I’m four months away from marrying a very cool dude. Said very cool dude is 6”4 tall though, I look like a bogie next to him. You can easily imagine how these past couple of years had me developing a case of Napoleon Syndrome – I stomp and bark quite a lot. I’m like a gremlin you fed after 12am (and the resemblance involves more than the character, think similar height and hair style – now call me Franklin please).
Style & Red wine
Oh HEY! Roses are red, grass is greener and trees have leaves now – have you fallen back in love with what happens beyond your bus stop yet? We’re growing French beans and cucumbers on our balcony, so I like to think that I’m making one with nature now. You can even hear them chanting Green Freddie.