Is it just me or is life getting stranger by the day? First, a deadly global pandemic emerges. Then rules are introduced to prevent us spreading said disease to our friends and loved ones. Before we know what’s going on, cabinet ministers are breaking the rules (shocking to no-one), parks and beaches are packed out
Well then, folks. Here we are. Just when we thought 2020 couldn’t surprise us any further with its leap year and mass Australian bush fires, we now find that March 2020 falls right on the upward curve of a global pandemic. I’m logging on tonight just after the announcement that the UK will be enforcing
AKA how to fail at blogging for an entire month. It’s fair to say that 2020 has already kicked me in the arse and we’re only in March. It all started off so promisingly. I’d made a vow to myself to commit to writing as a creative outlet, while simultaneously juggling my day-to-day commitments as
And there’s every need to be afraid. Not only are we dangling on the precipice of another Conservative reign, the Christmas ads have hit the telly and we must now all frantically shop for meaningless gifts as if love and consumerism were one and the same. For the past four weeks since my post reminiscing
In nine days, I’ll be departing my current workplace and taking an unfamiliar plunge into a whole new territory, the like of which I’ve not seen in five years. That’s right. I’ve got a new job. Five years of working for some of the UK’s biggest FMCG brands, forging a path through the trials and
