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There are nine days until my 30th birthday. In light of these single digit days, I have revamped my 29 list: Call Embassy if passport doesn’t appear. Write blog posts that aren’t lists. Outline new projects. Read my 20th book of the year, and possibly more. Pop my ear. My cold from last week has moved into my right ear. Never has the phrase ‘blow it out your ear’ meant so much. Watch people bake Cakes for Japan, Edinburgh –…
Last April, I condensed my list of Things To Do Before I’m 30 into 29 Resulotions. Number 10a and 10b on that 16 item list goes something like this: Read all the books I’ve left unread/people have thrown at me. Not buy another book for myself until the above item is checked off. (Except The Girl Who Kicked The Hornets’ Nest.) Well. I failed. Not by much, because I had this in mind and not a lot of money in…
Some of you may remember my quest to get back to my natural hair colour before I turn 30…next month. I went shopping yesterday, something I don’t do very often. My roots/fake colour in a full-length mirror was a scary sight to behold. My nick-name lately has been Two-Tone Tessie. On the way home, I bought some magic in a box. I used it this morning to ‘blend my roots’. They blended quite nicely as I watched Judge Judy for…
