Musings: #1

May 2017 Today was a good day. Good to a point. That was the truth. Only ever to a point, never exceeding expectations, never quite hitting the target of life. Always on the outskirts. Joy was never truly real, or at least it didn't feel that way. But as I said, today was a good …

My Northern Boy

Of the many lessons that I've learnt over the past few years the ones that I really should have listened to were: Don't date models. And for God's sake don't date boys who are 5 years your junior and exactly that: BOYS. Northern boy took my breath away the first time I saw him. The week …

When Friendship Turns In To… Something Else

I met him on the very first day of Uni, before the year had really begun and I had only just moved in to halls. I remember it all so clearly. I looked terrible. I had spent the day crying and panicking and packing the last of my stuff up, before my parents had helped …

Tube Romance

One of my favourite rare London occurrences is the fabled tube romance. Mythical in it's own way, it is hardly ever spoken of, but definitely experienced. It's truly the perfect love story; there is nothing to be lost, only gained. Impossible to spoil because from the get go you know that eventually it will end …

The Useless Advice Of Those Already In Relationships

It's always the way, isn't it, that when good friends realise how very single you really are, they try to help in any way that they can with advice that probably isn't necessary or helpful at all. Just because you're telling me that I should give nice guys a chance and put myself out there …

The Beginning

Female singledom. Currently in London the percentage of single, unattached human beings apparently stands at 51%. I am one of those statistics. Technically single for 9 years and counting, I haven't quite given up; sometimes I still even put myself out there. Don't worry, it's just as depressing as it sounds. You should probably keep …