Sep 8, 2017 | A Day In My Life
A day in the life? This should be entitled what a difference a few years make. A few short years ago I had a great career on the police force, was happily married to a handsome assistant district attorney, living in Boston, firmly on the side of truth and justice....
Sep 7, 2017 | A Day In My Life
I start the morning with lemon in hot water, a probiotic yoghurt and some almonds. There’s no use a beauty therapist having dog-rough skin from bacon butties and too much coffee. Then it used to be the gym, but gym membership was one of the first things to go. After...
Sep 6, 2017 | A Day In My Life
I emerged from the cool, dim interior of the distillery and cast an eye toward the sky. A storm was brewing. Seems I could’ve chosen a better day to abandon my role as silent partner at Abbey Glen to lend a hand with the spring-cleaning. I was filthy and overdue for a...
Sep 5, 2017 | A Day In My Life
I’m hiding in the lab. Again. Ironic. The room with bio hazardous waste feels like the safest place at Rxcellence. Of course, safety is an illusion, like control. The more we think we have it, the more we’re at risk of losing it. Experience has taught me that. And...
