On the Second Day of Christmas…

Two (Hundred) cushions, and a mild case of textile-anxiety-disorder… This Christmas I decided to save money by hand making presents. I figured that if I couldn’t be generous with my money, I could… Continue reading

On the First Day of Christmas…

One Perfectly formed Italian Man… named David.  I love aeroplanes. If you don’t, you should, and if you still don’t , you should read The Lost Girl by D.H.Lawrence. Imagine how much easier life… Continue reading

Sports Day

My train is severely delayed. Due to ice. I don’t want to be too harsh on the train companies, seeing as they are my primary method of travel, but surely, in a country… Continue reading

Awkward Coffee moments

While working on the cafe today it became uncomfortably apparent that our chef was sick. At first I thought he was just hungover – he is nineteen after all, and refused to give… Continue reading

Chapter Two – The Package

I got a Pretty Exciting parcel in the mail on Friday…. A brand new Sprocket Rocket camera from Lomography and two flashes! I also got some film and some Lomo bags.    … Continue reading


The lunch hour is strictly for business; suited and booted commuters returning for lunch meetings and terse exchanges over coffee. In the corner an old Parisian lady, who has lost none of her… Continue reading

Brasenose, Oxford, England, Earth, The Milky Way, The Universe

I went to visit Baby #2 in Oxford over the weekend which was really lovely. Oxford is so beautiful and historical, yet there is no reverence or reserve surrounding the city. The Students,… Continue reading

Phil, and some charming elderly people.

Phil (SLING) has developed a worrying limp. I’m starting to think he may not be cut out to be Indiana Jones at all. Then again, he has probably avoided death on countless occasions, so… Continue reading


Just a quick note to say that I can now blog from my fancy schmancy new phone! (Which I was very very lucky to have passed on to me 🙂 ) Exciting stuff!… Continue reading

Until the very end.

I have thus far resisted talking about Harry Potter on my blog. No Longer!  Harry Potter is good. It just is. As a member of the Harry Potter generation, I grew up with Harry, Ron and… Continue reading


ZOMBIE HORROR CAMP WAS INSANE. I don’t know what I was expecting but there were tunnels and scenes of apocalypse and bouncy castles and cocktails and see saws and undead people playing the… Continue reading

An Hour in the Café, 9-11am

Hot on the heels of the last commuters come the ‘Yummy Mummies’. Or, as they should be more properly labelled; “Mummies: Assorted – some yummy”. In they come, in small herds, fresh from… Continue reading

October is the cruellest month

Winter is disagreeable to me. While most people go into raptures about layers and hot chocolate and mittens and snow, I spend the months from October through February being confused, ill prepared and peeved.… Continue reading

An Hour in the Café, 8-9am

Although a relatively simple premise, the promise of coffee or cake, or perhaps a sandwich and a seasonally flavoured latté, is enough to attract the great spectrum of human life. The first, and… Continue reading


Blogging about my life has, if anything, made me realise how little there currently is in my life to blog about… I’m working a very very lot to raise the money to do… Continue reading


Hello Pretties, I went to see Stephen Chobsky’s ‘The Perks of being a Wallflower’. I loved the book and the film was surprisingly good! It’s got a great cast and I think it’s… Continue reading


he·don·ism [heed-n-iz-uhm]  noun 1.the doctrine that pleasure or happiness is the highest good. 2.devotion to pleasure as a way of life: The later Roman emperors were notorious for their hedonism. Hmm… be·don·ism [bed-n-iz-uhm]  noun 1.the doctrine that sleep is the highest good. 2.devotion to sleeping as a way of life: The later Roman emperors were notorious for not being quite as good at sleeping as Georgi is. Right now, sleeping… Continue reading

Fashion Embargo

As some of you may know, I don’t buy new clothes. I haven’t purchased a single item of new clothing for just over a year now. It’s kinda fun finding all the good… Continue reading

I have lost my passport.

I actually have. But, in other news, I’m continuing to, erm, persevere with the whole University idea. Making decisions has never been my forte. But we’re getting there, as per the to do list. Also,… Continue reading

The Problem with Budgeting

This is my current outgoings… (In the interests of full disclosure, by ‘trains’ I mean ‘trains to places where I can buy alcohol’, and by ‘sundries’ I mean mixers…) Never Mind. Never Mind. What… Continue reading

This post is a bit wordy, but there are pictures at the end.

About a year ago, when I was sixteen, I entered a poetry competition at my College. We had to have two poems that we would read aloud. I read a poem that I… Continue reading

Thanks for the Warm up

Overheard on the train on my way to work; Child: Daddy… Daddy… you know those people what have no arms Dad: Yesss… Child: Swimming in the Paralympics with no arms only legs Dad:… Continue reading


Just two more, I promise These are up there with my favourite photos, ever. I’m not even sorry for the Reading-photo spam. MTG, PVx


I know, this may be too much excitement, but, I can’t stop. Reading photos are here and I am chuffed. I can only apologise for what is to come. At least, in this… Continue reading

Some Words

Reading! I am still buzzing. I can literally still feel my ears ringing, and every bone in my body feels bruised. I also have an unexplained cut on my face, and multiple injuries… Continue reading


Reading. I have no words. Photos and perhaps some words to follow, but for now, here is a picture which perfectly represents me this weekend. I had an insane time! [I can’t take… Continue reading

Denim Jacket Hybrid

My Hybrid denim jacket (: I’ve wanted one for a while, but the closest I could find was this. And then literally nothing else below £100. So I decided that it wouldn’t be… Continue reading


Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises, Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears; and sometime voices, That… Continue reading

Davies, Purchase and Hunter

In Summer 2008, I was twelve and I really didn’t care about the Olympics. I didn’t care at all, until I saw these pictures of David Davies in the newspaper. The long distance… Continue reading

She’s Pretty… Pretty Vacant.

Welcome to the Zooniverse! So, WordPress just asked me to write a bit about myself and I wrote the word ‘No’. Oh well, I promise to be more expansive in the future. So exhaustingly expansive… Continue reading