Why I still don’t know what the hell is going on in my head
First of all, how can I possibly be 25 at the end of June? Half the time I feel like a moody teenager, the other half like a child smearing on her mummy’s lipstick. Or…
View PostFirst of all, how can I possibly be 25 at the end of June? Half the time I feel like a moody teenager, the other half like a child smearing on her mummy’s lipstick. Or…
View PostI think the word ‘unprecedented’ has been used enough times over the last week to last us for the next year. But I can’t blame the Chancellor Rishi Sunak for peppering his announcement with the…
View PostI find holidays hard. I love thinking about going on holiday, I love planning a holiday, I even enjoy packing for a holiday. But the actual holiday itself? That’s another matter. Sure, I have had…
View PostLast week I went to a festival. Like any other, there was mud (lots), rain (more), bum bags (or fanny packs, as my Aunty likes to call them), short shorts, wellies, music late into the…
View PostIn the vein of my favourite podcast, The High Low, I thought I’d do a little post about some of the culture I’ve been consuming recently. Read on for some mini reviews and random thoughts.…
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