Hi, I am a runner

Hi, I am a runner

Build yourself a time machine and hurtle back prior February 2020.  Ask politely if I want to start running.  Be prepared for a bemused scoff and a hearty laugh because me - actually choosing to pound pavements and get sweaty outside of the bedroom?  No bloody way, hun.  I too am surprised therefore of my [...]

An Unemployed Sunday

An Unemployed Sunday

I am, as of yesterday, officially unemployed.  And, let me tell you; I feel really fucking fabulous about it.  I am fortunately in a position to be able to pluck myself out of responsibility and swan around Manchester town for two weeks on a freelance basis.  I have a wide, shining fortnight of participating only [...]