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Accepting my husband’s ‘Maleness’

This post was originally published on Huffington Post UK As a feminist, my attitudes towards the gender balance has significantly shifted in recent months. Here’s why: I’m newly married and ...

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The 10 things I miss most from before I was pregnant

I have 8 weeks and 4 days until my due date. Not that I’m counting or anything… Obviously the main motivation for the countdown is that we get to meet ...

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The Columnist on #nomakeupselfie

A direct response to Sali Hughes from The Guardian: Unlike the previous craze of the #neknomination, the last couple of days has seen our news feed becoming inundated with the ...

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The Columnist had a baby

This is the first post I’ve written in almost a year. Well… that’s not entirely true… I’ve started LOADS of posts but never got to the end of any of them due to the many, many, MANY distractions that having a small baby brings. I’m 7 months in, still alive (as is my daughter – […]

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Accepting my husband’s ‘Maleness’

This post was originally published on Huffington Post UK As a feminist, my attitudes towards the gender balance has significantly shifted in recent months. Here’s why: I’m newly married and 33 weeks pregnant with our first baby. Prior to this life-changing situation, I believed myself and my husband to be equal. In terms of intelligence, […]

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The 10 things I miss most from before I was pregnant

I have 8 weeks and 4 days until my due date. Not that I’m counting or anything… Obviously the main motivation for the countdown is that we get to meet our daughter, but there are a few other things that I’m really starting to miss after 7 months of being knocked up. I know it […]

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The Columnist on #nomakeupselfie

A direct response to Sali Hughes from The Guardian: Unlike the previous craze of the #neknomination, the last couple of days has seen our news feed becoming inundated with the #nomakeupselfie. I hadn’t initially heard of it as an official campaign, and that’s because it wasn’t (official that is). In fact, Cancer Research aren’t too […]

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The Columnist returns

After an extended sabbatical from The Columnist – due to a number of extraneous variables including work, pregnancy & getting married,I thought it was about time I dust off the blogging cobwebs. I do fear however, that random as previous content has been on my various musings throughout The Columnist, that perhaps, current situations may […]

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Project Bush

It was about a week ago that an email pinged into my inbox inviting me to book a 15 minute slot in which to have my ‘lady garden’ photographed by Alison Connan. It seemed like a joke. It was in my junk folder, from an email address I didn’t recognize, from a company I have […]

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Work versus Life

I’ve become a bit obsessed with trying to create a work environment that doesn’t conform to the daily drudgery of 9-5. The 4-Hour Work Week by Timothy Ferriss and How To Be A Free Range Human by Marianne Cantwell are two books that I’ve read recently to help inspire my new way of life. The […]

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The Columnist on Celebrity Magazines

I love magazines. But I do prefer them to actually have some content. That’s not too much to ask as a paying customer, is it? I personally believe that they should have writers rather than just a giant wallet, ready to pay paparazzi for photos of ‘celebrities’ on holiday. Don’t get me wrong. I understand […]

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Why I don’t like TOWIE

The Only Way is Essex first polluted the small screen back in October 2010, with a very unconvincing, ‘fly on the wall’ style of ‘structured reality television’. The first time I saw the show, a pot-bellied pig was being walked by two teenagers who had got lost in, what appeared to be their own back […]

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What I’d say to twenty year old me…

I can remember my 20th birthday like it was yesterday. It wasn’t. It was TEN YEARS AGO. It pains me to admit that a decade has just whizzed by, without permission I may add, and left me here on the cusp of thirty, what I consider to be ‘real’ adulthood. But unless a miraculous turn […]

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