I’m talking about the kind you get after socialising with gusto. The hangover that leaves you emotionally and physically drained, without the need for one too many daiquiris the night before (though the two do often come in hand in hand).
While we’re all seeing more of the inside of each other’s homes on our screens, it’s more important than ever to be honest, accepting and non-judgemental about the places we live in.
It seems silly to try and put too much expectation and pressure on this new year. After all, we're mere weeks into January, and already 2021 is keen to follow in the footsteps of 2020.
As with any year, there have been lessons learned, events upon which to reflect, and shining moments for which to be thankful; it’s just that this year, the shining moments are ever brighter against the pitch-black of the bad.
It’s ironic, really, that during a time when we should be focused on the insides of our homes, I’m rediscovering my city.
Two weeks ago, Nuffield Southampton Theatres (NST) was the first theatre to announce its fall into administration, after the blow of the Coronavirus pandemic took its toll on the cultural community.
Allow me to indulge myself, and focus on the good when there is so much bad about.
Oh, manic May. A month I knew would be chock-full of stuff: a trip to Oxford; a weekend away for a wedding in Leicester; a fair few shows; and plenty of writing to boot. Here are a few of my favourite things!
What if you are neither Actively Looking, nor Happily Single?