If you're wavering about whether to see Wonder Woman, who are you and have you been planning some nefarious villainy on a planet far, far away?

Mother's Day means acknowledging what a Mum is.

This weekend we observe Easter. The dark days are over. Spring is here. Jesus offers hope. Throw in a fertile rabbit and some promising new eggs. Dip everything in chocolate. We can begin again. We can forgive. The phoenix rises from the ashes and so too, can we. If someone was to make an S.O.S.

There is a certain day, somewhere between the end of the previous year and about four weeks into work in the new one, where something goes horribly wrong with my body.

The amount of woe in my life has reached gargantuan proportions.

I haven’t been in the best of moods lately. It really hasn’t been my fault.    

I received the most heart-warming message that came with an assuring disclaimer:

I like you*

“Oh my!” I thought – and kept reading excitedly:

I don´t even like watching sports, but Brazil just got their ass kicked by Germany!

The thing I love about taxis in Nicaragua is that they are the shittiest, most blinged out vehicles I have ever seen in my life. They’re like a cross between a chicken bus, ghetto boy racer, and cartoon from Wacky Races. The picture I´ve uploaded here does not do justice.

I am increasingly inspired by movements to support women in business and education. Women make up 50% of the world’s population so you´d think it´d be a no-brainer to include them in the global economy.