That time I ran away with a stranger.

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Three months ago, I met a stranger and ran away to Portugal with him for nine days. I had been single for four years – so single in fact, that I even attempted to make a career out of it (please see all blog posts pre-April 2017). I was like the Taylor Swift of the […]

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A thought.

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As I walked past the Royal Sovereign’s desolate carpark last Wednesday evening, I caught the gaze of an unfamiliar man, hunched over behind an industrial-sized bin. Wearing a dirtied grey tracksuit torn about the knees, it was clear he had little regard for the weight of societal expectation, nor the oppressiveness of personal belongings. His […]

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My femininity is failing me.

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As I cooked pasta and prepared a ready-made sauce last night, I realised I’m the worst example of an archetypal female that ever was. Last week I came home to buckets of homemade elderflower pressé brewing in my kitchen. My housemate is very talented; she’s a busy career woman, yet successfully keeps a menagerie of plants alive […]

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Mo’ money, mo’ problems.

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Staring into the empty eyes of my fellow passengers on the central line this morning, I could barely stop myself from retching. Mum – before you frantically call me asking when my last period was, I can tell you that this sickness is coming from a different place. This wave of all-consuming nausea comes from, […]

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Sometimes they don’t know best.

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When I was 16, my mum told me I shouldn’t use an epilator on my bikini line. I didn’t listen to her, and that was a momentous mistake. She also gently suggested that, perhaps, bleached, distressed denim jeans were not the most flattering choice. For these sound pieces of advice, I am thankful. But sometimes, […]

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A poem: show me yours, I’ll show you mine.

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I wanted to tell you something, I thought about writing a letter, But I know you think I’m boring, So I thought a poem might be better. Believe it or not, I haven’t written someone a poem before, Limirick, haiku, couplet or sonnet, Never – especially not for someone I now deplore, Before it turned sour, […]

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