My husband and I worked our way through the hotel's endless attractions, in the weekend break equivalent of ramming your face with Selection Box chocolates on Christmas morning.
Living in England is not a privilege. Here, everything seems to be taken for granted. Few could imagine how it feels to be prohibited from going back home. Or have the feeling of not being able to try calming your traumatised siblings down after they had to run over corpses of neighbours and friends.
I'm fairly certain that most of my single friends think that since I'm a newlywed, there is nothing I could possibly want- don't I have it all? Besides the pair of over the knee boots I've been eyeing for months, yes, at least when it comes to matters of the heart I feel pretty satisfied to say the least.
A lot of my patients find eating in front of other people especially painful to do. Some need to know exactly what's in their food and drink and how many calories each piece of food has. But these are sensitive issues and the best you can do is to talk calmly and non-judgmentally to your friend or family member. It's not their fault, they are ill - many people think anorexia is a choice. It is not.
I actually think I'm a good parent when I've had a couple of drinks. I laugh more. Loosen up a tad. Let my daughter eat lots of cocktail sausages. I construct creative meals out of buffet foods- piling up her plate with crisps and cake (so she has a good balance of savoury and sweet). And I have fond memories of my own Mum being pissed...
The Christmas period serves up an array of situations that can trigger an anxiety attack. For many of us, spending time with our extended families can cause an increase in stress which may lead to downing that extra glass of mulled wine to get through the day.
I haven't seen Cally Russell in four years and in that time he's founded two startups. This Edinburgh-based entrepreneur is the founder of the award-...
You singularly warp the weakened minds of infants into some vision of unquestioned worship, with the obtaining of mince pies and sherry as your one, despicable goal. How do you sleep at night?
Winter has locals turning out a hearty chat with visitors. Summer has them all busy and going everywhere since the business is brisk and the lure of a quick buck often takes over grace and gratitude. Nightlife in Ibiza during winter months is more than awesome.
Christmas is traditionally a time for families to be together. This can heighten emotions, especially loneliness if you are single as the focus is on happy families at this time of year. It can really highlight the fact that you don't have that special someone to share it with and that can be hard to deal with.
Greener than many of its neighbours, and home to both the highest mountain range in Africa and the source of the mighty Nile, Winston Churchill famously described Uganda as the 'Pearl of Africa'. Unlike much of the country, however, due to its harsh climate and low annual rainfall, the Karamoja region is predominantly a semi-arid plain - causing many problems for the communities who live there.
There will be a least one or two dark winter days, and nights, when I will be on my own. And I'm sure I will be lonely. I work from home, so if I'm having a detox (which I am currently) I can go days without human contact. So I can imagine what it's like for housebound pensioners.
Treat yourself to a Christmas getaway and buy your presents from somewhere different. Pick up a glass of mulled wine, enjoy roasted nuts and festive food bites and take a look at the many stalls booming with handmade gifts. What are you waiting for?
Whilst it's a perfect time to find Christmas presents at dream prices, if you aren't careful you could walk into a Christmas nightmare and become the victim of an online scams! With so many people online, it is a scammers paradise!
There is a significant difference about this year's race however - an historic difference, truth be told. For 62 years, the Official Christmas number one has been decided on the basis of sales alone. This year, the race reflects the changing way that music fans are consuming music.
I confess. I am one of those Christmas-enthusiasts. There is something about sparkling lights and the smell of pine (ok, and maybe eggnog) that restores marvel to my soul. While I deeply honor that this is a tradition tied to the birth of Jesus Christ, I also honor the magic that the holiday season brings in the imagination of our hearts.