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Putting Corona anxiety on lockdown.

The world has gone a bit bat shit, hasn’t it?

When I launched this blog a few months ago the objective was to focus on rousing travel, food and events.

Then, someone in a far-away land decided to devour an iffy soup, prompting the Lord to unleash upon us a respiratory plague, deeming the start of the new decade, mine, and everyone else’s plans, an entire write-off.

I spent the best part of January and February organising several trips across Europe for the summer and waiting in queues to excitedly purchase tickets for up-and-coming events… Do you know what queue I have found myself in this week?

The one for the bathroom.

Because every Tom, Dick and Harry is at home.

On top of that, I am currently out of a job – it would appear an Area Marketing role working across 12 pubs isn’t particularly effective when the pubs are closed, so my employment has been put on hold ‘indefinitely’ bringing me to the next queue I have found myself in this week – the online one trying to claim Universal Credit.

I am a bit of a panicker, to put it lightly, so the paranoia linked to Covid-19 has become so overwhelming, that every time I find myself in a breathless heap after running up the stairs, I have to remind myself it’s because my body is made up of 90% Rioja and sausage rolls, and not because I’ve contracted the virus.

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If the crap fits, wear it.

It would be an understatement to proclaim that my writing has taken ‘a bit of a backseat’ in the past year or so; I don’t actually remember the last time I actively chose to sit myself in front of a computer and produce something of any creative persuasion. 

My attention has predominately shifted towards self-navigating through my twenty-fifth year, with the aim of enduring as little perpetual trauma as possible, failing relatively miserably, but, hey, that’s what therapy is for, amirite?!

If I were to follow suit, then typically I would now bestow upon you a long-arse post about what’s been happening in my life; I shan’t be doing that, for one unyielding reason: it would be hideously narcissistic of me believe that anyone actually gives a shit what I’ve been doing with my life over the past year. 

Nevertheless, I am required to write something, so here is a passive-aggressive, cryptic summary of lessons learned this year.

Warning: contains un-filtered advice that some may find offensive.

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