One year on: feeling sad, finding strength and surprising yourself.

When I was seven, eight, I can’t remember exactly, my fish Bubbles died. He was my first pet – at … More

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

I’m turning 26 next week and I still can’t wear a watch. I’m aware it sounds crazier than giving up … More

Just gonna come out and say it, I am really enjoying being twenty-something right now. I know, shut the front … More

A little Sunday night post just because a year ago today at this exact time I was in Heathrow airport … More

“If growing up means it would be beneath me to climb a tree, I’ll never grow up, never grow up, … More