Tag: London
I think the trains see my indifference. And now they hate me.
The trials of being new to the tube
We need to talk about manners. Or the lack of, as the case may be.
An animal in my bedroom
On calorific weekends and welly wearing
On different kinds of shite
On not feeling very ‘together’…
I finally made some resolutions
Seeing in 2019 and feeling far from fresh
“I’ll come running,” I said, before remembering I can’t errrr….run.
So this is Christmas…
Hitting the gym. And maybe the hay…
Actually making the move: traumatic
