Remember the person, not the disease

Whenever we visit my grandfather, there’s the potential he may be having an ‘off day’. If and when this is the case, my father may say to me, ‘I hope I’m in the ground before I ever get like that’. But what is ‘that’ exactly? For the most part, he means being diagnosed with dementia, which my paternal grandmother also suffered from for a number of years. Being unable to remember your friends, your family and even yourself the further along this disease grabs you can be totally distressing, both to experience and to witness, so I can understand his mentality.

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How to survive your first year of university

After my first, and certainly entertaining, year studying English Literature and Spanish at the University of Birmingham (and inspired by a wonderful piece by Juliette Rowsell) I thought it might be best to impart some wisdom for apprehensive new students to take with them when they embark on their first year of undergraduate adventures this September.

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Breaking social media barriers

I don’t have to be the one to remind you that the world we live in nowadays is a digital one. Hell, you’re probably reading this on a phone screen or some other kind of tablet that’s yet to be invented.  We were always told at school: ‘don’t talk to strangers’. It was practically drummed into us really, plastered all over walls, Powerpoint presentations and in campaign video after campaign video. However, I think our world has changed.

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Loner in London

I love London a hell of a lot. Having not been there since December with my best friend, it was time to revisit one of my favourite places in the country. I ended up selling one of my tickets for Catfish and the Bottlemen at O2 Shepherd’s Bush Empire, mainly due to lack of money (and lack of friends willing to travel to the capital with me). This meant that as I was desperate to see them live, I’d make the trip down by myself.

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