Happy Thanksgiving to my friends in the U.S.! I always get a bit sad about being abroad at Thanksgiving. I love it just as much as Christmas, since it’s a time to be with family without the worry of finding the right gift. Speaking of gifts, one of you won Ben Cohen’s 2014 calendar. Huzzah!… Continue reading It’s a happy Thanksgiving for the winner of Ben Cohen’s calendar
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Win Christmas romance novellas & see Ben Cohen’s very last Strictly dance
It was a sad night, friends. Ben Cohen was knocked out of Strictly Come Dancing. 🙁 Honest to God, I’m gobsmacked. I’m no dancer, but I thought his Charleston was great. It was definitely the most fun dance of the night. So here it is…his last dance on Strictly. Pat L, this is particularly for… Continue reading Win Christmas romance novellas & see Ben Cohen’s very last Strictly dance
Giveaway: Rugby player Ben Cohen will hang out at your house all year
I missed a very important date last Thursday. I mentioned it on Twitter, but I’d wanted to mark it on this blog, too. My excuse is that Thursday was my first day home after five days in Ethiopia and two days running workshops for the charity partners funded by the foundation I work for. I… Continue reading Giveaway: Rugby player Ben Cohen will hang out at your house all year
Ben Cohen shakes his groove thang for equality
A couple of weeks ago I wrote about Ben Cohen, a hugely successful English rugby player who’s taking part in the British TV show Strictly Come Dancing. He’s doing it to raise awareness of the Ben Cohen StandUp Foundation, which funds organizations that are fighting homophobia and bullying. He’s also ridiculously cute. But that’s not… Continue reading Ben Cohen shakes his groove thang for equality
My guiltiest pleasure
For the last few years, I’ve had a secret obsession that only my husband knows about, but this year it’s become so bad that I can’t keep my mouth shut. People, I love Strictly Come Dancing. For those of you who’ve never heard of it, it’s the British TV show that Dancing with the Stars… Continue reading My guiltiest pleasure