For the last six years I have dedicated myself, with mixed levels, to this blog. It’s been something of a journey I suppose. In the way that time has to be. More than anything, I started it to make sure I was flexing my writing muscles and making sure I get the key details down. … More Plead the sixth.
This week I was asked what my Desert Island Discs would be. Unfortunately, it wasn’t by Kirsty Young. For the longest time, I have thought about what my eight songs, one book and one luxury item would be if I were cast adrift on a desert island, but until now, nobody had asked me. The … More Desert Island Discs.
As I sit crying, with a glass of wine and a cup of coffee, some Netflix original twittering away in the background, I realise that today is a day for reflection. I just picked out the photo album we recovered from my grandparents’ mass of books when clearing out after my grandma passed away. It … More 31.
It’s been an interesting month. I decided to delete the Facebook, Twitter and Instagram apps from my phone and log myself out of all three on my laptop. I have a strange and strained relationship with social media. I spend an awful lot of time on it and I always wonder why. A day after … More Social Media-free January.