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 […]
Vagina-owners of the world, unite and take over
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, […]
LUU and the Leadership Farce
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 […]
Everybody needs good neighbours
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 […]
I want a steak and a blow-job
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 […]
Everybody Needs Good Neighbours
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 […]
New year, new you
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, […]
Christmas: A cynic’s guide
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. […]
Strange tales from outer space
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 […]
Confessions of a teenage Essex Girl
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. […]
Halloweiner
When I first realised that I’d accidentally booked to go home for Halloween I was gutted. It’s my last year as a student in Leeds, and I’ve been fostering grand plans about magnificent house parties […]
Balls to “Fun Size” food
Around this time of year, whether because of the turn in the weather, or the rush of homesickness from not having seen my mum for two months, my consumption of “snack foods” really hits its […]