Despicable Me

Happy egg after an overseas trip Don’t let anybody tell you it started with the chicken. It was most definitely the egg. In fact, it was several of them, half a dozen to be exact. This was the first time in Dubai that I had to sell my earth-mother soul. It’s quite the conundrum, because…

Crapmas

Enjoyment against all odds 1pm yesterday revealed a great disappointment. We had intended to attend the tree lighting at the Montgomerie (swanky golf club managed by swankier hotel chain The Address.) closer inspection to the website had revealed it was on the 11th, not on the 10th as I had imagined. Now WHY would they…

The spleen of the desert.

In what will prove to indicate the surreal la-de-da quality of my “housewife without work” life, this morning I attended a “House of Colour” morning in the Arabian Ranches. Now, you may be surprised that I am not going to discuss the morning – which incidentally was not a religious meditative retreat, nor was it…