So, big congratulations Cheryl Cole! Unless you've been hiding under a big rock (Cheryl's is big enough to hide under actually) or maybe you live in a warm enlightened place where innate showbiz chatter bypasses your life (congratulations) you'll know that Cheryl's gone and married her boyfriend Jean-Bernard Fernandez Versini after just THREE MONTHS of knowing each other.
Have you ever felt that perhaps you have too much money? That the money you have set aside for a house, a car or that kidney transplant a doctor has told you that you critically need, could be put to better use? Perhaps it could be better spent making someone else's hand worth more than most people's car, well then perhaps you, like myself, have recently decided to get engaged.
Moving in together seemed like the most logical thing to do. That was, until I started to tell people our news. Instead of receiving the "congratulations" I'd anticipated, reactions from friends and family have ranged from harmless teasing - "whoah that's a big step" - to the downright accusational -"isn't that a bit soon?".
Like a kid playing whack-a-mole at Time Zone, the nurse slammed Archie's newborn mouth at your nipple several times over, and that's when it first dawned on me that breastfeeding was not as easy as I'd imagined. But I learned about 'attachment' and that it was a matter of practice and felt we'd be high-fiving our way down milky street in no time.
When we were little girls we listened to fairy tales like Rapunzel and Sleeping Beauty. As we grew up, we watched movies like Pretty Woman. All contribute to fairy-tale brainwash, the belief that the right man or woman will just show up in our life at the right place and right time, without us having to do anything to make it happen.
Last year, while I was home alone, I had discovered something that sent a wave of shock through me. I had ventured into the basement for a work out when it was to my dismayed surprise that I noticed a very old robin stuck in our window well. I knew he was old because he he had grey tufts of hair surrounding his head like a halo, and the poor little guy didn't move very much.
So it seems that Disney has moved with the times, as it is the more recent princesses that symbolise true female role models. Merida, a new princess from Brave, shows that Disney has tossed aside the snow-white, angelic style. Instead, the bushy, ginger-haired scruff ball, is a free-spirited and powerful girl...
The last time a professional did my make-up (and I use that term loosely), I came off looking like a very grumpy doll on amphetamines. The hair was too fixed, my eyelashes had been
teased yanked into curly spiders and the make-up enshrined my face in a layer of powder, blush and lipstick that screamed: I am so ugly I need this much make-up to hide what I truly look like.
My darling Hubby and I embark on the 10-hour train from Puno to Cusco as part of our Peruvian honeymoon. It's three days into our marriage and I still find myself feeling warm and fuzzy. We have reached one of life's biggest milestones and, reflecting on the whirlwind of excitement surrounding our wedding, we realise it has been character building in itself.