Oh my Christ! It's the last day of the year! And the decade! I've seen a lot of 'top 9' Instagram posts, reviews of the year/decade on Facebook and retrospectives, but let's be honest, those aren't about me and are therefore boring. I started having a think about my decade, which has had its ups… Continue reading One thing I learnt from each year this decade
It has been exactly three months since I've written a blog. Eek. My promise to write weekly lasted a while but then slowly fizzled to... well, this. I'm doing similarly badly on my goals for the year, where I'm currently on track to only complete 25% of them. (How do I know this, I hear… Continue reading Purpose, it’s that little flame that lights a fire under your ass
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ADNbtAID5wM I'm not actually talking about the Broadway musical here (despite how sad I am that I missed total bae Gavin Creel reprising the role in London). Nope, I'm talking leg hair, pit hair, any hair that a female presenting person is supposed to get rid of. A note at this point: If this makes… Continue reading I’m hairy high and low, don’t ask me why, don’t know
At Glastonbury last week (CLANG, I know), I was struck my how many people in their late teens and early twenties surrounded us to watch Liam Gallagher. Eh? I'd have expected a bunch of men in their thirties, but nope, here was the kid who looked bored as hell and spent the whole time putting… Continue reading Party like it’s 1999
TW: Racism/xenophobia and homophobia I've written about my love for London before. All there is to do, its sights, its political leanings. I even got a little teary watching the new London is Open video, about all different kinds of people being able to make their home here and be embraced by the city.… Continue reading London is open?
9th May marks Lost Socks Memorial Day, a day to bid a fond farewell to those never-to-be-reunited pairs, forever separated by the laundry/that weekend trip/those moths. It got me thinking about other things I've lost, too. Big and small. Meaningful and trivial. Loss is a big word and it can describe an all-encompassing hole in… Continue reading The things we’ve lost
You're at a comedy night. Things are going well, there's been some laughs and, so far, no drunk hecklers. All in all a good night out. Until the person holding the mic makes a joke along the lines of 'Women. Am I right?'. Suddenly you're pissed off and you've paid £15 for the privilege. So… Continue reading 5 social-justice friendly comedians