I am a lover of hobbies.  I get a new hobby at least every year.  One summer I made a handbag out of duct-tape (a posh woman off to Ladies’ Day at Ascot told me it was ‘gorgeous’).  I got into drawing portraits, particularly of random people, at university.  Then there’s knitting – it’s art, Continue reading

I’m so fed up with reading stuff about rape, rape jokes, victim blaming (eg blaming a teenage girl for when she is raped by a group of adult men) and so on. I tried to stop reading feminist blogs for a bit, thinking I’d be reading fewer stories about rape, rape jokes, and victim blaming Continue reading

I have something to confess. I am fat. You may have thought I was overweight, chubby, curvy, a bit on the squishy side, large (I’m barely 5’4″) or even obese (ick). But no. I am fat. For some reason, fat is often a bit of a dirty word. Which makes me sad. And this is Continue reading