bloody HELL brennan

Feel-Good, Uncategorized

a note on being brave

It’s my birthday this week chums. I’m now officially in the autumn season of my twenties. Recently, I’ve been having a bit of a rough time. Work has been rubbish, creativity has been stunted, my heart has been bruised yet again, everything felt so viciously turbulent yet also bizarrely stagnant and I started to question what it was I was doing with my life. I said to myself, “Look. You are about to turn another year older. You have no money, no boyfriend, soon nowhere to live, no job, your  ...

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Humour, Uncategorized

THINGS I LOVE TO HATE

I’m a pretty positive person most of the time. Most of the time I like to think I look at life with a pretty sunny, Pollyanna-y disposition Sometimes though, things are just unavoidably bloody annoying though. I don’t mean huge life-altering moments of woe, or things that make you so angry that you have to have a Pantrum (like a tantrum, but you feel so mad that there’s nothing left to do but pull down your pants), but just niggly annoying THINGS. Pet peeves if you will. And as it’s  ...

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Culture, London, Uncategorized

Funemployment

I’ll be honest gang. Things have been a bit bleak of late, not going the BEST way they could be. On top of it all, I only went and got WRITER’S BLOCK didn’t I, hence the silence over here at bloody hell HQ. What I thought I could do was write about how rubbish things have been and vent. But then I thought, “no-one’s going to want to read that you BLOOMING MOANING MYRTLE”, so I thought what I would do was write a piece about some nice culture things I’ve been doing recently, to remind myself  ...

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Feel-Good, London, Uncategorized

a yellow antidote to the grey

Well it’s been bleak of late hasn’t it? As I stand shivering every morning in positively BALTIC conditions at Harringay station, ready to press myself onto the 8.04 to Moorgate, folding my limbs beneath a stranger’s armpit like a disgruntled contortionist, it’s difficult to feel full of the joys of Spring. Rather than the beautiful yellow of bobbing daffodils, the colour of this particular Spring seems to be grey. And white, when that pissing snow keeps falling. Who  ...

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