Connection

It’s easy to be anonymous in London. It’s one of the things I like about large cities. I gravitate towards places where I can hide in plain sight. It creates the illusion of belonging without actually having to interact. The tube is an extension of this anonymity. People cram into carriages, eyes straight ahead, glued onto the paper or their phone. The only goal is … Continue reading Connection

Situationships

‘Hey. Remember me?’ Every now and then a guy I’d completely forgotten about will resurface on my WhatsApp or chat. You know the type. The ones who send a mandatory maintenance text that outwardly says ‘sup’,  but really means ‘I haven’t forgot you, we could still hook up. These never ending situationships that went nowhere have started boomeranging back in the form of monosyllabic text reminders … Continue reading Situationships

Haters Gonna Hate

Why have some people got their panties in a bunch about loving Pokemon Go? As a Pokemon fan from way back, nothing has made me happier than the chance to update my pokedex, get out there and meet other like minded nerds. We’re adorable. Think of us like asexual doggers, wandering around parks and scenic routes, looking for invisible creatures, which we then get mad excited about and … Continue reading Haters Gonna Hate

My So Called Life

Life, or something a lot like it Last month on My Life: I got a job. I started a course. I downloaded Tinder. Again. I quit the job. I finished the course. I deleted Tinder. Again. Despite the boring summary, I feel like things have changed. Albeit microscopically. Instead of putting the same effort into a CV as I did into making pencil cases out of Pocky boxes, I … Continue reading My So Called Life

Happy Endings

Things work always work out in the end. Even gastroenteritis. All it took was one bite of the egg. I heaved up the banana milkshake quicker than I’d drunk it. Then whatever else was left of the Tonsai devil burger I had at the start of my journey. That’s what I get for eating a burger at the beach. I was climbed out. Tired. And I had … Continue reading Happy Endings

Year of the Monkey

It’s good to be impulsive. And occasionally life threatening. It’s the year of the monkey. Naturally, I was born in the year of the monkey. Witty, sociable, easily bored, stubborn. Sums me up perfectly I think. No better time to get harnessed up and back on the face of a mountain. It’s been a few years since I went boulder climbing. It used to be … Continue reading Year of the Monkey

Asian in Asia

Have passport, will travel. It’s 7am and I have a yoga class in an hour. I woke up because of the sea. Living in London, I’ve never had the luxury of waking up to anything other than the sound of urban foxes shagging. Mexico City wasn’t much better. Although sirens were often interspliced with drunken arguments, or thumping music. I didn’t realise how much I … Continue reading Asian in Asia

Know your role

Everyone is good at something…right? As I stood there watching the young man writhing on the floor, lip locked with a rubber IKEA oven mitt, I wondered what the hell I was doing here. My friend Abner has been encouraging me to go to auditions, to network, make contacts with script writers. “You’ve got to get out there and follow your dream!” He was right. Consequently, … Continue reading Know your role

Imperfections

We all deserve a clean slate. The new year is a big deal for some reason. Successfully orbiting our sun matters to us.  I can’t say I know how difficult, or dangerous it was, but I’m sure it warranted a drink. Manchester is currently the shining example of how ham we go on a NYE celebration. I have little recollection of my own NYE, but from the accounts of … Continue reading Imperfections