Talking Posh

Apparently I talk posh. Well, this is somewhat subjective to the listener, but for the majority of the time, this is something most people agree on. Only, I generally never find this out until I have known people a while, and it still surprises me now at the age of 30. I should have gotten […]

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What is ‘home’?

The place you’re from, the place you live, the place you feel most comfortable, the bricks and mortar you inhabit? I hope you know, because I really am flummoxed. I left home at 18 to go to university. From Evesham in the midlands, (which you will have heard of if you travel the M5, I […]

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My Selfish Day

I found myself in a strange situation on Saturday. I was walking from Cardiff Queen Street station towards H&M, not a long walk by any stretch of the imagination, maybe 200 metres, and I had free arms. Now, by this I mean FREE. Relaxed, released, escaping arms. It was weird. Completely freaked me out. What […]

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