I’ve decided to start a new weekly (ish) post on what has been the rose and the thorn of my week in honour of my friend, Jenna. Basically the rose is the best bit and the thorn is the worst, we like to keep life simple.
The rose this week has been breaking with adulting. I’ve been off my day job for a week and loving it. Loads of writing has been done, house is spick and span and I’ve been to Leeds, Liverpool and Manchester (check out my Instagram). In fact, I’ve had so much of a good time that I think at 42, I’m ready to retire. Sadly it ain’t going to happen unless anyone would like to sponsor me, so I’ve got to get back to the grindstone tomorrow but it was fun while it lasted.
The thorn, and I hate to be so stereo-typically British, but it’s the weather. What is going on? I started the week in thick snow, spent most of the rest of the time looking out of the window at torrential rain and then ended it bathed in sunshine. How is a boy to plan outfits? I’m off to the Cotswolds next weekend so might just take an astronaut suit and be done with it.