This morning I felt a shiver under the Michelsberg duvet, sadly seasonal, rather than salacious in its nature. Whilst many in Europe are still basting away on loungers in their sun-soaked juices, we Brits must now face the more ‘meteorologically challenging’ months to come. Having just read “The Great Alone” – an Alaskan based treasure…
Since Michelsberg Towers opened it’s doors on April 12th, it’s been blissfully manic. Despite the first three months of the year sat on my derriere doing sweet Fanny Adams, I actually felt like I’d earned a break, and was frothing with enthusiasm for our family half-term holiday to ‘Scarbados’ on the East Coast. With a…
Last night, I shed a tear. After nine series and one hundred and thirty four episodes, my favourite TV series, ‘Suits’, came to an end. Since March 2020, I’ve lived and breathed the antics of the impeccably well dressed, high flying lawyer, Harvey Specter, and genuinely feel like I’ve lost a friend. There are telly…