Hard to interpret notes from a honeymoon…

So I was a totally dedicated little blogger and while I was on my honeymoon I kept notes on things that happened and stories that I wanted to tell.

When I got home I lost that piece of paper. I knew it had to be in the house somewhere but to be honest its been really fucking hot in the last week and I had a lot of Masterchef to watch with Bonnie and I until now I couldn’t be arsed finding it.

Good news for the 5 people who read my ramblings (and especially to the lovely Jen who said she was looking forward to my next post, bless her cotton socks)…I found it.

So here is what I deemed suitable blog topics to expand upon when I returned from my honeymoon…

  • Trying to get free things for being on honeymoon
  • How much shit I have to do before I get into bed
  • Obsessive Compulsive Tanning
  • Nightmares and phobias
  • Mosquito wrangler
  • Fucked up trip to Phi Phi
  • “I think I know what’s wrong…you’re not paddling as strong as me”

To be honest, because I only made notes they are a little hard to interpret and there are some “suggested topics” that I’m looking at and wondering what on earth I thought I could talk about, but I’ll expand on a few… Continue reading


If only life was really like a honeymoon…

…You would have every excuse to eat ice-cream and sorbet at 2.30 in the afternoon, every afternoon, just cos you wanted to. (And you would know that the calories don’t count cos you are on honeymoon).

You feel loved up and very lucky…and more so than usual cos everyone expects you to be loved up and feeling lucky. It would be a shame to disappoint them by being hateful and bitter.

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