Lonely Spinster or Wild and Free Goddess: Why its OK to choose to be alone.

In Bridget Jones terms, I am fast becoming a spinster. 100 years ago, I would have been forced to become a governess or perhaps a servant, or been married off to some rich over weight gentleman with an eyeglass and penchant for pickled herring. Luckily for me, these days been single is quite enjoyable, and... Continue Reading →


Cheap Taco Meat and Why I stopped using Hand Sanitizer.

    In other words, the story of how I gained 10lb in Central America and Mexico. I write this, sipping on a freshly brewed Earl Grey Tea. A piece of dense fruit cake is on a plate next to me, garnished with a large chunk of Stilton. It is the most British snack and... Continue Reading →


It seems that on paper, on Instagram and on my smile, I am living my dream life. A life of adventure, travel, excitement, insane experiences, landscapes. In the last 20 months I have been to places I have dreamt of for years. I have skied, I have partied, I have drunk more Jack than I... Continue Reading →

This trip could save your life.

When I lived in London, I dressed only in black. I owned pretty much only black clothing. I never understood why people would wear bright colours. Black was easy, stylish, flattering and continuously represented my mood. Wearing black when travelling in vibrant countries like India, Tanzania and Guatemala is not possible. It is not weather... Continue Reading →

You do you and I’ll do me.

After the trauma of everything that happened in Nicaragua, I have been taking refuge in Antigua, Guatemala for the last week. Taking refuge has involved drinking coffees at my favourite cafe, shopping for natural beauty products, eating Guava flavoured gelato and more surprisingly, learning Spanish. I am having a different experience in Antigua. I have... Continue Reading →

It’s just another story to tell…

Picture this. I'm in Leon, Nicaragua. A country on the brink of a civil war. I'm obsessing miserably over a guy back home who just told me it doesn't make sense financially to come out and be with me. Not because of the revolution happening in the country, or the fact that most governments are warning against... Continue Reading →

The lights go out in London.

Today I walked home from work and I saw 5 people I knew. If this had happened to me in London I would have turned my eyes to the ground, pulled my phone out and wondered if they would notice if I crossed the road and hurried to hide behind, or in a dumpster. I'm... Continue Reading →

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