nesskingsley

I inhale white chocolate, and do the same with Georgette Heyer's books. So this post makes perfect sense.

grave deskisions

You take selfies with your desk. You get your Mum to take pictures of you and your desk .

I returned home and started working in an office job. And then I discovered that I had a lump in my breast. (The two ... are not connected.)

My bookworm soul was beginning to bear an unflattering resemblance to Jabba the Hutt.

I’m blaming Amazon Prime – it’s given me unrealistic expectations.