Personal Blog

Have you ever been on a train and suddenly felt completely trapped? It's noisy. It's busy. Perhaps your travel plans have changed, the train's delayed, or there's simply too much going on around you. You start feeling agitated. Your breathing quickens. Your hands become clammy. And all you can think is... I just want to get off this bloody train. Or perhaps you're at a party or a dinner, trying desperately to concentrate on a conversation while music plays and everyone talks

Eleven years, a thousand memories, a pair of pink tights and a life I never could have planned. There’s a beautiful expression for the space between what was and what is yet to come. A liminal space. That strange, sometimes uncomfortable place where one chapter of your life is coming to an end, but the next hasn’t quite begun. And that’s exactly where I find myself today. After almost eleven years, I’m preparing to say goodbye to Weavers’ and The Swan at Lavenham Hotel and Sp

If only life didn’t feel so intense every morning when I woke up. Morning anxiety is something I know very well. As the day loads, my brain runs through — not all the things that I have to be happy about — quite the opposite, actually. It runs through everything I have to worry about in the world, all at once. It starts out with health anxiety, quickly runs into my finances, then sprinkles in some wedding bills and finally puts a big dollop of ageing and poorly parents on top

I find my life changed, my vision is sharpened and yet, in myself I find I carry a frustrating hormonal, foggy haziness. When I hit the...

I've recently had the pleasure of being invited to taste the new menu at work, and it has inspired me to get blogging again. I used to...

Well there’s a sweeping statement in desperate need of some context. Honestly, it’s been really tough recently, all of my innermost...