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And breathe... how I became an Instagram meditation convert
And breathe... how I became an Instagram meditation convert
And breathe... how I became an Instagram meditation convert
Hand sanitiser, Dettol, alcohol wipes . . . in the battle against coronavirus, we each have our armour of choice. Now I also have 25 minutes of lunchtime meditation, conducted via my smartphone.
You see, my name is Sara Tor and I am an anxious hypochondriac — if there’s something to worry about, I will worry about it. And there’s certainly a lot to be worried about at the moment.
So when I heard that free lunchtime meditations were being offered by Will Williams, the founder of Beeja Meditation, each day via Instagram at 1pm, I was intrigued...
Hot chocolate bars: the new kitchen accessory
And breathe... how I became an Instagram meditation convert
And breathe... how I became an Instagram meditation convert
You may have the Aga, espresso machine and Nutribullet, but does your kitchen have a hot chocolate bar? If the answer is yes, I bow down to you; you must be Instagram royalty. If your answer is “I’m sorry, what?”, let me explain.
Remember hygge, the Danish word for feeling cosy, which became a gift to advertisers looking to sell everything from scented candles to fuzzy onesies? Well, you can blame it for social media’s latest fad, which involves erecting a display of everything you need to create, yes, hot chocolate...
My big fat Turkish wedding saga
And breathe... how I became an Instagram meditation convert
You're never too old to holiday with the parents (if they pay)
There’s a particularly nice register office in my home town of Stratford-upon-Avon in Warwickshire — all Tudor beams and old doors. I would often walk past and see happy newly-weds covered in confetti surrounded by a small group of close family. One day my wedding will be like that, I would say to myself: nice and small...
You're never too old to holiday with the parents (if they pay)
Guz Khan: the Muslim teacher who became the face of British comedy
You're never too old to holiday with the parents (if they pay)
I love a good holiday. The taste of salt in the air, the feel of sunkissed skin, the view of blue shades merging as the sea and sky meet . . . and the sound of Dad’s rattling snore as we share a family room, because the hotel thought my parents meant a seven-year-old when they said they were with their “child”. I’m 24. Yes, I love a good holiday, particularly with my parents...
Guz Khan: the Muslim teacher who became the face of British comedy
Guz Khan: the Muslim teacher who became the face of British comedy
Guz Khan: the Muslim teacher who became the face of British comedy
Our setting is the Riding House Café in central London, a hipster place that matches Khan’s image. He is wearing Nineties-style clothing with a bum bag, a baseball cap, prayer beads around his neck and fluorescent yellow trainers. “I had no ambition to become a comedian,” he says. “Working-class West Midlanders don’t do that. I have a wife and three kids; there are mouths to feed.” Yet here he is. So what happened? “I got one shot and I just took it,” he says...