On Tuesday, I will be turning 25. It’s hard to believe, but it’s been a whole year since I turned 24. Until now, I’ve wished away the years in a bid to seem older and wiser than I am. I think it’s a combination of a teenage-me wanting to date the older boys, and compensating […]
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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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