Some words to follow this letter to my teenage self, written in 2016.Continue reading
I got married last month. Life is quite like before except now I get to throw around the term ‘husband’ and think further ahead because, after fourteen months of engagement, that one brilliant day happened.Continue reading
The starting line of 2018 seems far behind. Though I tend to work around the academic calendar, the shift from December to January still neatly bookends the past 365 days.
I’ve spent the past couple of weeks studying, seeing family and friends, watching festive TV, reading and resting. Imagine me covered in highlighter marks and mince pie crumbs if you like.
Here’s what I’ve been creating and enjoying this month. In January I’ll be starting a new monthly series featuring a selection of my favourite things in more depth.
“Things are both fine and not. Beginnings and endings are happening side by side. Life is messy and important and joyous and heartbreaking.”
These words from Meg Fee sum up August for me. This month, grey days stretched into sunny evenings with people I love. I worked, rested, then became ill and played less than I would have liked to. I visited the Peak District with work friends, appreciating slow, shared meals and a break from screens.
Earlier this week I travelled home from London after a good working day. My train wasn’t at its usual platform, so I walked to the other side of the station. After queueing for a while, the person in front of me couldn’t get their ticket to go through the barrier. I smiled, let them pass and tried my ticket. It wouldn’t work either. Attempting to walk to the open barrier and ticket attendant, I turned to the woman behind me, gave an (admittedly quiet) apology and moved across.
As I passed, she said loudly, “Some people have no class. Oh look, my ticket is working fine”.
I don’t retaliate in such circumstances. In the moment I thought the best thing to do was keep my head down. The woman continued: “She should have been taught some manners”.