Old Wounds

As a person who worries way too much about what other people think of me, I often agree to things I don’t want to do. Nothing crazy, just meetings that don’t really hold any value for either party involved, that are arranged just to tick a box. An obligation box if you will. That might […]

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Catch Up

  Remember when blogs were a form of journalling? When we’d write down what we’d done in that day or how we felt about certain things as if our online space was a fluffy pink lockable diary from the 80’s? (Nineties, 2000’s, whatever). I feel like somewhere along the line I’ve lost what blogging means […]

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Working Overtime

I’m going to free flow this bad boy today because sometimes little truth nuggets pop out when you’re not thinking about them and that can be a freeing feeling. I’m very tired at the moment, doing lots of overtime at work to pay for things coming up later in the year. Birthdays, trips, visits. Life. […]

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Breathe

Here we are, back to work, back to reality. The diet chat is rife, people are returning to the gyms with their tails between their legs and boy don’t we know it. The mince pies have been cleared away and we’re having hearty porridge for our breakfasts instead of a handful of Quality Street. I […]

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Minimalism?

I’ve had an epiphany. Last night I was talking to my new cool work friend Chloe about her beautiful Instagram feed (how modern!) and I asked her how the background in all her photographs is always so appealing. Like my background always has gerbils and shoes and old cups of tea lying around – how […]

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Flaking Out

Is there anything better than the last minute text you regularly receive saying “I’m so sorry but can we do this next week?”. It’s got so easy to flake out on plans, cancel at the nth hour and swerve people you don’t really want to see. Or maybe you do want to see them but not quite […]

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Words

You’ll have to excuse the absence of chatter around here, beyond the weekly (terrible) film reviews. I can’t really find the words for how I’m feeling (not to be all me, me, me – none of this is about me). Our home is covered in a light smattering of sadness and that’s to be expected, of […]

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