When I was seven, eight, I can’t remember exactly, my fish Bubbles died. He was my first pet – at … More
Tag: memories
One for my dog.
When I was 13 I was awkward. I spent all my evenings after school writing medical drama fan fiction, eating … More
Looking backwards, then looking forwards, both hopefully without walking into a lamp post.
Happy New Year you sexy beasts! Today I started the year as I mean to go on; with a bowl … More
If teenage me could see me now.
About once a week I get mistaken for a teenager – mostly when I’m buying ibuprofen in a supermarket run … More
Australia: Happy You Happened
A little Sunday night post just because a year ago today at this exact time I was in Heathrow airport … More
Grown-upside down.
“If growing up means it would be beneath me to climb a tree, I’ll never grow up, never grow up, … More
Emma Pritchard 