Getting a bit philosophical

Getting a bit philosophical

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 mouth on fire to distract me from the turbulence. But holy hell the flight I just got off almost had me back to my crying […]

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Getting a bit philosophical

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 on opposite side of the world – the distance makes it a little hard to pop over for a coffee. Every time I am in […]

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Getting a bit philosophical

The terror of a dinner party

One of the motivations for moving into my own flat is so I could have people over without it feeling weird. Not that any of my previous flatmates would have minded, but I was always hyper aware that my having friends over pretty much put the living room/kitchen off limits. We have all had that […]

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Getting a bit philosophical

Bad-ass Excel formulas that will help you save the world

I once tried to chat up a guy in a bar using my favourite Excel formula. He shockingly didn’t take the bait. I wasn’t too cut up about it, I figured if he were the guy for me his eyes would have lit up the moment I said VLOOKUP. He would be in my bed […]

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Getting a bit philosophical

YOLO for adults

A few bitterly sad things that have happened to loved ones recently, as well as the world reinventing the Nazis, has made me think quite hard about how I live my life. So often I feel angry over stupid things, resentful about what others have and I don’t, or like I have wasted my hours […]

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Getting a bit philosophical

The best break-in ever

I never thought I would be writing about a break-in. Well, I hoped I would never be. And I seriously never thought I would be writing about a break-in in such loving and overwhelmed tones. But here we are. I have ‘returned to London’ countless* times, and it’s always a little weird. Coming home to a […]

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