Lessons about life from the terminally sick

Help. Help. Help… Kill me. Kill me. Kill me… the words repeat again and again and again, mingling with the medical beeps and clashing sound of televisions and radios blasting up and down the corridor.  I swore I’d never just walk past a room where someone was screaming, but after 3 months working in a…

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The shoe box of not-letting-go.

My childhood room is full to bursting. Odd socks, long faded jeans and a thousand scraps of the past I can’t quite bear to throw away. Tacked to the mirror is a grainy polaroid of me and my sister, gappy toothed grins on Grandpa’s old boat. There is a scratch map of the world that…

Farm Nanny

You first stumbled across the farm 5 years ago, rosy fresh from high school and much younger than you thought you were. High in the mountains, the weather is brutal. In winter, storms throw branches against the caravan doors and from under a tumble of blankets your breath catches in the morning frost.  In summer,…

The Village

I’m home. After four years of dancing until 6am and walking home in sunshine, cramming for endless exams in the creaking, soft lit library and wrapping myself in a holey blanket to watch Planet Earth with a packet of biscuits in each hand and a bottle of wine on the table, I have returned to…

The TRUTH about sti tests…

  It’s about time someone told you the REALITY about sti tests!  People keep telling you that you should be getting regular checks? Well I'm here to reveal the TRUTH. The truth is, they are painless. They are free. They take no more than 20 minutes. Sometimes, you don’t even have to go into a…

You turned me inside out

  Many different men have claimed to love me, Caressed my curls and held my body close. But you’re the first of them to ever know me, Sifted through a thousand fakes to find me. Look, I wasn’t good before I met you, Nor bad, just lost and acting all the time. You turned me…