My beloved Grandma Constance died on 24th February, four days after her 93rd birthday. She was an incredible woman and I am exceptionally proud to have called her my family. Here are two pieces of writing that I put together before and after her death. The first, I read at her funeral, the second I … Continue reading My Grandma Constance
My Dad has always told me that "procrastination is the thief of time". It's something he told me a lot when I was growing up, and something I think about often in my working life. I've always been guilty of procrastinating. I often put things off for as long as possible, waiting until the absolute … Continue reading Perfection Paralysis
While the lead singer of Future Islands, Samuel T. Herring, looks distinctly like a GP with his sleeves rolled up in preparation to perform a prostate exam, the sound that spreads through Brixton Academy from his voicebox and the collective sounds of the band are quite different. Future Islands do not look how they sound. … Continue reading Future Islands – Brixton Academy, Review
When asked what my favourite food is, it's practically impossible for me to choose just one thing. I can't even pick one meal, let alone one ingredient. I love the flavours of my go-to recipe, a delicious pork and bacon lasagne while the scents of a Sri Lankan chicken curry can drive me to distraction as it simmers away on the cooker.
I have never been one to strive for a bikini body. I'm very much from the school of thought that if you have a bikini and a body, you've got a bikini body as soon as you put the swimwear on.
When I was a kid and we first got the Internet at home, I was transfixed by looking at the BBC's On This Day website. This was, of course, in the years before MySpace came into existence and I found myself wasting time choosing apt song lyrics to express the depths of my emotion and deciding which … Continue reading On This Day. And This One. And This One
I never expected to look to a NYFW catwalk and see myself looking back at me. I'm not disillusioned, despite my recent rendez vous on the catwalk for Breast Cancer Care - I know I am far from model material. I do not see myself in Gigi Hadid or Karlie Kloss
I don't know when I became a feminist. I used to say that it happened as an accident, that I stumbled my way towards it, but I'm not altogether sure that's true any more. I was raised to believe that I had the same rights as any man or boy I encountered. I was told … Continue reading Why I March
I couldn't decide whether to quote Usher or the Foo Fighters to start this post. But in the words of my beloved Dave Grohl, I've got another confession to make. As open as I have been with you about my experience of breast cancer, I haven't been entirely honest with you about certain other aspects … Continue reading Confession Time
Friendship is a funny old thing, isn't it? I mean, you essentially pick a person and then decide that you want to hang around with them and do things with them. When you think about it in the most basic of terms, every time you begin a relationship, you're essentially going "oh. Yeah, ok. You're a … Continue reading The Shine Theory