Newbies and the NCTJ Exams January 6, 2009

This month is going to be a shitstorm for me. She says, blissfully typing away not at all procrastinating from revising the entire contents of the McNaes Essential Law for Journalists tome. Usually when facing terrifiying exams like this, before the 11th hour when I cram furiously I tend to just hide in the gym. [...]

Masters, Manchester, McNae’s Essentail Law September 28, 2008

The blog has taken somewhat of a backseat during the past month or so due to the hellishness of leaving my job and delicious salary in favour of upping sticks to Manchester where I am currently studying for my MA in Journalism and my continued research in the bottoms of various wine glasses. Thusfar, neither [...]

My Curry Autobiography August 1, 2008

There’s nothing more satisfying than successfully blackmailing your boyfriend to drive 200 miles to see you with only the two syllibal word, bhuna, to coax out those car keys. Luckily, A and myself have a mutual penchant for Indian food from only a select number of restaurants countywide that do our favourite dishes well enough. [...]

Bloody-fingered Badfellas… coming to a kebab shop near you. July 18, 2008

Today I felt the overpowering compulsion to inflict gratuitous violence upon my poor little eyeballs and I popped Goodfellas into the DVD machine. I love that film! Scorcese manages to teeter between psychotic and hilarious spattering the screen with hideous amounts of blood, gore and cuss words. Now by today’s standards, Goodfellas is far from [...]

A Levels and a good Degree – what am I doing here?! June 7, 2008

Further to my previous post – Sellotaped Together Relationship – I feel it is imperative that I state that maybe, just maybe the inspiration for such an emotionally-driven blog (uncharacteristically so) was perhaps due to a hormone imbalance. I am not making an excuse but I have been a little wobbly recently. I think it [...]

Thoughts on Learning to Drive May 5, 2008

It is considered a rite of passage to exchange that miserable, green card bearing your name and an equally miserable photo of your world-weary adolescent face for a fresh, pink, shiny new one. I am of course talking about driving licences. My provisional has been cramping my style for four years! Four years on I [...]

Escape the bank on your bank holiday April 13, 2008

In times of recession one is encouraged to put frugality before vanity and when it comes to how we spend our bank holidays there is no exception. My boss, a terrifyingly frivolous soul with dollar-signs for pupils, chuffs at a single night stay at an Ibis. Why stay in an Ibis for 10 hours (eight [...]

Where will Tatler’s Future Beauties come from? March 5, 2008

It takes an exceptionally beautiful woman to be balanced lovingly by Tatler’s expertly manicured and Dead Sea softened hands atop the monumentally iconic Best Dressed list. Agyness Deyn is beauty. Not only beauty, to paraphrase some of my favourite Shakespear, “it will endure wind and weather”. Deyn is not some mincing, touseled, St Barts and [...]

Why I Love Being British February 3, 2008

It is very uncool to posess anything with a Union Jack flag on it if you are a resident of the UK and not a punk (in which case it is marginally acceptable) as the Union Jack has become a symbol of xenophobia, pro-monarchy conservatism, stiff-upper-lip anal retention and general Church of England bloody-mindedness. The [...]