I turn 29 in a few days. This is the traditional age, according to Marian Keyes and Bridget Jones, that I should be starting to panic. Panic about sorting my…
Category: Getting a bit philosophical
People keep asking me when I am going to move home
People keep asking me when I am going to move home. I don’t know if it is my advancing years (apparently at 28 I should have kids and an alcohol…
Smurfs: The root of all evil
I like labels. They stop me from accidentally drinking window cleaner even though it’s such a pretty pretty shade of blue. But when it comes to labels of self it…
The balance between hustle and self-care
If you were going to get anything embroidered on the collar of a millennial pink shirt it would be a tough choice between 'hustle' and 'self-care'. They are the…
That god damn jet stream
I have my fear of flying fairly under control these days. This is mostly thanks to exposure therapy (aka traveling for work) and those magical Gin Gins that set my…
The heart of an expat
Five years in London is coming up alarmingly fast. Five years when I only thought I was moving to London for three months. I now have two homes, two homes…