Poem: Brixton

Street stalls stand tall, As the merchants make convo with strangers. Fresh flowers flush the air, Their sweet notes still linger.   Food – of all shapes and sizes, A feast for my very eyes. Offering food for thought as to what Else comes from such places of mystery and surprise.   The faces are…

City Life: The Love/Hate Relationship

Originally from a town of  several thousand you can see why I may feel like a fish out of water here in London. Living in the UK’s capital for 2 years now has taught me alot about other people and alot about myself. But I’ll save that for another time, here are some reasons why…

The Best Way To Stick To A Resolution – Don’t Have One

The best way to stick to a resolution is to not have one, yes you read that right. Take it from me a serial procrastinator and die-hard quitter. If you wanna get something done, don’t bloody do it! Have a look at the ‘reactance theory’ – when we feel pressured to perform action A we…

Fun Obscure Things To Do In London

When walking the dog just doesn’t cut the mustard why not try:   Laughter Yoga Pretend to be 5 years old again and you may end up laughing for a lifetime. From personal experience I would definitely recommend even the most hesitant of sceptics to give ‘walking on hot coals’ and talking gibberish to strangers…

Poem – My Red Mustang

Counting the pennies, I just helped rescue from the jar. It won’t be too long, Till they’re exchanged for a car.   A red shiny mustang, With matching interior. With a waxwork shine so dazzling. Making all other dull cars look inferior.   Counting the pennies in the jar. I won’t have to count for…

How To (Not) Celebrate New Year’s Eve

Not to sound like the village idiot or anything but am I the only one who doesn’t get all giddy inside at the thought of celebrating on New Year’s Eve?  Sure celebrating the fact that I’m here to see yet another year through is grantable but is the off key singing of ‘Auld Lang Syne’…

Poem: A December Day

December Day The air is crisp, cold and clean. My breath sparkles in its grasp like fairydust. I feel like a fairytale’s dragon.   The darkness cloaks the clouds, Choking out any lasting glimmers of light, As the sun sets low in the Winter sky.   The trees look fragile. Their vulnerability exposed, By the…

6 Holiday Movies You Need To Watch

Yes, Christmas is over for yet another year, but there’s no better way to keep the spirit alive than being glued to the TV for 8 hours straight. Below are some festive films I’d highly recommend: 1. Deck The Halls Contrary to popular belief, I’m quite a fan of the pure foolery and outrageousness of…

Today = My Birthday Annnnnnd Nobody Cares

I think back to how my mother must have felt 24 years ago, spread eagle, screaming ‘get this baby out of me’! The exorcism had nothing on my delivery I’m sure. Yet despite being the best possible gift my parent’s could have ever received on the Eve of Christmas, the passing of time certainly helps…

Best and Worst Christmas Decorated Offices

What’s going on here? Bunch of Scrooges. Cute. Which way is up? Christmas or taxidermy? OK. Yaaassss, picture + frame combo. I’m not going in. You can’t make me. Someone has too much time on their hands, obviously. Perfect. Haha love this. Does your workplace match any of these above?

Poem: Winter

Crimson embers of fire crackle, Beneath the pale moon light. The stars they twinkle like tiny freckles, Upon the face of the night.   The sun awakens, from its slumbers, Naked vegetation shivers with delight. For they are scarce, they’re few in number, Desperate for the light.   The season sets a spell of slumber,…

Poem: A Job Is A Job

Knees buckled beneath me. Feet gnarled, toes curled. The whole world’s up against me. Yet still I spin, I twirl.   Counting pennies until it defeats me. I’m sedated by my lost dreams. It seems the past always repeats me, A path of unraveling seams.   Whispered regrets always greet me. My childhood career was…

5 People To Avoid at the 24/7 petrol station:

We’ve all been in this position, you’re travelling late at night, maybe coming back from the airport or from burying your noisy neighbour once and for all, when you suddenly get a little peckish. Pulling over to the nearest fuel station seems like the wisest thing to do and you begin dismounting your 4 by…

5 Christmas Family Fights We All Have

1. Your sister/ brother got more presents than you Let’s be honest for just a second, we may donate to charity once in a blue moon, help an old lady across the road and give half of our doughnut to the old flame. But in our heart of hearts, we’re all well aware of our…

Developing & Losing Fears

I never use to be afraid of flying but as I prepare to fly home to Northern Ireland for Christmas, suddenly the meat sweats start materializing all over my body and I gulp that little bit harder. To me, it’s just something about being trapped in a tiny little tube 30,000ft up in the clouds…

The Worst Christmas Gifts You Could Ever Receive

Whoever said it’s the thought that counts and not the gift has obviously never received a multipack of wet wipes or a tin opener on Christmas morning. Get your head out the clouds sunshine and understand the hard cold facts that there are hard cold individuals out there who think that the below could actually…

Poem: Christmas Food

Food. So bad, yet so good. So many colours, so many textures. So many food poisonings taken for the pleasure.   You gave me gout last Christmas Eve, But I don’t hold it against you, you see, For I know our relationship is solid. Once the doctor unclogs my arteries.   This Christmas things will…

Can you really judge a book by its cover?

When your mother use to tell you to put on your ‘Sunday best’, was that really for God or for the fellow church dwellers? Time and time again I have been proven wrong, I look at someone thinking ‘oh they’ll be friendly’ and instead I’m met with a look as if they’ve been sucking lemons…