Stories of a metro ride

I sat down in the first seat I saw, eager to get off my already sore feet. It was only 10 o’clock and already the heat was sweltering and it felt as if I had been walking for days.  Rifling in my bag, eager to avoid all the other lost souls aimlessly travelling the metro,…

I have just a few words to say to you.

If you are lucky enough to be able to vote in this election, do it. If you don’t, what is the point in even having a democracy? I don’t care who you vote for, as long as you do it. You have a chance to change something. Democracy needs you. Register to vote. Just do…

Magic

​It hung over me, like me own little cloud pouring glorious rain on me. I don’t know where it had come from, it had just appeared. I hadn’t felt it for months, the thrill, the excitement, the need. A feeling of belonging, when the whole world just suddenly clicks and you are right. I could…

Growing up

Have you ever just stopped and thought… ‘I’m growing up’? Has the realisation ever just hit you, slap bang, right in the middle of your face? It’s been doing that to me a lot recently. I’m not sure whether it was the filling in of sixth form applications or my friends starting to get married…

The Faulty Lamp Light

As normal, everything was normal in this very normal village. The silence hung heavy in the night air. The moon was high in the sky, full and bright basking the little houses in it’s white light. No sound, no movement, in fact the only sign that this village had not been abandoned years ago was…

Bangladesh

Bangladesh is the night never silent. The sharp hum of crickets, The call of the frogs.   It’s the roar of the horns, The tinkle of the bikes, The shouts hanging in the air.   Bangladesh is the air full of scent, The heavy smell of tobacco, The lingering of fried spice.   It’s the…

Tug of War

Would you choose the water, or would you choose the bombs?

Colours

The rest after a long day, the repetition of the next When you have to work on Christmas Day. The feeling on the subway as you journey to work on a rainy day. There when you have no one to go home to, no one to hold. The colour of your lips when the cold…

Virgin Experiences

On Friday, October 9th, I had so many virgin experiences. I had my first take away coffee. ( It was hot chocolate… shhh don’t tell anyone!) I made decisions about which clothes to buy without asking my mum’s opinion. Shocker I know! I conformed by wearing a shirt I knew a lot of others would be wearing that night….

#savethememories

This is the day I finally realises, that St Bees School really is gone.

Homeschooling a Dad

This week was my first full week of homeschool. It’s quite overwhelming to think about the fact I am an official homeschooler… but I’m dealing with it. So how am I feeling? There’s excitement, I’m a lot freer than I used to be, even though I’m still very busy. The freedom is both internal and external….