Everyone thinks of going to university as the chance to reinvent themselves. For many it will be the first time that they won’t be living at home, making the decisions for themselves away from the watchful eyes of their parents. That party happening at a friend’s house? You’re there. Those […]

It’s not that I religiously don’t drink… This festive season, I’ve had more than two glasses of mead, and a little sup of mulled wine.  The latter, I had half a glass of while out at the Christmas Markets and from it did get very merry.  But that was in the […]

I realized the other day that the reason I had been so anxious about graduating was because of the amount of pressure that’s placed on the university experience. These years should apparently be ‘the best ones of your life’, and so something must be wrong with you if you don’t […]

“The arts are an even better barometer for what is happening in our world than the stock market or the debates in congress…” Henrik Wilem Von Loon I was speaking with an acquaintance of mine a few days ago (I was also wracked with nerves as I was about to […]

I arrived at Clapper Street sometime around half eight despite my train being delayed by exactly twenty-three minutes. At the time the delay had seemed like it would be my undoing as I waited impatiently at the station with the other commuters, pacing like a madman up and down the […]

I’ve just graduated from university with First Class Honours in English Literature. Outside is the big bad world of work. What am I doing with my degree? I’m continuing with it; beginning postgraduate studies. So what is it about the university environment that is so appealing and important to students […]

In this new journalistic era of parsimony, one’s artistry and literary prowess are insufficient. For, whilst spirit and skill are necessary, it is experience that is imperative in the realm of reporting. Aspiring graduates are frequently greeted with three familiar words upon searching for employment: “one year’s experience”. In such […]

For the past three years coming home to see my parents has felt like a bit of a statement, it’s the ‘I actually moved out before I’m Thirty and I’ve come home to visit you’. In the run up to leaving for university, on the brink of independence, I felt […]