Culture, Self-reflection

Am I boring?

A strange thing has happened to me. Recently, whenever someone asks how I am, I find myself answering 'Yeah, good.......' followed by a slightly uncomfortable pause in which I struggle to find anything of note to update them on. Work's the same. Yep, still with my boyfriend. Yep, it's going well. I'm just...getting on with… Continue reading Am I boring?

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Seasonal, Self-reflection

The One Where An Atheist Gives Up Something For Lent

Pancake day is fast approaching, which makes me think two things - 1) will I finally perfect the (vegan, obvs) pancake toss? and 2) what shall I give up for lent?

Self-reflection

That time I sat on a firework: My favourite anecdotes

Have you ever seen the eyes of your friend glaze over as you realise you're telling them the same anecdote they've heard at least twice before? Or been on a date and had deja-vu as you pull another one of your go-to 'I'm kooky and fun' stories out of the bag? I really hope your… Continue reading That time I sat on a firework: My favourite anecdotes

Seasonal, Self-reflection

In daylights, in sunsets, in soups, in spreadsheets

January is about soups and spreadsheets. You may think it's about gym memberships, dry January, Veganuary (woohoo), facing the soul-crushing reality of going back to work whilst desperately crawling towards payday, but you'd be wrong. For me at least, it's soup and spreadsheets. Let me explain.

Self-reflection

Moving on up, moving on out

I'm moving on Saturday. It's a long story, but all you really need to know is that our soon-to-be former landlord has proved himself to be totally cretinous. Imagine a landlord version of gaslighting, where despite all behavioural (and legal) evidence to the contrary, he tries to convince you that you are in fact doing him a massive disservice by, for instance, asking that your deposit be protected. He believes that he can't possibly be a dodgy landlord because, and I quote, 'I've never asked you to pay in cash'. SIGH. Anyway, my housemates and I are looking forward to the day when a text from our landlord no longer induces a migraine, and this Saturday are moving to what promises to be a delightful little house in Tottenham.

Blogging, Self-reflection

Little by Little

Is Penny full of crap? It's a question I ask myself often, though not in the third person because that would be strange and somewhat self aggrandising. On this particular occasion, I'm asking it because I frequently end my blog posts with some sort of personal resolution- something I'm going to try to do better,… Continue reading Little by Little

Self-reflection

You’re somewhere a part of my life, and it looks like you’ll stay

It's been 10 years since I started at drama school. Holy crap on a pancake. In many ways it feels like it's been 10 years- I'm certainly not the same person that I was back then. We've all grown up, gone in different directions, passed a few milestones. But in other ways I can still remember so vividly the first few days of nervously formed connections- like bonding over a shared love of brightly coloured jeans, and the utter joy of knowing I was about to spend three years working at something I was truly passionate about.