I’ve always been a great believer in education. I genuinely think it is the most amazing thing life has to offer, mind the cheese, but I don’t know how else to describe just how incredible […]

I’ve always been a great believer in education. I genuinely think it is the most amazing thing life has to offer, mind the cheese, but I don’t know how else to describe just how incredible […]
Murasaki Shikibu, or Lady Murasaki to you and I, is not, as I originally thought, a branch of the mushroom family tree. She was in fact one of the world’s earliest novelists on record, and […]
It’s easy to lose sight of reality in our technophilic times. Only the other day, my friend and I were shamelessly eavesdropping on someone’s conversation about her “issues with social media”. We listened with sympathy […]
As you may or may not have realised by now, I love feminism. I can bang on about feminist issues and women’s issues and patriarchy for hours and hours, until I’ve noticed that no one […]
Fun fact. Nowhere on a bottle of femfresh does it say the word “vagina”. Or vulva, or labia, or genitals. Which is odd for a product which is specifically designed to clean one’s vagina, vulva, […]
It’s started. From now until Easter a plague will sweep Leeds. Not content with containing itself within The Union, or even campus, it will seep into the rest of Leeds, infest Hyde Park, and even […]
Over summer, our neighbours opposite baked us a lovely loaf of bread and brought it over in a wicker basket with a little pot of jam and butter. It was so kind and thoughtful and […]
Let me be clear. This isn’t some sort of tirade against basic bitches who want to enjoy Valentine’s Day in all its pink and read heart-shaped glory. And I use basic bitch here as a […]
It’s an exciting time, this. It’s a new year, a new term, a new start. This time of year is great for updating your outlook, and making some changes for the future. Alas, for me, […]
I bloody, bloody, bloody love Christmas. I live for Christmas. I spend all year being excited about Christmas. Wrapping presents, sitting dead-legged on the living room floor is as close to euphoria as I get. […]
When I was little, there was a patch of grass at the bottom of my garden where nothing would grow. It was a big round patch of black, scorched ground where, it turned out, my […]
I’m from Essex. That looks odd all spelled out, I can’t remember the last time I wrote it down. Essex: that word that I learned in junior school, just the forth line of my address. […]