Dom is a qualified ski instructor. This means we do a lot of skiing. Every local Spice group organised a ski trip for their regional members and on top of that Dom would host 2-3 of the many national ski trips organised by Spice UK. We ski mostly in Europe, with St Anton in Austria being … Continue reading The Heat is on
We'd spent a cold winter's day outside bearing the brunt of the elements and were chilled to the bone. We needed a plan of action to keep our spirits up; as soon as we got home, I'd rustle up some warming pasta and Dom would make a fire. One of life's simple pleasures is to … Continue reading Burning Down the House
Ah, the spellchecker. A godsend for millions of people, but not quite so user-friendly if you're dyslexic. It has a nasty habit of changing words which can completely alter the tone and/or meaning of a text or email. One such clanger occurred when Michelle, our Berkshire Assistant Coordinator returned from maternity leave. Dom contacted our … Continue reading All Grown Up
Being a Spice Coordinator meant being visible at all times (not easy when you're the same height as a Munchkin). That should explain the innumerable sitings of the ubiquitous red polo shirt which appear in most of these posts. Dom liked wearing his Spice polo shirts. A lot. He's even been known to wear … Continue reading The Porn Star
We'd had one of those busy days when all we wanted to do was enjoy an easy meal and relax in front of the TV. So Dom heads to the freezer to see what he can rustle up. "Fish and chips okay?" He asks. "Perfect." I reply. Thirty seconds later and doing his best Victor … Continue reading Do Not Oven Cook
Dom and I met in 2003 on a party weekend at Oasis in Penrith, run by a social group called 'Spice'. I was looking for someone to join me on a High Ropes course and he accepted the challenge. He later confessed he had a fear of heights. Eight months later, we had moved from … Continue reading Spice Up Your Life
"They're full of peppery goodness, and very small and neat..." Dom didn't have to continue with the rest of the song, I knew it off by heart. It was the theme tune to the 'A Finger of Fudge' commercial which aired in the UK in the 1970s and '80s. On challenging him as to the … Continue reading Full of Peppery Goodness
This blog is dedicated to my beloved partner, Dominic Renshaw. Now, Dom is delightfully old-fashioned in an odd-ball kind of way. He's also dyslexic. Whilst this can, at times, cause him utter bewilderment and confusion, it often gives those around him a chance to celebrate his wonderful sense of humour and love of life. I … Continue reading Welcome to Planet Dom
The Planet According to Dom 