Category: Writing
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Is It Nice To Be Nice To Others?
Living in a city, living on top of each other, I think it’s easy to get impatient and somewhat claustrophobic. Carrying out my own little experiment in the last couple of months has brought with it some striking revelations. I wanted to test the waters – does being nice to people make them nicer to…
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What Do You Take For Granted?
I recently started volunteering at a charity for children with additional needs. The charity provides free sports and activity sessions to give these children the opportunity to play and have fun as any child should have the right to do. Having only attended a moderate number of session so far I can already feel…
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What’s Your Biggest Pet Peeve(s)?
This thought infiltrated my mind with the waft of a ‘ploughman’s lunch’ on the train during my early morning commute to work today. For anyone unfamiliar with this term ‘ploughman’s lunch’, you’ve lived a very sheltered childhood, a very lucky childhood. It’s basically a cheese (sewage) and pickle sandwich, and the scent and sight of…
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Poem: Stress
Stress. The subtle strangler. It manifests itself in many ways. A fabrication of the mind. Sending cortisol coursing through our veins. Life – so full of precious pressures. So petty, so small, minute. ‘A busy life is a happy one.’ A lie disguised as truth.
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P*ss Off Christmas!
No sooner has the Grim Reaper even had a chance to pull out his scythe from under his cloak for the Halloween happenings than has every man and his dog cracked open the bottle of eggnog whilst covering outdated Christmas carols in the key of ‘sounds like I’m being choked out in a headlock’. Christmas…
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Poem: Home
Where is ‘home’? Is home my little brick house by the sea, corroded by gale gusts and seagulls? Is home the place in my mind, that place noone else can see of? Does my heart lead me home, where my parents still reside? Or if migrated, is it instead the place where I first began…
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Homesickness & Appreciation
Am I the only person who gained a newfound appreciation for my home country only once moving away from it? I think the saying is true, we don’t really know how much we miss something until we no longer have it. And this point couldn’t have revealed itself to be more true than during my…
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The Spooky Special
Happy Halloween! I hope you’re having a spooktacular time! Check out my radio show spooky special here: If you dare!
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Poem: A Parent’s Love
A Parent’s Love Embers of amor engulf us as you touch my face once more. Held in your arms as closely as the day on which I was born. You have loved me from the moment my heart began beating. A childhood spent with you, If only time could be repeated. Although I will grow…
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Review: The Aeronaut
Not to be confused with ‘the astronaut’ this eccentric public house also doubles up as a theatrical extravaganza. From circus to stand up comedy and everything inbetween, why be on the moon when you could be poking somebody in the neck with a pickled frankfurter? Atleast this is what I came to realise on…
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Poem: Anger
Teeth grit like vice grips on steel. The metallic hiss rings unforgivingly long. I raise my hands to the air Empty handed I surrender. Empty handed I look for answers. Yet none rings true for this. Like a swinging pendulum I’m hot and then cold Impatience – an unwelcome friend yet makes itself all too…
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My Michelin Star Experience
More accustomed to the taste of my mother’s burnt toast and beans combo, I was hoping and praying that a trip to a 1-Michelin starred and 4 AA Rosetted gourmet restaurant in the heart of one of London’s most affluent hotspot’s – Green Park would be able to suppress those charcoal tasting memories of mother’s…
The Neon Squid 