I recently finished reading A Bit of a Stretch, the startling memoir by BAFTA-nominated filmmaker Chris Atkins. I liked the look of the b...

In the future I'd quite like to be the proud owner of several poetry collections. I think it'd be pretty cool. In fact, I've already star...

Do you know your neighbours? One of the strangest paradoxes about living in a city is that you're surrounded by millions of people and y...

This is a post about love. There are no violins, no scarlet roses or Hallmark cards adorned with teddy bears or swelling hearts, just som...

There are many cool things about being an adult. When I was a teenager, I looked forward to getting older - not old old, not mouths to f...

I post quite a lot about self-reflection and growth. Essentially I'm just a massive fan of mirrors and plants. Recently, our lives have ...

I remember confetti and peals of drunken laughter as we grabbed each other and embraced, skittish and sweaty, overwhelmed at the prospect...

Navigating your twenties sure ain’t easy. I mean, it’s such a weird period of your life. Exciting, yes, spontaneous, very much so, but e...

The idea for this blog post came to me quite suddenly. I've been reading An Absolutely Remarkable Thing by Hank Green (great book, lovin...

It's Week 13 of lockdown here in the UK. Of course, circumstances have changed somewhat - some shops have opened up, you've got to wear a...