The secret diary of a reluctant pole dancer
I really hate exercising. I hate it so much that I try extremely hard to avoid it and I am relatively successful at doing just that. A good friend feels exactly the… Read More
Hong Kong to Hanoi…by bike
I went to a dinner party last Saturday and, on one side, found myself sitting next to a guy I couldn’t help but be rather impressed by: about three years ago he… Read More
The joy of 24 hour spas
When I first arrived here some five or so years ago, I naturally assumed that any spa offering round-the-clock services was probably to be avoided at all costs. It wasn’t until a… Read More
The Green corridor
I feel very lucky to live a hop, skip and a jump away from the Green Corridor/Old Railway Track/Rail Corridor…whatever you want to call it. Each and every time I am here,… Read More
Sponsored Post: SK-II & Your Skin’s Destiny
I have been ‘in a relationship’ with SK-II ever since my Mother-in-Law went to a school reunion here in Singapore, about five years ago now. The youngest looking person in the room… Read More
In Paris Where…
Mangetout does not mean ‘eat everything’ Rue du Pont is not French for ‘rude to point’ A scarf isn’t only for winter Pain doesn’t hurt …and butter is only at breakfast.… Read More
Stinging Nettle Soup
It doesn’t sound wildly tempting but if you are staying somewhere really rural with a glut of nettles, this is a fun thing to pick and make, it tastes good and, what’s… Read More
