On Being 100% Correct

It’s bizarre living in a country that’s unravelling. Not only do we pay the highest energy prices in the world, we now have produce rationing. Brexiters are keen to blame bad weather in warm countries, but the rest of Europe doesn’t seem to have this problem. Could it be that the country who left the…

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On Losing My Damn Mind

This is a scary post to write. I’m about to admit to the sorts of things people don’t discuss in polite company, and I’m nothing if not polite. It’s how I mask, but that’s not what I want to write about today. Today I want to tell you about my experience with menopause. Don’t worry,…

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Broken Unions

I’ve often wondered what the dying days of the Soviet Union must have been like for the people who lived there. As institutions crumbled, buildings decayed, and the very fabric of life lay in tatters, the state broadcaster was telling a bewildered public that all was well. Soviet citizens didn’t have access to the internet,…

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Illin’

A couple of days after Christmas, I came down with flu. I wasn’t sure it actually was flu at first, but several negative covid tests and an illness that just wouldn’t shift convinced me this was the case. I thought I was on the mend until last Tuesday evening when I began to cough up…

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The Christmas Eve of Gardening

Only a few weeks to go until my gardening dreams collide with reality. At the moment, every vegetable I want to grow will go exactly to plan and look as good as (if not better than) the photo on the seed packet. There will be no weeds, no aphids, no blight, no leggy seedlings –…

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Glennis Toole

Glennis Toole was the coolest person I’d ever met. As I was seven years old at the time, I hadn’t really considered other people ‘cool’ or ‘uncool’, but I was instantly smitten with her. She and her family had moved into a house on our street and as there weren’t many kids in our neighbourhood…

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Happy New Year

I vividly remember ringing in 2016 with my first view of the Northern Lights. I’d been chasing them for years and was beyond excited to finally see them. I just knew it was a good omen and that there were great things in store for us all. Then beloved celebrities started dying, the UK voted…

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Goodbye, 2022

Good riddance to 2022. It was hard on just about everyone, and it was cruel to us until the very end with the death of a much-loved pet and more than one horrible diagnosis for a family member. But it’s nearly over and I won’t dwell. Instead I’ll look back on the things I accomplished.…

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Material Madness

Five years ago, I bought a Mulberry backpack handbag. I’d been coveting it for ages and spent hours looking at it online. I travelled to Edinburgh to the Mulberry shop and inspected it closely to ensure I really liked it, and I tried it on to be sure it wouldn’t look weird on my short…

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A Bullet to the Foot

My corporation tax bill arrived this week. It’s down 50% from last year, which isn’t a surprise. Sales are down by about the same because ‘The Party of Business’ is making it impossible to run a company in the UK. Businesses now have ridiculous trade barriers with our largest export market, skyrocketing energy bills which…

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On Leaving Twitter

It’s not until you get away from dysfunction that you realise how bad it was. I wouldn’t say I was addicted to Twitter, but I used it a lot. In the beginning, it was a bit of fun, marvelling at how amusing some people could be with just a few words. Then came the commiserations.…

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A Softer Reflection

The signs were there from the beginning; repetitive behaviours, preferring my own company, trouble making friends, and doing well in school despite hating the rigidity of it all. Later came my bafflement at the social ease of my peers, my struggling to follow arbitrary rules, and my generally feeling like an alien who’d been dropped…

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On Spite

Since the moment I was capable of self-reflection, I’ve thought of myself as a world-champion grudge holder. There are individuals and events going back decades that I’ve neither forgiven nor forgotten. I hold onto these like the precious gems of knowledge they are – little diamond lessons of pain and betrayal that won’t be repeated.…

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Deprogramming

Over the past few years, I’ve been disentangling myself from capitalism’s insidious grip. It’s not an easy process, and it’s not something I’ll complete within my lifetime, but I still find it’s worth doing. I will preface by saying that I’m approaching this from a place of immense privilege. I’m self-employed and I have no…

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