They say we eat with our eyes first but my eyes rarely get a look in. You could have painted a golden ‘don’t eat this’ onto one of the several Maltesers I just scoffed and I would have been none the wiser. While we used to depend on our eyes to identify nutritious foods, there is now a big disconnect between the diets of our eyes and our mouths. Continue reading →
At the risk of sounding first-world problem-y, having too much stuff around annoys me. I have too many belongings taking up space but not giving me much in return and I need that space for thinking and moving around. Useless stuff steals my time and energy when I have to clean or move house. I feel responsible for them – they are my quiet dusty children. Given this melodramatic attitude Continue reading →
Now we’re coming to the end of a record-breaking heatwave, it feels like an appropriate time to admit that I haven’t been a good friend to the earth. I take advantage of it, get mad at its weather and I only know its birthday to within 20 million years. Continue reading →
I am preparing to run my first half-marathon. I have come a long way since PE lessons where I used to carefully avoid over-exertion because I didn’t want to get red in the face and I refused to tie my hair back because I didn’t think it suited me. Well, now my running aesthetic is ‘tomato with ponytail’ and I haven’t let it slow me down.
On nearly every run there is a little episode of oddity, provided either by the surrounding nature or the thoughts that get sifted to the top of my brain with the repetitive motion. Continue reading →
The graph shows how much time I spent working on my masters between February 2016 and August 2017. I have this information because a) I had a bit of a procrastination problem which led to me discovering the Pomodoro Technique and b) I flipping love excel spreadsheets. Continue reading →
I hate being surprised by what day it is. If you hear me say “Where did January go?” or “how is it half way through the year already?” know that I am internally cringing. Moaning about how quickly time is passing is cliché and I don’t like doing it. Continue reading →
I buy books I don’t read, salad I don’t eat and recipe books I don’t use. I buy them with good intentions and yet they ultimately don’t make me more well-read, healthier or more adventurous with cooking. ‘Tsundoku’ is a Japanese word which means allowing books to pile up unread. The fact there is a word for this reassures me this is a symptom of the human condition rather than a flaw unique to me. Continue reading →