Just after midnight on Friday 13th June I went into early labour. As I couldn’t sleep, I walked around upstairs and while standing on the landing, noticed a full moon illuminating the dark sky. It filled me with hope, as I knew this meant the birth was imminent. The full moon landing on Friday 13th
I wrote ‘an open letter to my housemate the party animal’ for The Debrief – recalling my bygone days of hedonism when I was living in a shared house with girls who liked to party, as well as the period after when I’d given up the all-night parties. Read it here.
I wrote a piece for The Huffington Post in defence of Kirstie Allsopp’s comment about women prioritising procreation during their fertile years. Read it here.