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LIZ JONES’S DIARY: In which I need a plus one

The past week has got me wondering. Do we date men in order to have a plus one? After Lime Wood-gate, when David got drunk on...

LIZ JONES’S DIARY: The romantic* mini-break, part two

I got a text from David when I arrived home alone, shattered, upset and hungry, after our abortive stay at Lime Wood hotel in...

LIZ JONES’S DIARY: The romantic mini-break, part one

On the morning of David’s birthday, I was ready to go on our mini break to Lime Wood in the New Forest. I was...

LIZ JONES’S DIARY: In which there’s double trouble

A slight spanner in the works. Well, two, actually, and one a great big wrench – in both meanings of the word. And both...

LIZ JONES’S DIARY: In which I admit I’m spoilt

The fundamental problem with my life is that I am high end. This doesn’t mean I’m princessy, just that I expect the best. My...

LIZ JONES’S DIARY: In which I abandon my weekend away

So, my break to see friends in the New Forest isn’t going well. Because there’s no mobile signal at my Airbnb I’m at the...
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LIZ JONES’S DIARY: In which I holiday in hell

I’m on a mini break. And it’s not going well. An old friend had got in touch, told me she’s had a baby, moved out...

LIZ JONES’S DIARY: In which I go on a ‘fun’ run

I’m just back from having completed a 10k run. That is just over six miles in old money. And remember it’s quite hilly here,...

LIZ JONES’S DIARY: In which I bare more than I’d like

It’s quite lucky, really, that I no longer have a boyfriend. Because, as I discovered this morning to my shock, I have grown a...

LIZ JONES’S DIARY: In which there’s a virtual standoff

I never did go to dinner with my ex David to ‘catch up’. We had a stupid virtual argument. He was upset I’d written...

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