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Cheese Cheese Cheese
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Cheese Cheese Cheese

I’m obsessed with cheese. Cheese is great – amazing, even. I completely ignore the fact I’m lactose intolerant because of it. Recently, however, I realised I had never been successful in using cheese to the best of its ability – in a fondue. I used to go to charity shops in my hometown and purchase...

When Old Loves Rekindle
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When Old Loves Rekindle

My love affair with food has never been straightforward. My tastes are constantly changing; I go from health kicks to binging, to literally not giving a fuck. Mainly though, cooking just frustrates me. When I was younger, I wanted to be a chef. I loved cooking as it gave me purpose and clarity, but with...

red cups
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red cups

It’s the red plastic cups With the light frames and uniform Which weigh heavy on my mind. But not on yours, unsullied, That thinks only of roots and how far they will travel. How unfair to those truly a part of this world, To be burdened by stray figures Affixed to the passing of time....

I Write Something
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I Write Something

Writing about not being able to write is possibly the biggest cop-out there is, so it doesn’t surprise me that I’m doing it. I wish I could say the lack of content on this site is due to my busy lifestyle and trying to keep up with how popular I have become, but I think...

Content. Literally.
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Content. Literally.

Why do we believe we deserve contentment? Amongst everything else, my mind has decided to linger on this to the extent of a perpetual migraine residing in my temple. Let’s rephrase. Why do I seem to believe I deserve contentment? I’m not talking about a limitless & bountiful state of content – just a hint...

The Cooking Gap
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The Cooking Gap

I’m lucky. I have always been surrounded by good food. The term “Good Food” is debatable. We all have our own views on what food is “Good”, we’ve built an entire culture around it. Can food be “good” if it isn’t healthy? If it isn’t pretty enough for Instagram? What’s wrong with a 2-for-1 pizza...

Twenty One Stupid Things
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Twenty One Stupid Things

I turn 21 tomorrow. I’m still trying to work out how much I actually care. It’s arduous, attempting to collect your thoughts when the mind is overrun. Did I ever tell you about my first kiss? I was 9 years old at a school disco. It happened in the entrance of All Saints Hall whilst...

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