#JanuHAIRY

#JanuHAIRY

“Oi Nicola! Don’t you know what a Bic is?” “Yeh, it’s a pen.” I yelled back. This is the first time I remember being shamed for my body hair. I was 12. Wit this quick has eluded me ever since. One Spring day some months later I stretched out my...
Twelve books of 2018

Twelve books of 2018

“I never feel lonely if I’ve got a book – they’re like old friends. Even if you’re not reading them over and over again, you know they are there. And they’re part of your history. They sort of tell a story about your journey through...
2018 and out

2018 and out

It’s amazing how we brush over what we have achieved, and focus on what we haven’t. Is it because we see it as crass to talk about our successes? Are women worse at this than men, conditioned as we are to make ourselves small and unthreatening? Well, tits to...
How not to be an ally

How not to be an ally

He sat down behind me and as the room waited for the talk to begin he spoke loudly to the woman he was accompanying. The thing is, I’ve been to a few of these things with you now. We’re in a room of what, two, three hundred people? And I’m one of only maybe 10-15 men?...
White children and the importance of black characters

White children and the importance of black characters

On the leafy South London streets where I live, the should we, shouldn’t we conversation about moving out of London is nearly as common as beards and coffee shops in Shoreditch, (or rain in Manchester, if you’re reading this from somewhere outside of The Centre Of The...