Ficus carica is an Asian species of flowering plant in the mulberry family, known as the common fig (or just the fig). It is the source of…
The Day Her’s Died
We don’t have to go Anywhere at all. Days of being free Sitting alone with you. Barked at the…
The Nicknames of My Youth
I wasn’t bullied as a child. I don’t think I was. Or at the very least, I was too self-deprecating…
21/09 – a day in the history of Gemma
*Read while listening to September by Earth, Wind and Fire* On this day back in 2015, I reblogged this photo…
Would I lie to you (again)?
Wait, is she really back with more lies after that shocking blog post which exposed some of her most outrageous…
Why I was more interesting as a child
4 is a beautiful girl hopelessly stuck in a love triangle with 5, the sweet, poor boy and 6, the…
The Drawer
The closed drawer, home to clutter, ignored and isolated. Until one day, it was left open, contents exposed. …
Stolen Conversations
I’m a commuter, often regrettably so. My commute can consist of as much as four different forms of transport –…
Electronic Mail in the 21st Century: a case study
It was 2008. My older brother had just joined an over 18s gambling website. As any responsible 14 year old…
London Man
You may sense that I’ve been at a loss of creative energy. It’s been months since a blog post. But…
