Thanks and see you in the not too distant future
I don’t have time to write this blog post. Paradoxically, it’s precisely because I don’t have time to write it that I feel the need to.
I don’t have time to write this blog post. Paradoxically, it’s precisely because I don’t have time to write it that I feel the need to.
Having started studying for a degree last year, my life has become a cycle. Every six weeks or so I have to produce and complete two assignments. I recently completed another cycle of assignments and as I worked on them, two things became constant features in my life: Strong coffee and the sound of techno
Mrs Adams gave me a sideways glance as I placed the bowls of salad in front of the kids and told them they could eat it with their fingers. My wife knows how much importance I place on table manners. I think she was seriously considering calling for a doctor because she had never heard
We’ve reached a rather awkward milestone in this household, one that makes me feel very uncomfortable. I’ve had several conversations with my kids – both of them daughters – and I’ve found myself feeling incredibly dismayed at the male entitlement and misogyny they’ve both had to tolerate.
There’s a strong argument to say youth mental health services were struggling prior to the COVID pandemic. The past couple of years has seen demand for mental health services rocket upwards. How are schools and parents supposed to cope with this? Youth mental health charity Beyond has recognised this need and will shortly be holding