A small child with blonde hair and blue eyes, I fit the white privileged mould of ‘pretty’. I was told this often, by my parent’s friends...

(A personal one I wrote a while ago, but which will always feel relevant.) It is difficult to describe depression. Some people speak of i...

So, a lot of noise at the moment about the office; it's dead, it's alive & kicking, or maybe just hiding with a banging hangover. 'But we...

I mean, if I had a pound for every time I've heard that one over the past few months I wouldn't need to work again. Strange times, unprec...