I warn you this is a LONG blog so I won’t be offended if you decide not to read it. If you decide to give it a go can I suggest you get yourself a cuppa before you begin!

As I start to look at what I want to do in my career next there’s a few themes emerging…
I live to learn. Learning as much as I can about a lot of things in a short space of time. I absorb information at an alarming rate. For someone who talks a …

This year is my first ‘wedding season’. I have had friends get married in previous summers, but this is the first year of close friends tying the knot.
My friends that are getting married today met because they had me in common. This was back when we were still just about teenagers. The bride is my oldest friend (i.e. the first little person I met after I was born) and I first met the groom when we were about ten.
Then in September I’ll be off down to Oxford for the wedding …

Sunday before last (I know I’m a little late with the blog!) I celebrated my twenty-sixth birthday and there are usually a few things you can guarantee on or around the date of the 24th May.
The first is sunshine. Every year without fail it has been sunny for whatever birthday celebration or event is planned. When I was little it stayed dry for obsticle courses and treasure hunts. On my 16th I sat in the backgarden revising for a GCSEs. On my 18th we took a break from revision …

Until last weekend I would have had a scathing and judgmental opinion of a raucous noisy bunch of women on a hen do, having only ever witnessed them from afar. Within 48 hours I had changed my opinion completely. Get a dozen women together with copious amounts of alcohol and it is very very loud!
I am still recovering from my almost lost voice, it has been embarrassing having to explain reason I sound so ill to all the people who have given me sympathy this week. There is also a …

It’s been a couple of weeks since my last update, a very hectic couple of weeks!
I just about survived my leaving parties, though my liver is thanking me for minimal alcohol drinking ever since. The hangovers weren’t pretty, but they were worth it. It was so lovely that people made the effort, and so I better make the effort to keep in touch with them now I’ve gone!

Then it was ‘The Move: Part One’ from London to Southport. Packing my stuff up took so much longer than expected and packing …