Public Displays of Affection – or PDAs – can mean anything from a peck on the cheek to squeeze of another type of cheek. All in all though, I can’t stand them. Call me grumpy, call me gloomy, if you’re northern then go for ‘mardy’, but I can’t help how […]

It was a couple of nights ago that I was in bed and re-reading Twilight that I recognised those familiar butterflies flitting around my stomach. The problem was of course, was that this wasn’t caused by Meyer’s perfectly beautiful rendering of the sparkly Edward Cullen reminding me of my own […]