I Overpaid for My House, and I'm Glad I Did.
The sellers had a very healthy opinion of their house. Annoyingly, I shared it.
At 51, I have somehow found myself back on a horse
I feel I should get at least some sort of Britishness credit. After all, I am basically equestrian adjacent by birth. Regal, even.
The Trip She Didn’t Ask For
She wanted to go shopping in New York, so I took her fly fishing in Colorado.
I wanted Steve Martin, I got Del Boy
Everyone was raised by a legend, apparently. I wasn't.
My mother is meeting me in London. She's bringing her liquidiser
I took her to 6th Street, the dirty side. At 70 years old, she danced on the bar at Coyote Ugly and did her first ever Jello shot at The Piano Bar.
And Now for Something Completely Different...
I'm British. We don't do therapy retreats in California. We have a cuppa tea and get on with it. But something had to change.
When Did Inconvenience Become a Nightmare?
Massive generalization here, but Brits do love the word “nightmare,” my mother included. A delay was a nightmare. Traffic was a nightmare. A long flight was a nightmare. A queue was a nightmare. A change of plan was a...
Spring Break: A Very American Phenomenon
I grew up in working-class Britain. School holidays meant you were legally allowed to not be in school. The bar was low.
