Appreciation. It's a funny one isn't it? It's drilled into you from a young age by your parents-when you receive anything from any adult and fail to thank them in time the automatic hiss from a nearby parent is 'say thank you!'. My nephew asked me plaintively the other day why he has to say … Continue reading Automatic Appreciation
He stands in solitary sadness, Observing the world outside the window, The shadow of his frail figure contrasts Against the deep ruby richness of the curtains. A sharp tug and a thin shaft of light darts through, Quicker than he could ever move. Illuminating the whiteness of his hair, the sunken lines around … Continue reading When a loved one has depression
Tucked away on Mare Street in Hackney, is an inconspicuous little pub/museum-The Viktor Wynd Museum of Curiosities, Fine Art & Natural History. Behind its decorative grey front hides a vast collection of the wacky and weird. Step inside and be greeted by the gigantic stuffed tiger reclining on a nearby couch. For the reasonable fee … Continue reading The wacky world of Wynd
I’m a feminist and I love Disney. There, I said it. Know who wouldn’t agree with me? Rebel Girls-founders of "goodnight stories for rebel girls." No more princes, princesses or fairy godmothers they say, it’s all about empowering female astronauts, chefs, painters and so on. Which is great, but nothing like the nostalgic stories I … Continue reading Rebel Belle, how about that?
In this generation of instant sharing, it's so hard to keep anything to yourself anymore. An exciting piece of news? Instantly broadcasted on WhatsApp. Juicy piece of gossip? Forwarded on to a select few. Advice being sought? A trusted friend is only a phone call away. You get the gist. It's not that I consider … Continue reading Contain Yourself
Gosh, my first blog post. The pressure is on. Okkk *deep breath... Soo, as my blog name clearly states-I don't hold back. I am a regular, twenty something (rude to ask!) girl/woman who aims to tackle all of the shit life throws our way as well as the sunshine (though that is hard to always see … Continue reading Let it trickle