It feels kind of embarrassing to say, ‘yes, I enjoy drinking, actually’. To state it as a fact, no qualifications or caveats. It feels a bit dirty, a tiny bit shameful. We’re not supposed to just straight-up like it. We’re supposed to water down our desires like whisky, put limits on our appetites. Drinking seems… Continue reading Everything I know about drinking
Category: drinking
Benign self-destruction
Last week, I sent and received this picture four or five times, my dearest girlfriends and I all marvelling at the unapologetic glamour and insouciance. None of us have won an Emmy – never mind four of them (yet, anyway) – but we all recognised the feeling. The deep exhale, the giddy pleasure of a… Continue reading Benign self-destruction
On growing up
Read on to find out why these are in any way relevant… I’m not a proper grown-up yet. I know this because, firstly, I still live with my parents (no, it’s not out of choice; how on earth would it be?); secondly, I can’t drive; and thirdly, I still get excited about my birthday (it’s… Continue reading On growing up
From Bristol with love
I took this. Or: “Naughty Badger’s* step-by-step guide to an awesome couple of days away”. *Not sure if I’ve explained this nickname. It’s not as deviant as it sounds, unfortunately. Step one: Set off alarmingly early, because your significant other needs to renew their railcard and is confident that this can be done at the… Continue reading From Bristol with love
Inbetween Girl 