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Bunny time!
Now that my hamster Bella is happily fertilising the ground in Crystal Palace park, I miss having a furry friend. So I’m contemplating an upgrade. I want one of these, please!

Did you know rabbits can be trained to come when you call them?! Toilet trained, too! They’re far more intelligent than other small furries. My cousin used to have a bunny who lived outside but would come in through the conservatory, sit on the sofa and watch telly.
Brilliant.
All change, please!
If you’ve stumbled upon this blog before, you may have noticed a few changes. And by ‘a few changes’ I mean ‘a lot of changes’. I’ve moved the blog over to wordpress, for one, which meant a whole new look to go with it. I’ve only ever dabbled with this platform before so do forgive me if there are any teething problems.
And while we’re on the subject of change, my Twitter followers, plus any who’s had the unfortunate honour of speaking to me in the last week or so, will know that hell has frozen over.
By that, I mean I’m leaving Shiny Media. Nope, I never thought I’d see the day either. I’ve been with them for 3 years as a full time employee and much longer than that as a freelancer, so it’s a big deal for me. If you know the company you’ll know there’s been something of a changing of the guard recently, and I felt it was the right time for me to move on too.
It’s time for a change. Being 25 with only one big job on your CV is slightly limiting, and while I have learned so much and had so many amazing experiences during my time at Shiny (not to mention being able to see my baby grow into such a huge site) everyone needs to move on eventually. I realise this is a big 360 from the whole ‘I’m going four days a week’ revelation of recent weeks, but what can I say? In between that and now I got made an offer I couldn’t resist.
I’m very, very excited about my new job, which I’ll tell you all about shortly once I’m there and settled. I’ll still be working online, but I won’t be blogging. I’ll be talking about fashion, but I won’t be a fashion editor.
The plot thickens!





