Bird

My darlings, how I have missed you while I have been lying about in the sun getting drunk and neglecting everything. But now I am

Here’s a nice little bit of misogyny for the weekend. Some no-mark survey comes out that says how women piss each other off on Facebook

I’ve never had a tattoo. It’s not that I don’t like them, I do, a lot. I even moved in with a bloke once because

I know when I’ve had a drink, I might try and post on your profile babe, maybe have a little chat – even try and

Facebook, dear Facebook, I’ve missed you so bad, I just keeping thinking Of those great times we had, I made you a cake, It’s not

I have discussed with various friends from Facebook about the difference between real and virtual relationships. Friends that are fully committed to the virtual world

Just around the corner from where I live is a house that has regular parties for swingers, people come from miles around for a night

Last night I was accused of cheating because I’ve not permanently deleted my Facebook account, and it’s not the first time I’ve been labelled a

Since I quit Facebook I’ve been to London quite a lot, and, apart from the heady tincture of tramp that wafted towards me when I