Yes, I am aware that the pun in this title is horrific. I love a terrible pun so you're just going to have to deal with it. I've avoided writing extensively about Brexit up until this point because it's divisive, confusing, and frankly I've been sticking my head in the sand about it for quite… Continue reading Knowing me, knowing EU
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?
The above quote, addressed to the President of the United States by Alice Paul in the 1910s, is written on a pencil I bought at the Statue of Liberty, because stationery is cool but also because I found the quote both empowering and depressingly relevant. This week marks International Women's Day, and whilst it is… Continue reading “How long must women wait to get their liberty? Let us have the rights we deserve.”
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?
I saw Come From Away last week and I'm still floating on a cloud of musical theatre joy over here. If you aren't familiar with it, Come From Away tells the true story of 38 planes that, amidst the terror of 9/11, found themselves being diverted into Newfoundland, a tiny remote Canadian island with only… Continue reading I am an Islander – on being a musical theatre nerd
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
One of my favourite Halloween costumes of recent years was dressing up as a broomstick. I often forget that there's a really awkward bit before arriving at a fancy dress party alone, where you have to travel on public transport alone dressed like a knob. (Not literally a knob. I was dressed as a broomstick.… Continue reading How a broomstick costume sparked my feminist fury
I seriously need to sort out my finances. My New Year hangover was less 'oh, god, my head' and more 'oh god, my bank balance', and the really frustrating thing is that this situation was entirely avoidable. I am not rich, particularly by London standards, but my salary should be enough for me to get… Continue reading All day long I’d biddy biddy bum, if I were a wealthy (wo)man
It's been an interesting week. What started with a wave of horrible anxiety then led to food poisoning/a stomach bug, leaving me weak and having surely already reached my 2019 puke quota. I kept thinking I was better on both counts, but..nope. More crying, more inability to eat food other than toast. I could make… Continue reading When two tribes go to war
If, like me, you were greeted by the above question when logging into Facebook recently, you'd be forgiven for feeling pretty conflicted about your answer. So what do I think about Facebook? Do I love it or hate it? Or, to rephrase: on balance, has it done me more harm than good? I decided to reflect on it further.