I always had ambitions to travel. I remember being young and my parents (while they were still together) taking us to places while they tried to get visas for Australia. Aged 11, I remember my mam talking about nurses who'd emigrated to Saudi Arabia who earned a fortune working for people who had gold taps … Continue reading How I ended up on a dot in the middle of the Pacific
Category: Why Did I Do This To Myself?
Trying Not to Cry at the Poetry Slam.
I can feel my breathing getting shallower and quicker. I’m nervous. I never get nervous. Six teachers, well five teachers and me – the only female – are sat on stage in front of maybe 200 students and staff… well maybe 100 but the lecture theatre seems full. No one comes with a banner for … Continue reading Trying Not to Cry at the Poetry Slam.
Virtual Jungle ‘Running’
This morning I was out walking - I'd love to say running but the only thing I'm running for in this heat is an ice cream van - cursing myself yet again that the only person I had to blame for this was myself. In a moment of "yay I'm gonna get fit" bullsh*t, I … Continue reading Virtual Jungle ‘Running’
