I’m sleeping on a sofa bed. This has been my life for two months now: since June, apart from brief escapes to Scotland, Italy, and the east of London. I’ve relocated…
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Grief
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I need to tell you something. Two weeks ago, while walking through my local East London park on the way to see my therapist, I opened up Instagram Stories and I…
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My dad has spent his life working in the theatre. He’s acted, directed and stage managed; written plays, sketches and pantomimes; taught students, professionals and celebrities, and even met my mother…
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My mum once pierced her ears with a needle and an ice cube. Well, not exactly. Mum was eighteen, travelling in the US, and it was her American friends who happily volunteered…
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When I was younger, we used to spend Christmas at my grandma’s house in the country. It was a big old farmhouse, filled with spiders and dust and a whole bedroom…