Prime Movers

I used to dread questions about favourites. This anxiety came down to a spiral of overthinking. Or could it have been the fear of certain foods growing a grudge and trying to kill me for not putting them on a pedestal (open your eyes! choking?!). As a kid, you are forced to pick favourites a … Continue reading Prime Movers

F U, SU

They didn't give ME the job. Everyone, please look at me. Hear my plight. I was turned down for a job. Me. I smell nepotism. I smell favouritism. I smell INJUSTICE. Ok, I may have to clear the air here. I'm as bitter as I'll ever be. Emotions are usually displayed through actions and right … Continue reading F U, SU

One Decade

Finding Micky (I set myself the challenge of crushing my eight-year-old self's reputation. Why?¬†Well, self-deprecation has always come easy to me and it's the only way I can bully someone younger then me without getting beaten up. I could have easily settled on a simple jab at the diaries I found but who cares that … Continue reading One Decade

A Minor Problem

I swear that we were civilised earlier in the day. Scones, tea and photos with the grandparents. It's the red carpet that brought out the worst in everyone. Or it could have been the fact that everyone was drinking at midday. That time slot is usually reserved for alcoholics but we booked it for our … Continue reading A Minor Problem