Stopping by (Primrose Hill) on a Snowy Evening

10.30pm on a Friday in Leicester square. The crowds are reeling from Butterworth’s The Ferryman, which after three hours leads you on and on before dumping you in a harrowing and unexpected denouement. I light up a cigarette and make my way down the snowy lanes. I push past ambler after ambler (how can people…

Meta Advice

“It’s all about the tone” I was saying. “Find the tone, stick to it and you’re halfway there”. Dozens of faces stared up at me blankly, eyes glazed over. I spotted a few towards the back, busy scribbling in notepads, so I continued. “Avoid platitudes, at all cost, and ignore what they taught you in…

Are We Wishing our Lives Away?

When I was young I felt infinite. Long summer days stretched lazily before me, fading mirage-like into the shimmering horizon. As far I was concerned, time was a concept invented by adults as an excuse to send me to bed. The future was an illusion because it didn’t really exist- the only thing I cared about…

Philosophical Musings

Disclaimer: Pretentious and philosophical content I read a book today: A Tale for the Time Being. It was a fascinating take on the here and now and the human connection with the cosmos, and it really got me thinking. The far-fetched things we read about and watch in movies are labelled science fiction. But in…

On Being A Journalist (Or Attempting To)

“Hi, I’m a journalist from the Fremantle Herald”. My voice echoes down the phone, and my simple statement is met by instant wariness. I can sense it through the hesitant crackle down the other end of the line, and nervous breathing and the clammy palms. Well, I actually have no clue about any of that,…

Year Abroad Tips

So it’s already been four months to the day since I lugged my bags to Heathrow and waved goodbye to the surprisingly warm English summer. I then proceeded to spend a grand total of seventeen numbing hours airborne, with a quick layover in the ridiculously shiny airport in Doha. There’s even a gigantic teddy bear…