When it comes to television, I am the first to admit that I am hopelessly addicted. Rarely a day goes by when I don’t tune in for at least an hour, and catch-up sessions on 4od and iPlayer have become less of a relaxing pastime, and more a stringently regulated exercise, whereby I have to summon the kind of focus and dedication to the task that I could have only dreamed of during revision for my finals at uni, just to make sure I am up-to-date with every trashy sitcom that happens to be in the midst of a series.
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Life Through a Lens
I have a feeling that my very first New Year’s Resolution has a chance of being achieved, if not for the sole reason that it has cost me a down payment of £320 already. And for someone who is currently living off the remnants of a student loan and £10-a-page freelance copywriting work, forking out such an amount does great things for your resilience and determination. So what is my resolution? Simply this: get a proper camera and learn how to use it.
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A Bit Like Being a Pacifist...
Another day, another frustratingly temporary (although this time paid) job: three months as a copywriter for an international volunteering company. And as with any new job, my first few weeks have been laced with the usual protocol that surrounds the meeting of any people in a professional and indeed non-professional capacity for the first time.
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Dreams Can Come True, but Not on Radio 1
Listen up, this is a confession worthy of Usher himself: Just the other day, whilst at work, I found myself voluntarily listening to Gabrielle.
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Mind the Gap
Finishing my degree was simultaneously a more and less dramatic occurrence than I had expected; an anti-climactic climax if you will. The physical completing of my last exam was curiously void of all pomp and circumstance…
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