Another weekend without Mr. Magnolia.  And the sun was out.  The sky was this tehnicolour, swirling blue, like my mother’s blue crystal ashtray that she bought in Stockholm in 1962 for my Dad back in New York. Today was just a day to thank who ever you believe in for being alive.  Ah, but I […]
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If I had a pound for every time someone asked me why I was still single, I would be cruising around the Med in a luxury yacht with my harem of male Dolce and Gabbana models, most probably not giving a damn about my single status. I agree on paper, it doesn’t quite add up.  […]
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Your parents did it, your grandparents did it, and you do it (and if you’re thinking you don’t, then you’re doing it to yourself right now). Lying!! We’re all big fat liars, people have been telling lies since, well since people have been people. Essentially, despite how much we like to laud ourselves as a […]
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Wow, I seem to have gone through a wormhole to a parallel universe – that of the Hitched. In my Year of Many Dates, I’d forgotten what that universe was like. No more scowling at snogging couples on the train. No dashing home to check for messages and views at the expense of cleaning the […]
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A lot of you fellas were about 4 when this movie came out, but for those of you who weren’t, ya’ll will remember the scene in the movie where Harry and Sally are having brunch (that wonderful New York institution that I miss so much on gorgeous sunny sunglasses Sunday’s like today) after both had […]
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I thought I’d tell you all about a married woman I once met. But no it’s not about you. Or you. Or even you. And look before we go any further yes I’ve indeed dallied with those who are otherwise ensconced. But regarding this particular person though. Well that was a little different. Different because […]
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FEBRUARY FUN AND FROLICS really got under way on Tuesday night with another fun-filled party from our fabulous founder, Julia, without whom so many of us would be floundering in the flaccid flames of an unfulfilled fire. Thanks to TBW’s third successful party, the furnace inside us is burning brightly once again as timid typists […]
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Friday morning was pouring with rain and it didn’t stop all day.  After a tour of the contemporary art gallery district in West Chelsea (the shift from the old galleries of Soho is now interestingly moving to the Lower East Side, including the New Museum on the Bowery – www.newmuseum.org), we headed to a one […]
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How on earth did I get from living in a loft apartment in trendy Hoxton (yes, I had the obligatory exposed brick wall and it was so gorgeous I used to spend hours just admiring it) to sharing student digs in a provincial town in the south of Spain? Why did I give up a […]
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New York Diary Part 1 Flying over the snowy wastes of Maine, I reflected that it had been 9 years since I was last in New York. As the plane passed Boston, the white patches far below changed to green and brown, and by the time we started the descent over the Hamptons, it could […]
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