bloody HELL brennan

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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Humour, Uncategorized

things I have learnt about sex and dating

Thank god for Lena Dunham. The girl has arrived and shown how jolly difficult and perilous dating and sex can be in your twenties. I’m nearly 26 and have been single since I was 18. I’ve had my fair share of dating disasters. Some of them have been heart-breaking, some hilarious but they all have one thing in common. I HAVE LEARNT from them. I am A WISE WOMAN. Seriously. Here’s a few things I have so far learnt from me and my friends and our combined dating experiences. Dates are just an  ...

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Humour, Uncategorized

what they should REALLY teach kids in school

AHOY THERE BLOG LOVERS. Hope you’re all jolly and embracing life. I know I certainly am, I’ve barely had time to sup down a gin let alone write a blog. It struck me the other day, when did life get so blooming complicated? Granted, I was at the time late for work, trying to pay for my prêt latte in 2p pieces whilst also having a nosebleed and trying to keep it secret from the barista , because I was worried he’d assumed that my nose was bleeding because I was a coke addict  ...

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