Tag: 2016

  • June | In Retrospect

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    Song of the month: Just Another Girl by The Killers

    Coming at you a little late. Hasn’t June been a weird month?

    Personally June should’ve been great. I left May with a renewed sense of enthusiasm about blogging. I had my mini escape out to Dublin with Erin. June is usually Tony Award month on Broadway so my fangirl brain ignites with excitement. It was the ‘official’ start of the Summer. I felt good about the sunshine (and even could put up with the humid rain).

    Then life happened. The Brexit hit and my brain hasn’t been quite right since. I won’t spew many more sentiments on the result – I made that very clear in my Immigrant poetry post. You guys know my stance. I’m not happy. It’s made me think, for the first time, about my place in the UK, as the daughter of immigrants, as an immigrant myself. It’s made me think about my identity. If anything it’s lit a fire in my stomach. I feel more comfortable talking about race on the blog without fear that you guys will feel alienated, which is so comforting at the moment.

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  • Travel | Postcards from Bray, Wicklow

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    One of the thing I was keen on doing and had been recommended by so many people before I headed off to Ireland was to take the train down towards the South and spend some time by the sea in one of Ireland’s coastal towns.

    bray-beach

    Luckily Erin and I caught a break in the slightly grey weather on the Saturday morning of our trip and decided escape the hustle and bustle of Dublin to do just that. We already had a three day train pass, so used it to our full advantage and meandered down the beautiful Irish coastline on the DART.
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  • Travel | Postcards from Dublin

    Postcards from Dublin

    Before shit hit the fan last Thursday, I pootled off for a getaway to the Emerald Isle for long weekend away. I took the trip with the lovely Erin with the mindset of de-stressing a bit, take in the lovely sights and sounds of Dublin, and maybe try a Guinness in the hope it tasted better over there than it did here in England (spoiler alert: I still don’t like Guinness but I did finish most of my pint).

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