The Local Arts Nights
You know how it is. If you want something to happen, organise it yourself. Even if it is an ambitious concoction of culture, chat PLUS the necessity of people paying tickets for entry. And thus it was, when I was trying to be interested during football practise in Thornhill Square one night that I bumped into my neighbour Jeff. Read More…
The Travel Book Club Says…
Travel Book Club (9) – Bonnes Vacances! – Rosie Millardby Collette Walsh on May 27, 2013 in Reviews, The Travel Book Club, TV/Radio slots Read More…
Stories from the Squeezed Middle
This is my own small riposte for the online film of a woman taking 15 mins to double park. I am a brilliant double parker. Here is the example of my stellar parking last weekend. Into a tiny slot, first time, never bothered a) the kerb or b) anyone else’s bumper. Of course when I showed this picture to a man, he scoffed and said I had ACRES of space at either end. Fish eye lens, my friend, is my response. It was very very tight. Read More…
Anti snoring device #1 (easy) and #2 (painful)
No, Mr Millard didn’t always snore. But recently…its been a bit noisy chez nous.
So he has tried two things. This is the first. The Good Night Snoring Ring. Read More…
Goal Orientated
This is to inspire myself. This is me last year. Having done the Finchley 20, a masochistic race run by (largely) men in singlets. Nobody is in fancy dress. Nobody is there cheering by the wayside. It’s a great race though, because it is devoid of the above, so it is just about running. Read More…
A string quartet in your house – my latest Angel column
Ever had a string quartet play in your home? I started to notice something odd in our neighbourhood when I was bringing my daughter back from Brownies. Every Tuesday evening I would see people lugging large intstrument cases into my neighbour Anna’s house. I was intrigued. I didn’t really think that Anna, a journalist and formidable gardener, was tied up with the Mafia, but in Islington you never know. One week, we arrived back a bit later than usual and discovered the answer. The most amazing chamber music was pouring out into the evening air. Thus I found out about the London String Players. Read More…
A day in Newcastle (pet)
So, here I am in Newcastle and this is the view from my hotel room window. Twenty years after living here, I’ve been sent to report for the Telegraph on how it’s changed. The transformation is astonishing. All the tumbledown areas by the Quayside have been transformed into flats, or new business quarters, or restaurants. Or the Law Courts. There is no Disco Boat bobbing on the Tyne. Instead, on the opposite bank is the giant Baltic and the beautiful shiny Sage concert hall, which looks like some sort of oceanic shell-like creature. Read More…
Want to take your children globetrotting?
I did. I decided it would be a great idea to take my four children, then aged 4, 6, 9 and 12, and my long-suffering husband on a trip which had only been achieved once before by the then President of France, Charles de Gaulle. This was to visit all the tiny islands and slivers of jungle which France still calls its own. I spoke schoolgirl French; the rest of the family, none at all. Read More…
The joys of high fat low carb
Yes, I have just finished the first tranche of the Educogym diet. I’ll be writing it up for the Lady next week, but just to say that after losing nearly 6lbs and 3% body fat I feel amazing. Read More…
Post run analysis
Yes, well it is quite a long way. But as long as you can put off the one side of your brain which is going STOP! STOP! by amusing it with looking at the crowd and working out whether that person beside the crash barrier. Read More…
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