It was a crisp Wednesday night in Canterbury city centre. The town was awash with the scent of half price jagerbombs and VKs. There was a sense of anticipation in the air: who would be getting with who in the dark, sticky corners of Club Chemistry tonight?
I decided, as I hopped on the ‘Chem…
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New Year’s Day 2017—purposely a day of celebration, but always the worst day of the year. Why do we always bring in a fresh calendar of opportunities with a raging headache and a glass of Berocca? Why can’t we celebrate anything nice without inflicting dozens of tiny tequila stabs to the liver? Do we actually…
It was late afternoon on a bright summer’s day and punters were out in their droves, seeking beer gardens in which to soak up the sun. I slouched against the wall of the pub we’d agreed to meet at, as the minutes stretched into a just-about-forgivable eight-minute tardiness.
The longer I awaited my Tinder date’s…
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In my first year of university, I was (like most people) a bit of a poser. Still am.
One evening in Spring, I’d just bought a super-fake Chanel short suit from Zara - and I was so proud I went to sit in the British Film Institute Southbank lobby to get noticed. And noticed I…
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Looking back, perhaps I shouldn’t have met the parents of my (now ex-) boyfriend of a month-and-a-half that early into ‘officialdom’. We had met through a pretentious university society, and I didn’t actually have anything in common with him. But he was supposed to be my first ‘proper relationship’, and I thought being introduced to…
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I was determined not to go out every Wednesday during my third year of university. I should have been aiming for the highest grade I could possibly get, not getting home at 3am with doner kebab leaking in my bag. But lo and behold, there were only two Wednesday nights throughout the year that I…