sandcastle

When I was a baby my uncle didn’t turn up his headphones to block out my cries. Instead he sung me we’re all in the dance by Feist until I settled, in French and English too.  When I was two I cut my knee, Ned and all the other kids laughed at my tears, so my uncle bit his […]

strideofpride

Your personalised alarm ringtone, The Arcade Fire’s Wake Up, shocks you out of your slumber. Upon reaching over to deactivate your phone you see it’s 10.30 a.m and you’ve got exactly three hours before having to arrive at that family event hosted by your insanely domesticated little sister.  Your senses begin to awaken; these are not […]