Fairy Tales

I'm going to start with a confession. I love Sleeping Beauty. This shouldn't be a controversial statement - apart from the fact that, as an independent feminist, I should be ardently opposed to any story in which a woman needs a man to rescue her. Especially if that man is a prince - don't get …

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A very European celebration

In 2001 I was living in Spain. 20 years old, in a tiny village in the middle of nowhere, my nearest friend lived in the next town 40 minutes away. I was as miserable as a person can be. Until I discovered Operacion Triunfo. Operacion Triunfo was a TV show, a cross between Big Brother and …

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Fly Away Home

I've always thought of geese as my spirit animal. I love their nomadic instincts, their sense of community, and their enduring connection to home. And come on, flying south to better weather for the winter? That's the dream! As I've mentioned before where I live we are surrounded by fields, woodland and water. It's the …

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Just a bit of fun

It was just 'a bit of fun' was Theresa May's response to that now infamous Daily Mail 'Legsit' edition. Just a bit of fun. I'm sure that's what Andy* would say say too if I asked him about those emails he's been sending me. Andy* - that's his real name by the way, I haven't changed …

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It’s that time…

Yesterday one of my friends shared some photos of Jesy from Little Mix, dancing on stage with the string from her tampon clearly visible between her legs. 'I can't stop laughing'; 'That poor girl'; 'I'd have run off stage' were just some of the comments. All I could think was 'Wow! Respect! What a woman!'  Cos …

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A view from the bridge

As you know I was in London last weekend. The last time I visited London was in June 2016. I was there the day the EU referendum was held - I learnt about the results in my hotel room. On Friday 24th June 2016 the city was quiet. Walking around it felt like a ghost town. …

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What’s in a name?

Do you remember when Starburst were called Opal Fruits? And a Snickers was a Marathon? When Prince changed his name to a symbol, becoming the artist formerly known as? Their names changed, but nothing else did. So why then, if a name is just a name, did the musings as to whether I should write …

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