Listen, I don’t claim to be an expert on global affairs. I’m not politically minded, despite how opinionated I seem at times. I’m not even claiming to have any suggestions on what can be done to right the wrongs with terrorism we see on an all-too-frequent basis. But I have something to say, and a platform to say it from… Continue reading “Terrorism – my thoughts and despairs”
I wouldn’t say political correctness is my strong point, so take the following with a pinch of gender-neutral, gluten-free hypoallergenic non-binary salt… Continue reading “Can we all stop taking offence?”
I started this blog just over a year ago. I had no idea what a blog was until I saw an advert pop up for a £7 course on “How to start a blog”. I was bored, curious, and had £8.45 left in my account – I was fully qualified to do this! 14 months later, and here’s what I’ve learnt. The problem with blogging is bloggers.
I’ve challenged myself to write this post in 10 minutes because, let’s face it, I don’t write enough. It’s a summary of everything I can think of that’s happened in the last few weeks, from radical feminists to Call of Duty…
Religion. It’s 2017 and we’re still telling our imaginary friend that we’re not worthy of him, that we’d die for him, that our children are born imperfect (sometimes to the point of mutilation at birth) and need his help. Seriously, what’s wrong with us?! It’s a long one this (there’s a vicar joke in there somewhere).
I tweeted something earlier this year about smoking when pregnant. The tweet both garnered support and ruffled some tobacco-stained feathers. It was inflammatory and accusing, as you’d expect, but it kicked off a debate and that’s always a good thing. It opened my mind, to an extent, but I don’t think my opinion has changed on the matter. Continue reading “Smoking when pregnant – is it ever ok?”
I was never bullied at school, but I was never one of the popular kids either, I was in that happy medium that required the least effort – I could just go by unnoticed if I wanted to. I was right where I wanted to be. No matter what position you held in the shitstorm of a school social-rank though, there was one question in January you could never avoid: “What did you get for Christmas?”. Continue reading “Why I dreaded starting the school term after Christmas”
Up until this week, my morning routine was manageable, just about. It was realistic – by no means easy – but I was aware that some people had it worse than I did. I didn’t complain. Kate’s just landed a new job, though, and it’s completely pissed on my chips, routine-wise. Continue reading “My morning routine just got harder”
Everyone loves newborn babies – they’re cute, they don’t chat shit and you can always find them right where you left them. For some reason though, people see a newborn baby and automatically assume they have the right to put their hands out and touch baby’s face! Why?! Continue reading “Do not touch my baby’s face!”
Pregnancy is the wrecking ball that obliterates both the internal structures of a woman and the foundations of both of our dignity. I started this blog with a view to being intolerably honest, and I feel I’ve not done this ethos justice if I skip this part. Here are the top five undignified moments of parenthood that we’ve endured.