On driving across Berlin with a fridge

While it wasn’t nearly as cool as hitchhiking round Ireland with one’s miniature fridge, I’d argue that driving accross Berlin during rush hour with a nearly-full-sized fridge on the folded down back seats of your car is slightly more nerve wracking, especially if it’s dark, drizzling, and the rear windscreen wiper doesn’t clean the top […]

On unequal injustices

I wrote this while on holiday in January. (I will aim to make the links work soon). *** (Trigger Warning – contains information about sex-trafficking. May also contain too-much-information about periods…) *** I was going to write a whinging, whining, self-pitying post about how stupid and mean and unfair and generally ‘meh’ it is, to not […]

On yoga as an unusual form of torture

One I wrote a long time ago (mid summer, sometime) and never got round to sending.. *** Until recently I’ve always been a bit, I don’t know, snotty about yoga. I first heard about it 15 years or so ago when it was propagated as ‘not a good thing’ by the church youth group. I […]

Quote – regrets

I would much rather have regrets about not doing what people said, than regretting not doing what my heart led me to and wondering what life had been like if I’d just been myself. – Brittany Renée (Just to fill a bit of the gap before I finally post one of the million half-finished posts […]

On one-upmanship

My dad’s arms are this big! My dad’s are much bigger – and stronger.. Mine’s been training; working out and everything. Mine’s been training for 10 years – chin-ups every morning before work. Mine’s got legs like trees Mine doesn’t bother about his legs – he says no one can see them in the club. He’s […]

On saving the world, a pint at a time

This morning started the same way most mornings do – in a bid to stay in bed and pretend the world wasn’t actually expecting me to get up and be useful. I spent longer than I meant to looking for the paperwork I needed to take with me, which resulted in missing the train I […]

On German invitations

If you ever happen to find yourself invited to a German party, remember to turn up at least half an hour before the time on the invite. It doesn’t matter what kind of event it is. Birthday, Barbecue, Leaving do. In the last couple of weeks, I have been late to 3 different “occasions” despite […]

On “re: vision”

I have an exam on Saturday. Actually. That’s not true. I have 2 exams* on Saturday. The date’s been set for several months, but somehow I managed to ignore how fast time slips away when you’re not looking properly. A month ago I made a list of topics we’d covered, and topics we still needed […]

On growing up (and getting old)

The girl I looked after when I first moved to Germany has just finished school. Not for good – she’s going back after the summer to do the German equivalent of A-Levels – but the compulsory part. When I first met her she’d just turned 6, and wasn’t due to start school for almost a […]