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What’s my motivation?

This journey of self-discovery prompted the realisation that my primary motivation, for pretty much everything, is fear. Continue reading

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Je vais à Paris en vacances

Tomorrow Jo and I are off to Paris’s Rock En Seine for a weekend of electropop, vin rouge, and, it would seem, mud. Yes, even in Paris – centre of art, glamour, and a certain je ne said quoi – it’s pissing with rain. Continue reading

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An Open Letter

To the person who stole my bag from the Sun in Splendour, W11:

You, sir or madam, are a total ****ing ****. Continue reading

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