I’ve just had one of those drawn-out job application and interview processes. A month where the whole song and dance is stretched like fatty thing baco…

I am sitting in a café and a man was up at the counter paying the bill for him and a woman and said, “I’d like to pay for this girl’s breakfast”. The w…

I have been using Spotify since 2013 when I interned at an events company which dressed itself up as a startup. If you’re an Irish reader you can put t…

Particular people who moan and groan and move their hands towards their pelvic bone while walking down quiet streets are to be generally avoided. Unles…

I have a draft about my personal response to a new television show that is supposedly objectively mediocre but, you know what, it spoke to me. I watche…

I’m job hunting at the moment, which means well-meaning people tell me chin up as if I’m a young woman being sent away from Blitz London to a village o…

ICYMI, this week paying subscribers got a missive on one of my favourite novels, a love story set in Malaya and Australia. I sense a significant amount…

When you have an old spinster aunt name like Jean, you feel an affinity with other Jeans. We’re not so much an endangered species as exotic plants you …

Have a lovely weekend. I’m knitting a lilac scarf, watching a new show about the Catholic Church investigating possessions and miracles called Evil, an…

The soft tissue pain was a surprise. On Monday, I handed in my dissertation in a fugue of personal disappointment, bodily exhaustion, dry eyes and “don…

Procrastination contains multitudes. Procrastination is: breaking promises to the self, proving correct the saying ‘you can’t teach an old dog new tric…

See you soon! Had surgery and have a college deadline. Catch up on previous writings below.