At fifteen years old, the height of my anorexia, I weighed just 6 ½ stone (pictured above). What my parents had initially mistaken as a health kick, running with Dad, preparing my own meals, and […]
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Me & Madonna
Sadly, there’s no real life ‘me and Madonna’ scenario. I’ve never met her, as of writing this, but I’ve had a lifelong love affair with the Queen of Pop that in part has helped shaped […]
None for the road: Confessions of a non-drinker
You can picture me now, staring in the mirror wearing a freshly ironed uniform, a smug look on my sanctimonious face. An ‘I don’t drink’ badge glinting in the light of the bathroom, as it […]