(originally published here on Breathe) When I ‘lived below the line’ last week, I was really only poor in the same way that someone who posted a make-up-free selfie on Facebook was brave. Nevertheless, taking part in a week-long challenge of living on £1 a day to raise awareness and funds in the fight against…
Last week I joined thousands of others around the world to ‘live below the line’ (£1 a day for food and drink) to raise awareness and funds for the fight against extreme poverty. Here’s how it went! Pre-challenge prep Tried really hard to rustle up a team of people to do this together. Epic fail. Even my housemate…
When the emotional strain of the #GBBO semi-final makes you cry, you know that it’s probably time to get a life. That was me the other week. Friday night in London: there must be more out there than last week’s Homeland on our laptops. Off we go to find it. Starting in the Tate Modern’s…
It’s been a busy month with no time to write, so I’m migrating some old posts across from another blog that I thought I’d have the capacity to write as well. That was optimistic. This one was originally published on Breathe, a Christian network for simpler living. Enjoy! It started off so well. Two…
Greenbelt was where I’d hoped to be last weekend. Sitting eating Goan Fish Curry in the balmy afternoon sunshine, sipping chai in the Tiny Tea Tent from an unhygienic mug, listening to Shane Claiborne inspire me to live in community, and bumping into random people who I hadn’t seen for years. Instead, due to the…
UK student cards work in France. Très bien! This gets me a decent price for a two-day hop-on hop-off boat pass. River Seine, here I come. What is it about boats that compels strangers on one to wave at strangers on another? The new-found solidarity of being afloat at the same time? Odd. But compulsive.…
I came to Paris in need of good food and good company, along with a decent dash of energising solitude. The weekend kicked off with the former and ended happily with the latter. Tick box, as Anna would say. Nessie and I consumed our morning coffee and pains au chocolat in a little local square,…
First evening in Paris and we end up in a place called Krishna Bhavan near Gare du Nord where I order un lassi de mangue and un thaali. Scooping up curry with parathas seems remarkably like the last time I had dinner with Harriet, somewhere near Euston, and I feel like we’re not doing the…
I was really not in the mood for church on Sunday. On Saturday, for the umpteenth time, I had put on my happy face on to go to a wedding. It’s not that I didn’t want to be there and I was honestly really glad to be invited and to share their moment. I do…
Sunshine, friends and food have worked their restorative magic after an exhausting week. It was the week which began with submitting our dissertation proposals and ended with our much-dreaded and much-prepared for group presentations. As we left SOAS at 11pm on Presentation Eve, after hours of printing and practice, I was definitely ready for a…
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