When I went to South Carolina in 2015, I didn’t want to come back. It’s the only place I’ve ever been where I cried in the airport and didn’t want to get on the plane. Not because I’m afraid of flying – on the contrary, in the sky is one of my favourite places to be – but because I didn’t want to leave Myrtle Beach.
I love London. I always thought I hated it, because it’s a city and I think of myself as predominantly a country person, but I love it. The anonymity, the melting-pot of cultures, the way my little corner of it feels like a community but also most people mind their own business.
I love that it’s a very walkable city, and few areas are more appealing to walk around than the Thames Path. Continue reading “Wednesday Wanderings: The Thames Path”
I’m having a bit of a phase. It’s a phase that might turn out not to be a phase after all, by which I mean it might well end up lasting forever.
The phase is plants. I’m a bit obsessed. Continue reading “Plant Goals”
The other day a Wonderful Thing happened with my flat. If you’ve been following the Flat Saga, you will know that Wonderful Things are not often forthcoming around here, so when they do happen I get Very Excited.
Now I’m going to stop using Gratuitous Capitals and start happy-screaming.
And breathe. OK, coherent writing. You’re a writer, scar, remember?
Right. Yes. Here’s what happened last weekend. Continue reading “OH MY GOD LOOK AT THIS FLOOR 😍”
The latest instalment in a series in which I answer the ongoing question “How do you fit it all in?”, which people ask me when I tell them what I do. Continue reading “How Do You Fit It All In? #6”
…because I think I need a reminder.
A few years ago I published this post. In it I described the feeling I’d had when the company I used to work for was bought by the devil*, and how I’d stood there in my living room surrounded by a flat that was literally falling down around me, buying my food from the supermarket’s most basic range and getting my furniture off freecycle.
That feeling was one of the best I’d ever had, because the reason I was in that situation was because I’d gone along with what I believed in. I don’t think I’d ever been so happy with who I was as a person. Continue reading “Let’s Talk About Ethics”
…and now I have to find space for them.
A university is giving away part of its philosophy library, and I am taking it. Continue reading “Whoops I just ordered fifteen metres of books”