Blah blah — it’s my favourite thing. But look: my other favourite things! Bad English, and spurious health claims!
On the monkeys on the Djemaa el Fna. Content note: distressing image.
Some amazing t-shirt slogans, and a bonus: the most amazing beauty treatment I’ve ever seen.
On why Marrakesh will always be so special to me.
I have become more confident with my writing over time, and I have also become more comfortable with the performative aspect of writing. But I still don’t write for anyone. I write for me. It’s in my blood.
Mental health literature usually makes me feel like a freak or very ill. This zine made me feel special, cared for, lifted up.
“If I were the UK, I’d never let EU go.”