Sitting here, with Netflix suggestion ‘Grace & Frankie’ making background noise, whilst browsing Instagram on my mobile and having inhaled 170g of KitKat Mint…for breakfast…it’s 08:58am on a Monday, all after having a bit of a fright when catching myself in the mirror this morning, it’s time for me to stand up and say, “my name is … More What are big girls made of? Sugar and Instagram.
With it being two weeks since I returned from the tropical paradise of the Cook Island, and to my eyes, the tan working its way down the 50 Shades of Brown scale (“you’re so tanned Sam”, say my colleagues, but what do they know. I need me my freckles!!), I thought it an ideal time … More Rarotonga: too beautiful for even my word quota.
Social Media is great for trickery isn’t it just. I mean, a couple of kodaks here, a couple more there, all of breath-taking scenery and fun times, and the assumption that life is a hoot and is shimmering in gold is sold to all the peepers.
Another public holiday is upon us, this time celebrating the good work of those decent forces troops, ANZACaceries. So, another public holiday means Sambo gets another weekend mini break. But, I didn’t decide on going anywhere new, that my peepers hadn’t seen before, no, not this time, I went back to the beautiful Mount Maunganui. … More You there, rain, you will not wash away our memory making. But okay, I’ll take the trench foot.
I really don’t care for feet, but I like them more than my ex. Anyway, this isn’t a post about how I rate body parts and then compare them to unfortunate wasted years, this is a post about listening to my body, and learning to not abuse it. Starting from the bottom up. Not literally … More My ex said I talked too much. My feet have informed me that I walk too much.
Six months. 6 months. It was six months ago today that I landed in New Zealand. Driving from the airport to the hostel that was to be my home for the first few nights here, the memories, the scenery that I remembered, it was all six months ago. In that short space of time, because … More Many answers to many questions, in one hit. Not one for the easily offended, mind. (Disclaimer)
I’ve always been a keen reader, from a young age my head was constantly in a book. Then as the years went on, and tv shows become addictive, you’re alcohol enjoyment increases, the social circle expands and the ability to nap is null and void, it was becoming much more of a rarity. A few … More So let me get this right, back in the 80s when we thought the world would be full of robot’s in the 00s…we were right?!