Can we talk about money?

I’ve written before about my obsession with Refinery29’s ‘Money Diaries’ series and I genuinely look forward to reading the latest one every Wednesday. If I’m honest, however, I only pay close attention to the ones where the writer is earning close to – but ideally less than – my own salary. Reading the financial comings-and-goings… Continue reading Can we talk about money?

On mixed signals

In the 2012 film Mud, the eponymous hero – played beautifully by Matthew McConaughey – utters the line: “a boat in a tree – hell of a thing, ain’t it? A hell of a thing.” A hell of a thing. “Mixed signals” – hell of a phrase, isn’t it? It can mean whatever the person… Continue reading On mixed signals

This was the year…

2017 began in a funk of rolling, raging anxiety that I honestly thought I’d never recover from, and is ending with the loss of my darling, darling grandmother. And yet despite those things, it’s been a pretty good year, on balance. 2017 was the year… …I started taking antidepressants, and they gave me my life… Continue reading This was the year…

The anniversary effect

In the first episode of season two of Stranger Things, as Will experiences some pretty disturbing episodes, we hear about the ‘anniversary effect’: “[We] see this with soldiers,” the doctor says. “The anniversary of the event brings back traumatic memories, sort of opens up the neurological floodgates, so to speak.” The Christmas lights are up in… Continue reading The anniversary effect

Too many men

I’ve always thought I’ve been extraordinarily lucky with men. Most of the ones I’ve come across have been good, kind, decent guys. Pretty much all the ones I have in my life right now would rather remove their own eyes with a spoon than hurt a woman. I can honestly count on one hand the… Continue reading Too many men

Changing the agenda

I don’t listen to the Today programme anymore – I did for a while, and when I’ve got the hang of leaping out of bed on the dot of 6am rather than hitting snooze five times and eventually stumbling into the shower at 6.20, I daresay I will again – but I was quite intrigued*… Continue reading Changing the agenda