We love the Coq

I’ve just had my best pal come out to Australia for three weeks of fun, food, and a lot of talking after nine whole months apart. Katy and I packed a lot (of calories) in, had a couple of near-death experiences, and even managed to get up to Byron Bay for a couple of days to…

Fattees at Patee’s

There’s nothing like the magic of a first date… The butterflies in the stomach. The fear that it’ll all end in heartache. The excitement that this might be the one. You’re taking a great leap into the wilderness, and who knows if you’ll make it through to the other side? Emily, who stayed with me over…

This little piggy went to market

Wednesday. Hump day. You’ve struggled through two whole days of work and here you are, at the midpoint with another 48 hours left until the weekend. You probably made a packed lunch for Monday in a fit of healthy optimism; Tuesday was Monday’s nutritious but disappointing leftovers… Wednesday’s lunch was likely a soggy sandwich from the…

Sunday Funday

There is nothing better than waking up on Sunday with the sun shining and feeling fresh as a daisy. After a debilitating hangover ruined my ability to function and “party hard” on Saturday night, I found myself in bed with Rosa at 11pm drinking camomile tea and watching the Arsenal-Spurs game (supporting Arsenal is hard…

D.I.E.T. (Did I eat that?!)

It’s been a week of monumental discoveries: two culinary milestones which will forever be remembered in my photographic memory (which sadly only seems to engage with food, not books). The first life-changing moment occurred as I aimlessly perused the GF section of the supermarket. B R E A D C R U M B S. (Crumbs! Lol)…

Moving in, moving on

“And I fed my tumour to the turtles.” I met David Sedaris at a book signing last week, before his show at Hamer Hall (he’s coming to London in February – GO). As he drew a ‘septopus’ in the title page of Barrel Fever and discussed the soft serve strawberry ice cream he’d tried that day, he…

It’s getting hot in here

It’s 10.15pm and I’m lying in bed, defeated.    Australian summer has really arrived, and it seems that the sunshine, though pleasant, has various adverse and puzzling effects on my body. These include but are not limited to: excessive knee sweating, incessant thigh chafing, and a reduced appetite.  It’s not that I’m not hungry, and…

What 2015 taught me

 This year has been the best and most exciting ever, as well as the most difficult and challenging. I completed a stressful second year, which was made better by all the great people back at Warwick (where r h?) and in Surf (miss you). Now, I’ve been in Australia for nearly six months and had…

Frolickin’ in Fiji

After a long, hard few months chilling out in Australia, it was only right that I treated myself to a summer holiday. My friend from school, Emily, was visiting me in Melbourne fresh from several months travelling in South America and together, we set off on what was realistically a couple’s holiday in the Fiji…

The last supper

I was going to caption this “Vegie Bar… Ledgie Bar,” considering we were marking both the departure of a legend and the meeting of one in Jiordan Tolli – but the last supper was probably more appropriate. Last night was Jemma’s last in Farrer and in Melbourne for a while, so Jem, Rosa and I…

Hey brother

It’s officially the summer holidays. Despite the fact that classes finished over a month ago, I actually finished my exams (…singular exam) yesterday. We’ll take any excuse to celebrate though, so last night a few of us headed down to Prahran for several glasses of Melbourne’s finest $5 bubbly. When I got home, I decided…

Old habits die hard

Is there anything in this world better than a lie in? Waking up, realising you don’t even need to check the time because you have nothing to do and nowhere to be… drifting in and out of a pleasant, hazy snooze.  Since classes finished for the semester, I have been indulging in these lazy mornings…