I've not gotten political for a while, but we've just been thrust into the throes of a general election in the U.K. After the horrors of Brexit and all the conflict it is still causing within our beloved country, I'm not sure how many of us have the emotional energy for yet another political battle;… Continue reading Saving ourselves: the health and education crisis on our hands.
Love must Trump hate.
Like the rest of the world, i awoke to despair and confusion. How did we get from Obama to Trump as leader of the free world? I pondered awhile as to how this happened, but found that unlike with brexit, I wasn't shocked or surprised. We all saw this coming. The thing that i have… Continue reading Love must Trump hate.
Taking the power back
I cried for most of Friday. I awoke to a Great Britain I didn't recognise, one that I never saw coming and that scared me. We voted to leave the EU and redefine our position in the world. My timeline went mad. I am mostly surrounded by other 'bleeding heart liberals' so mainly saw shock… Continue reading Taking the power back
Housing, homelessness and the crisis on our hands.
Currently you are not eligible for any properties. That's the message I have seen every Saturday, for the last 208 weeks. We ended up in our housing predicament, four years ago, having moved five times in four years. Three of those houses became student lets for a significantly higher profit, and two were sold on,… Continue reading Housing, homelessness and the crisis on our hands.
"I don't want you to go out anywhere on your own mummy, because the bad people might hurt you". These were the words my nine year old daughter uttered at bedtime on Monday night. I remember so clearly that feeling as a child when bad things happened, the overwhelming fear and concern for my parents… Continue reading #NotInMyName
The Language of Fear
I have just returned from an epic mission driving from southern normandy, france, to deepest darkest cornwall. We made this joureny via the channel tunnel, and as with most Brits, we are anxious about what we might see and experience on the french side. As it happens, we were swept through seeing very little other… Continue reading The Language of Fear
A life worth living
I have been reflecting on my life a lot lately. Trying to work out my place, what I want from this life, who i am... I've spent a lot of time swimming and on the sea, walking the path toward enlightenment, hoping to free myself from the burdens I place on my own shoulders. I… Continue reading A life worth living
So it came. I cried for an hour, overwhelmed with relief that my battle was won. I did it. I got the thin envelope. Four years until I have to do it all over again. In those moments I felt utterly invincible, like I had, for once, achieved great things. The reality is that I… Continue reading Rewriting History
Get a f**king job
I made a decision in May, to stop being a voyeur of society, by keeping my discontent to my close circle of friends. Instead I felt ready to actually do something. It's all very well being an armchair politician, complaining about the ills that are cast upon you, but does it achieve anything? That said… Continue reading Get a f**king job
The waiting game.
It has been three weeks since I sent off my mandatory reconsideration, and it's felt like years. I am stuck in limbo, unsure what my next move will be, I can do nothing more until I know my fate. The anxiety builds with each day that the post arrives, and I find myself sending my… Continue reading The waiting game.