Home Life Liz Jones

Liz Jones

LIZ JONES’S DIARY: In which I invite David to stay (I know!)

Shall we have a look at the old scoreboard? Last week, it was David: 1, P: 0. David sent me a Diptyque candle in...

LIZ JONES’S DIARY: In which there’s a birthday bust-up

Oh dear. P had sounded OK at first with the half-finished column I mistakenly sent him. The one that described him as needy, clingy...

Liz Jones’s Diary: In which P gets even more needy

Mmm. Yeah. Am not sure... P didn’t react to my mistakenly sending him a text meant for Nic, saying, ‘Oh well, at least I got three...

LIZ JONES’S DIARY: In which I argue with the new man

My week. Tuesday: extreme wax, hair dye, pedicure. Wednesday: lunch with the mysterious P. Thursday: dinner with the mysterious P. Friday: boyfriend-binning barney. There. Nice!...

LIZ JONES’S DIARY: The lunch date with P, part two

I’m back. I’m staying with my friend while my cottage is being renovated and had told her I was meeting a man for lunch....
Liz Jones's Diary spa

LIZ JONES’S DIARY: In which I prep for my date with P

I don’t know what is making me more nervous: the prospect of unveiling my Maria Schneider bush to the beauty therapist – at least she won’t be able...
Liz Jones illustration

LIZ JONES’S DIARY: In which I face up to the real me

I’ve moved out of the cottage. No, I haven’t been made homeless. Again. The flagstone floor is finally, after a seven-month hiatus, being laid. I’m staying at my...

LIZ JONES’S DIARY: In which I admit I was a diva

So P read the column about me not wanting to accept a cross-body bag from his family luxury goods website as to do so...

LIZ JONES’S DIARY: In which I reassess my life (again)

‘You should have set the bar a lot higher. You seem to have all the qualities a man could want. I don’t get it.’ That...

LIZ JONES’S DIARY: In which we set the (lunch) date

Yikes! We are now at the stage of sending each other photos and videos! Nothing remotely X-rated, of course. But still, sending photos is...

DON'T MISS