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Football & Rugby: A Confession

I have a confession to make. First, some backstory. I have followed football for all 22 years of my life, I have seen highs, lows and Euro ‘08. I have seen Beckham’s freekick against Greece, Lampard’s goal that never was and Arsene Wenger evolve from the Steve Jobs of football to the sporting equivalent of …

Let Freedom Sing!

FREEDOM! So this is what freedom feels like… maybe George Washington had a point all them years ago. Exams are over, the days are now brighte – habitable and Saturday evening Match of the Day can be enjoyed without a text book in one hand (sidenote: The Rise and Fall of the Third Reich makes …

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 …

Grumpy Old Man Winter

Ah the festive period, a time for love, compassion, family and relaxation. A time for all students, regardless of religion or creed to come together and swear at their textbooks because exams are only a month away, and I totally knew this yesterday so why can’t I remember it now and third year can’t be …

What it feels like to see your work performed.

I am standing on the hill below Portland viciously swearing at ducks. “Get out of the shot, stupid wildfowl, no no I haven’t got any bread… when I move my hands like this it means shoo not ‘I’m spreading breadcrumbs’. Stop it.” Three minutes later and the ducks have won so we reposition a bit …

Presentation Skills

I don’t like to admit this, but I’m actually a bit shy. I hate public speaking and find it awkward talking about myself (blogging is a bit of a trick, since I can’t actually see people reading it). This afternoon, I have to present myself to a group. No Powerpoint, no big theme to focus …

Home is where the heart (and food) is

Hello! It has been a while, so I’ll fill you in. It’s been a hectic few weeks. Third year deadlines have taken their toll, and in the midst of essay writing stupor I decided that to reward myself for handing in this monstrosity of an assessment that I would get the train home for the …

Doc & Chips

Today I learnt the proper way to euthanise a fish. It’s fine, I’m not a psychopath. I just have an odd housemate. He runs a fish hospital in our living room. It’s as crazy as it sounds, he has everything: quarantine procedures, treatment routines and books comprised entirely of Latin words that translate to ‘something’s …

Full Fat

In the past fifteen minutes a terrible event has occurred. A moment of such heartache that the world has stopped turning and the very saints have fallen into heavy, ill-advised and yet unavoidable sobs. Matthew Stephen Boucher of 78 Rothesay Avenue has just finished baking an apple pie, and he has run out of cream. …

Das Bent

The blonde woman and the angry man look at me as one would a Tesco Value pork pie, one part anticipation to three parts certain disappointment. I am in the New Theatre auditioning for a play. It’s called BENT and it’s about a gay couple during the holocaust. ‘You are a gay couple,’ says the …