I met Emma Thompson this time last week. HAVE I MENTIONED IT? As a result, my desire to be her has grown to sick and disturbing proportions. I have a relationship with Emma Thompson based on admiration and lust, with that pulse accelerating pinch of jealousy that comes from knowing she IS the close gal-pal […]
My Old Dad, upon watching the start of QI, would give a nod and an affirmative declaration to each guest he approved of as Fry introduced them. “Bill Bailey!” – “Uh-Huh…Good” “Sean Lock” – “Yes, great” “Rich Hall” – “Excellent” etc etc… I can only imagine the free-style-street-dance he did in his grave last night […]
This morning the two ends of my cultural spectrum collided in a beautiful and seemingly impossible union. Adorning the cover of the FT Weekend Magazine were two of the people on this planet that make my bumps goose more than others. Together in a matrimony of high pop grandeur were two figures I adore. […]
Last year I decided like some kind of massively anal person, to keep a note of every book I read. I hoped that the ever-expanding list would give me a smug glow and the necessary amount of text under my belt to attain the dinner party status of being “well read”. All did not go […]
I love telly. I’m not ashamed to say it. There is something quite comforting about that glowing box in the corner. It has been there always and long may it be the hand that guides me through those “what to do, what to do” moments (as well as those “I really should be blogging/cleaning/cooking/moving moments). […]
Cat by Cat As you can all see this blog of mine is called Bitter Lemon [now Hannah Writes Stuff] and started from a rather frustrated place. But today I have had a simply lovely day, and as someone who suffers from pitiful downs and panicking panics I thought it was worth celebrating. Now […]
