Originally due to be published on Christmas Eve, I was struck down in the prime of life with coughing, spluttering, on-the-verge-of-death flu and have only just recovered enough in order to post. Whilst sorry for the delay I hope you can now settle down with the dregs of the selection box and cast your mind …
So, Aimee loves Christmas. LOVES it. Me? Well I struggle a little bit. For the majority of my life Christmas was spent in a godforsaken town that my nanna had the misfortune of existing in. Mum and I would set off on Christmas Eve with a bin bag full of presents, a few rapidly …
Friends. Now there’s a contentious issue. And I’m not talking about whether or not they were on a break. Nope, I’m talking about best friends, worst ‘friends’, real ones, pretend ones, the good, the bad and the ugly. Not to mention Facebook. Friends come in all different guises and it never fails to shock me …