I’m…you know…’northern, northern’

I’m so over pretending insulting me because I’m Northern is ok. Now I’m not talking about the mocking of accents per say. Sometimes, it’s lols and definitely acceptable. There are also times when I’ve been to blame, for example, I now accept (9 years after leaving London) that: A)     Tret is not a word B)    Continue reading “I’m…you know…’northern, northern’”

No fear of failing. A trait of our generation?

“You get everything you go for!” My amazing Mum is applauding my recent job success. I don’t want to disappoint, so I just bask in her tirade of praise. The truth is I’ve definitely NOT got every job I’ve gone for.  I’ve failed more than I have succeeded yet I’ve never really felt like aContinue reading “No fear of failing. A trait of our generation?”

Why I’m a Feminist

I was 14 years old in my English class when we were asked to write a response to an article. It was from an education body that were planning on changing the GCSE coursework to exam ratio in reaction to the girls repeatedly outperforming the boys. If I remember correctly, it said some other stuffContinue reading “Why I’m a Feminist”

Airbrushing Lena Dunham

OK airbrushing an already stick thin model so their limbs are unrecognisable and plumping their breasts until they would, in reality, live their lives on their back for fear of toppling over, is not a desirable representation of women. The key is variety. An equal representation of all sizes, colours and genders. Although, we mustContinue reading “Airbrushing Lena Dunham”

Just an average walk home…

I’m average. I joyfully bask in my mediocre-ness. Perhaps, this is why I think this might be an interesting question to ask.  Here is the walk home I have just experienced, is this normal? I walk along laughing with my friend. We say our goodbyes, and I head home. Instantly, I’m assessing my walk home,Continue reading “Just an average walk home…”