v Northern (home)

A lot of people have described me as brave for sharing my story. To be honest, I’m not entirely sure if it’s been an act of bravery or more one of self-indulgent oversharing without a great deal of thought given to what the unintended consequences might be. Regardless, it’s been cathartic and I suppose that …

Interlude II

I was going to write a post for the second bye round. Then I realised I couldn’t be bothered. And I remembered that sometimes, when you can’t be bothered, it’s ok to give yourself a break.

v Southern (away)

“What are friends for?” - It’s a rhetorical question so ubiquitous I doubt anyone knows who coined it first. The saying implies that a friend is someone who would do anything for you. Shout you a beer when it’s their turn, lend you a few bucks when you’re short, stick up for you when your …

v Auckland (away)

I used to scoff at the hypothesis of a growing number of academics who assert that social media is linked to depression, but now I get it completely. Twitter in particular feels like a big transnational schoolyard complete with cool kids, outcasts, bullies and sycophants. It’s little aside from a massive popularity contest and winning …