On British fashion

Liz cannot understand why warm, waterproof clothing cannot be both practical and aesthetically pleasing.

On googling and stalking

Liz appears to have a blog stalker at Google, which is ironic seeing as she usually uses Google to stalk others...

On 'interesting' hotel locations

Liz is trying to decide which is more amusing - that her hotel's opposite a sex shop & tattoo parlour, or that the hotel receptionist thought she & C were a couple...

On the beginning of the carol singing season

Liz has had her first descant induced head-rush...and thus the Christmas singing season has well & truly begun.

On having a theological celebrity as a father

Liz had the bizarre experience this morning of eating breakfast whilst listening to her Dad on the radio - discussing women's ordination with Catholics, brave man.

On driving instructors who fail to turn up for lessons

Liz is probably going to have to fire her driving instructor which means the mission to find a new one should probably begin...

On missing out on exciting tourist attractions

Liz is gradually recovering from the disappointment of not having had enough time to visit the Pencil Museum this morning

On being in Cumbria the day the floods hit

Liz: severe weather warning + heavy rain = floods and a very long journey back to the metropolis...

On working with the wrong kind of male colleague

Liz is in a gorgeous hotel in the rather lovely Keswick - it's just a shame she's not in the company of someone more interesting than a colleague...

On the restorative power of Julie Andrews

Liz should never underestimate the power of the Sound of Music in fraught commuting conditions.

On the over-commercialisation of Christmas (in mid-November)

Liz now has to accept that Christmas is inevitably drawing closer - the Holiday Coke advert's just been on.

On early nights, on a Friday

Liz wonders why, with all London has to offer, she's grateful to be in her PJs before 10pm on a Friday? Hello - life needed over here please - thank you.

On the mispronunciation of place names

Liz can't believe it's taken over an hour to book a hotel in Keswick, but is amused that the person she booked it with pronounced it "Kes-wick".

On the bizarre use of photos

Liz is deeply disturbed that her face is being used as an education aid for Morven's geordie pupils...

On the Inuit nativity #2

Liz is now even more excited about the Inuit nativity having discovered that not only does it have an igloo, it's got a canoe and a Polar Bear!

On injuries whose cause can be totally misconstrued

Liz has somehow sprained her jaw, no idea how that happened...

On the return of winter

Liz has welcomed the hot water bottle back with hoody-covered open arms.

On surviving her first driving lesson in 5 years

Liz can't quite believe she just drove up the Old Kent Road...

On nervous anticipation and downright fear

Liz is fearing tomorrow morning just slightly, though the innocent people of Bermondsey should probably fear more...

On the Inuit nativity #1

Liz is delighted to hear that the latest addition to the Clutterbuck international nativity collection is an Inuit one, complete with igloo...

On late night tube travel

Liz witnessed a mighty act of passenger co-operation on the northern line in breaking up a potentially huge bitch fight. Simultaneously amusing, heart-warming and oh so slightly terrifying.

On ridiculous disruptions

Liz knows that there's no smoke without fire, but does the smell of smoke on a train really necessitate the suspension of the Jubilee Line on a very wet Friday evening?

On ignoring criticism from an idiot boy

Liz is going to ignore the criticism of her status updates and will carry on in the way she has become accustomed. So there

On inadvertantly increasing carbon emissions whilst trying to reduce them

Liz is using two laptops, 3 lights and assorted other electrical appliances whilst putting together a children's activity on carbon reduction...oh the irony.

On collective nouns #2

Liz's collective noun of the day: a 'piteousness' of doves. (Hopefully less controversial than a loveliness of ladybirds!)

On collective nouns #1

Liz has a new favourite collective noun: a 'loveliness' of ladybirds.

On maintaining self-control in the face of temptation

Liz has faced off with a box of Krispy Kremes and won.