On why we need International Women’s Day

Much like my favourite Twitter profile in the build-up to Christmas is the ever patient, almost saint-like, John Lewis from Virginia who is categorically *not* a retail store, my favourite one on March 8th, International Women’s Day, is Richard Herring’s, who (less patiently but no less diligently) explains to every whining person that International Men’s… Continue reading On why we need International Women’s Day

On having the painters in

Having the painters in. Being visited by Aunt Flo. The Monthly Visitor. Periods. Half the population get them. They vary from irritating to excruciating, but they are a regular and essentially unavoidable occurrence in our lives for a solid 40 years (yes, some forms of permanent contraception stop them but for the most part we… Continue reading On having the painters in

On curiously British supporters

My mother hates cycling. Bikes, according to her, are evil and deliberately throw you off, and I have literally never seen her ride or even sit on a bike, save the static Penny Farthing in the family photo album. So it would seem more than a little odd that last week she and I only… Continue reading On curiously British supporters

On changing rooms

No doubt one of many musings about body image, this is probably one of the most personal approaches possible when it comes to body image and sport. Obvious disclaimer – these thoughts are based entirely on my own experiences and those of my friends, and are neither a universal truth, nor should anything I or… Continue reading On changing rooms

On Olympic Positivity

‘I can’t believe it’s been four years since 2012!’ The words on everyone’s lips at the moment it seems. With Rio only days away, and only pushed out of the news by the car crash that is British politics at the moment, harking back to the halcyon days that were the London Olympics is basically… Continue reading On Olympic Positivity