de-cluttering.  Those of you who have visited my flat are probably rolling your eyes and muttering “about bloody time” – you see, another mantra of mine is “love me, love my tut” – but I’m not getting rid of it all by any means, just streamlining.  A bit.  Yes yes, I’ve read all the magazine articles and heard about Feng Shui and know that having a home clear of clobber is supposed to be good for the mind, body and soul, but my stuff is part of me.  A majority of my nick-knacks are presents or bits I have picked up on my travels, and my books are full of inspiration and ideas that I wouldn’t want to lose.  Okay, so I don’t really need to buy CDs anymore or get my photos printed out, but, despite my new Smart telly (which so far I have managed to use without difficulty thank you very much!), I am still something of a technophobe and can’t quite get my head around the concept of keeping all my bits and pieces on the “cloud” - or whatever you call it.

So there you go – my excuse for not extending my “less is more” mantra to my belongings.  A friend who is much better at these things than me is Lisa – who was sporting the “Clean Queen” pinny I made her for Christmas whilst she did her housework yesterday.  Look out for the photo which I will add to my “crafts” page in due course.

Well, that’s all from me folks – I’m off to watch a DVD and paint my nails.  Mmm, I could get used to this new lifestyle...

Happy New Year everyone!
Well I hope you all had a restful and fun-filled Holiday season.  I was one of the lucky ones and haven't been to work since Christmas Eve and am feeling much better for the break.  However Monday is looking less than merry right now...
So, I don't know about you lot, but other than catching up with family and friends I didn't do an awful lot - which meant I had time to do some serious reading - and writing to boot.  I've finished my short story The Night Before Christmas which you can read here and carried on with novel number 2, which is now at 56,000 words and counting - woo hoo!  Oh, and before I take the plunge and investigate self publishing, I've contacted

 a couple of agents this week in the hope that my first attempt at a novel, Faith Hope and Chocolate, will finally be snapped up by one of them first.  Keep everything crossed for me...
Well, I would go on to talk about New Years Resolutions but I plan to write about that next week in my blog for Anglo Info - so keep your eyes peeled if you want to hear more.
Well, that's all from me for now - I want to watch a DVD on my new telly before I go to bed and have a hectic day of massage, brunch and photography exhibitions tomorrow.  No rest for the wicked, eh?