Secret Diary of a Tall Girl #4: Cyprus Diary

Part of me worries I’m only capable of writing posts about bad things, like losing my dog, or that the … More

Talking To Strangers.

I wrote this post on the plane on my way to Bilbao last Thursday. It’s now the end of my … More

The last time I wrote about my favourite books, it was that day in May when it was forty degrees, … More

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

Today I spent thirty whole minutes on a bus stopped still at a roundabout, trying to remember what my life … More

Just took a nice soothing sip of peppermint tea, forgot I left the teabag in and nearly choked because it got stuck … More

So I have been 25 for just over six weeks. I’m guessing my Hogwarts letter must be late? Whatever. Anyway, … More

Hello everybody. HAPPY MONDAY. Said no one ever. I started writing this blog last night. So I have issues with Sundays. … More

I was in a really weird place in January, as most people are, you know the score. You’re on a … More

“This isn’t going to work. I think we should separate.” Words more than capable of sending a shiver down a … More