New Year, Same Me

I hate Marmite. I hate gherkins. I hate most adverts. I hate stubbing my toe on the same piece of furniture that hasn't been moved in seven years so I should fucking know where it fucking is by fucking now, shouldn't I. I do not hate New Years. Nor do I love it. It is... Continue Reading →

Gym Might Fix It

Last week someone I know locally shared a little gem on Facebook: “This area is full of really fit people who have broken hearts.” She works out a lot, you see, and has noticed a common theme amongst those she shares sweat-space with. I’ll admit, I’m only halfway towards joining that particular crowd. For the... Continue Reading →

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