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25 Turning 40 6

25 Turning 40

For as long as I can remember, I have been told I look and act older than I actually am; people have pegged me as “hmm twenty-seven/eight-ish?” for at least the past five years....

Slot 44 2

Slot 44

I call him Wheely Guy. He must have a name but I don’t know it. All I know is that every week, or two weeks, or sometimes I even forget how long it’s been...

Living with Strangers 2

Living with Strangers

Moving into a new house share can be a little like sticking your hand in a Lucky Dip, with a few crocodiles thrown in for good measure. Sometimes you’ll pull out a great prize,...

In Hindsight 1

In Hindsight

As the last minutes of 2011 tick by, it is inevitable that most of us will look back on the last twelve months and pat ourselves on the back for making it all the...

On Writing Something Awful 1

On Writing Something Awful

The two small furry beasts living in my kitchen/living room are making it difficult to find time to write. Even as I type that a nagging voice inside me points out that it’s actually...

1562 Miles 1

1562 Miles

Perhaps the hardest part of living away from home is not being around for the special or the terrible times. Sharing some good news just isn’t the same when it has to be done...

We Are the 99% 2

We Are the 99%

Within a few hours of receiving a message on Facebook about changing a status in aid of breast cancer awareness, it seems that every other female on my friends list has changed her status...

The (Semi) Convert 5

The (Semi) Convert

Up until just over a month ago, I had resisted all attempts at being pushed over the Smartphone threshold. Sure, all those snazzy iPhones and Androids looked rather fancy and made it easier to...

I’m Dreaming of a White… 3

I’m Dreaming of a White…

…October, apparently. Back in Malta there are all of two seasons: Summer and Winter. There’s no inbetween. You’re either soaked because of the rain, or soaked because of the sweat. You get the picture....

Bless me Father, for I have sinned. 3

Bless me Father, for I have sinned.

I have a confession to make: I am not very good at sharing. I’m pretty abysmal at it, in fact. Thinking it’s the right thing to do, I try my best time and time...