I think the correct name for this venue is actually now The O2 Brixton, but I will forever call it Brixton Academy because that was what it was called when I used to go their regularly for gigs back in the early early noughties. It’s my favourite venue for live music. The Academy holds about…… Continue reading A bittersweet gig- Incubus at the Brixton Academy
We walk into a situation. Any situation. A room at a party; an adjacent seat at a dinner table; a group training exercise. I turn to you and say, “Hello, I have mental illness.” How would you respond? If I were as open with this fact as you might be if you had had a particularly bad…… Continue reading “Hello, I have a mental illness..” (1)
When I was young they told me and the others not to fall in with the “bad crowd.” The “bad crowd” were the ones who did drugs and made up stories on street corners at night. The ones who did not finish their homework, and then challenged the teachers who punished them. The ones who…… Continue reading The “bad crowd”
So I travelled up to Lewisham last night to spend the night with my little sister. She’s been crazy busy with work and, more excitingly, wedding planning (eeeek!)- so it was so great to catch up with her and hear how everything’s going. The main and most exciting headline: she has finally picked her dress.…… Continue reading Catching up with my baby (soon to be married) sister, and contemplating adulthood, lingering symptoms, and Itchycoo Park!
Mad new world 