By Laura Hutchinson
DUNDRUM Shopping Centre is not my favourite place in the world. It’s just a hub for every Ugg-wearing young teen within a 40-mile radius.
By Laura Hutchinson
I WON'T lie to you, I generally hate fairs of any kind. Gadget fairs, fashion fairs, craft fairs.
By Laura Hutchinson
IT’S no secret that I can’t cook. If you’ve followed this column from the beginning, you’ll know that I once set fire to my micro-ave while trying to re-heat dessert. Yes, set fire. As in, flames and ash.
NOT SO DUMB BLONDE
By Laura Hutchinson
I SUPPOSE most of you spent the Christmas holidays with your family, singing carols, eating pudding and generally basking in the warm glow of familial love. Oh how I envy you. Me? I spent it being blackmailed by my little brother.
By Laura Hutchinson
I’LL be returning home from New York with two less teeth. Certainly not something I had included in my itinerary before arriving, but after several days of jaw-numbing pain, I had to fit it in.
By Laura Hutchinson
IT was a day like any other. And, by that, I of course mean that it was totally jinxed.
By Laura Hutchinson
SO I’ve decided to take up knitting. (Quiet in the back.) I’ve had a few very stressful weeks, so a nice relaxing hobby was called for.
By Laura Hutchinson
SO I’m on the bus, right? Normally, I walk home from work, but it’s a four-and-a-half kilometre stroll and some days I’m just not up for it.
By Laura Hutchinson
SHOPPING For a wedding dress isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. I mean, they tell you it’s supposed to be a magical day – a day when you get to feel like a princess, and be treated like one too.
By Laura Hutchinson
THERE are few things worse than being stuck somewhere you don’t want to be. Such was my dilemma recently.