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Money, Money, Money

    Last summer, I was planning on climbing Mount Kilimanjaro in Tanzania for charity. Long story short, the travel company went bust as we arrived at Gatwick and we all went home within an hour. Almost sad enough to be an X-Factor sob story. However, in the year running up to the challenge, I …

Well cultured, innit?

Helen and Danny keep themselves to themselves. But the outside world comes crashing into their lives one day when Helen’s brother Liam turns up. Covered in blood.   Pretty dramatic intro, I know. But I’m hoping it will have drawn you in and maybe you’ll reach the bottom of this post. We can all dream. …

Fifty Shades of Nottingham

When a man is tired of Nottingham, he is tired of life, so the oft-cited quotation runs (well, almost). This weekend is Valentine’s Day and if your current plans include curling up on the sofa with your buds Ben and Jerry and Bridget Jones (no judgement here- standard Saturday night), why not make Nottingham your …

Dinner Date

The boys near me live by very strict eating rules: Chicken Kiev Tuesdays, Carbonara Wednesdays, Cottage Pie Saturdays and my god, don’t offer to peel a potato unless you can do it in less than 10 seconds. Not. Worth. It.   As much as I enjoy being cooked for, my inner Beyoncé tells me to …

I will never be a bartender

Sheldon: I’ll have a Virgin Cuba Libre. Penny: That’s, um, Rum and Coke without the rum. So Coke. There’s a can in the fridge. Sheldon: A Cuba Libre traditionally comes in a tall glass with a lime wedge. Penny: (sarcastically) Then swim to Cuba. Sheldon: Bartenders are supposed to have people skills. (Big Bang Theory) Last week was …

How to procrastinate

Being in my second year of university, I like to think of the art of procrastination as a key skill of mine. My Mastermind specialist subject if you will. The secret, of course, is making it guilt-free. Some search for years to find this sense of enlightenment, but unfortunately not everyone makes it past the …

Study Abroad Decisions

I close my eyes and rest my forehead against the cool car window. I am in a shabby Parisienne cafe, sipping a rich black coffee and listening to the distant clatter of dishes and the bars of an Edith Piaf rhyme. I have a small pile of yellowing books in front of me as I …

Robin Hood lovin’

Last week, I unleashed my inner Maid Marian (she’s inside us all) and excitedly prepared to be part of one Notts nightclub’s Guinness World Record attempt to get as many Robin Hoods in the room as possible. Sadly, I still remain record-less- but I did learn the important lesson of not losing your friends on …

The Nightmare before Christmas

I‘m not great with most forms of transport. I fall off my bike in front of mobile cars. I regularly press the ‘stop’ button on the bus too early and end up walking an extra half an hour to get home (maybe that’s just a British politeness thing, though). And once, I fell asleep on …

5 things that would never happen at home

Pity me. It’s been a stressful few weeks. Coursework deadlines, job interviews (to anyone who read my blog last week, I got the Student Ambassador job! Back of the net) and my fave, cleaning out the fridge. And then, just when I was at breaking point, it hit me. I hadn’t had a roast dinner …