In Search of Lost Time

In Search of Lost Time

“Two years – two years! – and you still haven’t finished that so-called novel of yours!” That’s my mum, bless her. I tend to disagree with my mum on most things: sensible career choices (Me: ‘something creative’; Her: ‘anything lucrative’); the optimal time to procreate (Me: ‘Just as soon as I’ve finished the novel/travelled the … Continue reading

The Trouble With Barbie

The Trouble With Barbie

I’m not much of a political animal. Oh, don’t get me wrong, I’m not apathetic – I vote; I can gripe about specific politicians as much as the next person (yes, Michael Gove, I speak of thee); I’ve even been known to watch Newsnight occasionally (generally when AP’s hogging the remote and won’t let me watch Cherry … Continue reading

What do you do with a BA in English?

What do you do with a BA in English?

…What is my life going to be?, as the Avenue Q song goes. It could have been written for me. In my case, the ‘useless degree’ was in Modern Languages – don’t get AP started on my stubborn refusal inability to speak German after four years immersed in the finer points of its grammar and … Continue reading

A Room of One’s Own (Please…?)

A Room of One’s Own (Please…?)

We currently find ourselves in the midst of a bad case of Man ‘Flu – the noisy, explosive “I’m Really Quite Unwell, You Know” kind. If our house were a children’s book right now, it would probably be The Gruffalo. Either that or Where the Wild Things Are – except that, unlike young Max, I … Continue reading

Standing on the shoulders of gnats

Standing on the shoulders of gnats

I’m a fully paid-up member of Generation Y – you know, the one that’s meant to be incapable of putting away its childish things and properly growing up. So, in between watching classic episodes of Thundercats on Youtube and snogging my Rick Astley posters, I thought I’d have a go at blogging about some of … Continue reading