Things Clubbing Taught Me

Because what education is complete without loud music, sweaty guys and sitting in the gutter?

"Yes that's right, WWII did end in 1945... Now let me drop the bass."

“Yes that’s right, WWII did end in 1945… Now, let me drop the bass.”

1. You Will Never Go Out in Nice Weather
No, what actually happens is that you find yourself going out in the peak of summer or the depth of winter. When it’s hot out it’s boiling inside a venue but never fear, some clubs have giant fans that you can dance in front of – cooling and makes you feel like you’re in a music video. Besides, sweat gives you that lovely dewy look, doesn’t it? Continue reading

Months, Honey, Months

It’s been months since I posted and though I keep planning on writing some kind of catch up post or come-back post, I keep getting side tracked. 

And even this right here isn’t a real post, this is me saying that I am still not sure how to recommence my WordPress duties so instead, come see me on twitter.

Lately I’ve been posting tidbits and whatnots, so come follow there and hopefully soon I write something worthwhile.

How have you all been? 

But Without the Laugh Track

Have you ever been told you remind someone of a certain person? For me, I’ve never reminded anyone of say, Angelina Jolie, but instead have been compared to Dobby the House-elf …and a camel. Not a special camel, just your average herd animal. Most recently, I have had my friends tell me that I have been doing things reminiscent of Miranda Hart in her show of the same name. Unfortunately, I don’t have a loyal audience laughing and rooting for me – it’s just silence as people digest my awkwardness. And no, no no awkward is not cute or hip or trendy it is bloody painful. Continue reading

Just Tell Me What I Need, Robot

Dinner time is a painful time for the young person. I imagine when you have kids that you work out a routine of meals that you go through – after all, you have to, your children have to eat. When you’re a young person though and suddenly faced with feeding yourself every night, ideas can be thin. Do I want red meat? Hmmm. Chicken? Hmmm, maybe. Vegetables? I guess. But what flavour? How do I bring this all together? Continue reading

Fake It Til You Make It

Sometimes it seems like negativity is the hip perspective to have. Being cynical or darkly humorous about something is one thing, because if done well and with a sense of playfulness it’s pleasing and it’s status of ‘hip’ is valid. However, downright bitching over and over again while never offering any glimpse of cheer is taking negativity to the status of ‘I can’t even smile at a kitten picture now’. Continue reading

Take a Risk, Make a Change

Personally, this message constantly being slammed into my brain through social media is tiring. Yes yes, I get it, I have to make differences in my life to have new things and learn things and be a better person and all that. But sometimes, or all of the time depending, making changes in your life looks like scary business. They say you want to get out of your comfort zone, but there’s a reason that zone has the word ‘comfort’ in it – that’s the place with the blankets and the biscuits and the less worry.

And yet. Despite my annoyance with this slogan, I did indeed make a change this year. Continue reading

Loudly Sings ‘Life is a Highway’


I’ve never made resolutions, paid attention to New Years nor tried to put pressure on myself over a date, but I am writing this to you in the New Year and it finally truly feels like time has moved forward. I still don’t have any resolutions, but at least 2014 has brought with it a finality to 2013 that I usually wouldn’t feel until about May in the New Year when I’d look at the Calendar and be shocked that time really had passed. Continue reading

In Defence of the Teenage Girl

With the burgeoning success of posting videos on Vine, Instagram, Facebook etc, it is likely that you have come across some kind of short video of teenage girls doing something ‘embarrassing’. Most likely you will see that these videos are accompanied by comments such as, “dumb sluts” / “would like to see them try that in ma house” / “kids these days are so effing dumb and disrespectful” / “the world is doomed” / “fuck this generation”. And so on in all varying forms. Continue reading