Wednesday, 1 April 2015


March has been BUSY. Mostly good busy.

However, those of you who know me well will know how task based my life is. Not being able to achieve all my tasks is UPSETTING.

I saw Ed Milliband IN REAL LIFE. He was right there outside my work. He was taller and more handsome in real life (which isn’t usually the way these things go) but he also looked tired and a little anxious. I like Ed. 

Like, so good. To the point where Alex got a little offended by my refreshed interest in his face. ‘Do you only love me for my glasses?!’

I LOVE a good post day, and when I live with someone who orders as much stuff off the internet as Alex, it’s not often I get MY good post day.

Lots of bouldering drawings. The good days and the bad days. 

There is a LOT of good music this year. (And my hair is getting really long)

Got irrationally emotional when La Choza gave me a burrito rather than the tostadas I’d ordered (and I didn’t notice till I’d got it home). Basically just saying this over and over through mouthfuls of burrito, like a petulant child unwilling to admit that actually it's quite a nice burrito but I'm just really hungry and tired and stressed.

Ever tried to organise a holiday with a largish group of friends? I perhaps got a false impression of how easy it could be after I managed it with little tribulation last year.
BOAT is going ahead in June with an almost totally different group of people to the original plan, and it’s going to be great, but at this point I was just about ready to give up. 

Pizzaface have got a great special on at the moment called ‘The Reg’. I order it with artichokes and vegan cheese instead of the wild boar salami, and the rest is fresh radishes, fennel seeds, fennel, caramelised onions and chipotle chilli, and a squeeze of lemon juice. It’s SO GOOD.


Public service announcement: it’s really easy to make potato farls from scratch.

I feel that I definitely made the most effort for work’s St. Patrick’s day do. (Aforementioned potato farls and by far the greenest outfit.) 

Different holiday. Same stress. (I have to go back to where I grew up for a wedding. So apparently does EVERYONE ELSE IN THE WORLD because I cannot get an affordable place to stay for love nor reasonable amounts of money)

Quite the achievement. I’ve made some bad falafels before, but these were on a whole new level.

Redeemed myself with some great pasta though.

BIRTHDAY! Mostly revolved around eating amazing stuff.

Day-after-birthday ruined by (mostly irrational) letting agent anxiety. Wouldn’t it be nice if they would just put us on a periodic contract so I didn’t have to get paranoid every 12 months that they’ll find some reason to kick us out so they can do up the house and get in loads more rent from wealthier people instead. I got another one of those great pizzas though, and friends made things better.

Veg fest is RIDICULOUS. It was SO busy that I couldn’t even get lunch. At a food festival! All the queues were far too long, but I did buy loads of different kinds of vegan milk chocolate which I’m looking forwards to indulging in once lent is over. Vegfest was so intense and exhausting that I was too tired to do a good climb and nearly fell to my death (slight hyperbole)

Is anyone else watching Indian Summers on Channel 4? It’s basically PERFECT Sunday evening telly. Brooding beautiful people in period costumes with just the right balance between plot and aesthetically pleasing sex scenes.

Onwards to April. Hopefully a good April. With plenty of brooding beautiful people, plot, and aesthetically pleasing sex scenes.

Wednesday, 18 March 2015

Work work

I've been doing some fun stuff at work recently.

I work for a group of international colleges (teaching foreign students English), and one of our English teachers at our London colleges has been writing a series of blogs about slang, idioms and suchlike. I've been creating illustrations for these articles, a portrait 'thumbnail' with explanatory words, and a main landscape image without the words to display on the article page. It's been fun.

Food metaphors 

Beauty metaphors

Compliments and insults

Register (Formal/Informal)

Words for when you can't think of the word (yet to be published)

Weather related idioms

Body metaphors

They've also been doing a 'word of the week' feature on the Facebook page, where various members of staff pick their favourite word and I illustrate it.
Here are a few!

I picked bottom. Obvs.

Monday, 2 March 2015


Oh February! Short and sweet! Payday comes around so fast! In some ways, February is my favourite month.

For starters, I WON A THING. I know everyone always says this, but... I don't know if I've ever won a thing before! Definitely not a thing this fun. Expect to see my design on a t-shirt at Boulder Brighton soon! (Also, I am genuinely delighted to share the winning glory with Sofia, because they just couldn't choose between us because we're both TOO AWESOME.)

We went to Torquay. I like Torquay. It feels far enough away from everything that it reminds me of where I grew up, but crucially, isn't where I grew up, so it feels like a faintly exotic adventure.

We went to visit Alex’s parents there. Alex’s Dad reads my blog (Hi Tony!) and has somehow become convinced that I'm really good at drawing people. It's not true. I'm fairly good at drawing me and Alex because me and Alex both have ridiculous distinguishing features that make us easily identifiable no matter how crude the drawing. Actual normal people? Not so. Alex's dad tried to persuade me to draw him and I did a fairly poor job. On the bright side, the drawing does look like a human man. On the downside, it doesn't look like Alex's dad. Oh well.

I still can’t even really draw myself to look like myself, but I am STILL TRYING different styles and different ways, and one day I will achieve an accurate self portrait. But not yet.

After we got back from Torquay I'd booked myself an extra day off work to relax. Days off work are great sometimes. Even when they're mundane. But Wagamama ruined it by tricking me into eating chicken, gross gross gross gross

Now is really not a good time to be a butterfly. I feel a bit bad that I chucked him out in the cold but I didn’t want him to land on my face while I was sleeping.

Why do I procrastinate even the fun things?

Bouldering is still fun. But I worry that my rate of progress is a bit slow. Maybe I’m not trying hard enough? (I am really trying quite hard though, harder than I have tried at any other sport ever I think) Or maybe I'm just not very good?! This is something I may have to come to terms with.

So a friend of a friend saw my blog about our house cook book, and asked if she could have one in exchange for something knitted. SKILL SWAP! I love skill swaps. She knitted me this amazing pair of mittens and they're SO GOOD I have basically been wearing them all the time ever since. Can't draw hands very well, and frankly barely even tried here because I was too busy concentrating on the mittens.

We got loads of delicious vegan chinese takeaway for Chinese new year. It was great. (Vegans of Brighton: ‘Oriental’ on Lewes road is a mediocre Chinese takeaway for the most part, but they offer LOADS of weird crazy vegan ‘meats’, and their vegan crispy duck pancakes are quite something.)

We and Alex missed our train home from Shoreham by SECONDS and had to spend 40 minutes sitting in cold Shoreham station late at night. We were grumpy but Ticket to Ride saved the day.

I had a really good climb that saturday which eased my bad feels somewhat. Chalk! I was previously cynical but it genuinely helps, or at the very least tricks my brain into being braver.

Half marathon! Went to cheer on three separate friends who were running it, LJ, Hannah and Marina, all of whom I was lucky enough to see, and all of whom, I’m pleased to say, looked TOTALLY CHILL, just coasting along like pros. Unlike loads of other people who looked like the might actually drop down and die. It’s a faintly distressing experience watching people suffer that much (although not nearly as distressing as it is for them, I’m sure)

Alex is getting new glasses and I am SO EXCITED. (He’s ordered them on the internet and they will be here any day now. Eeeeee!)

Baked a great orange cake. Bought an orange to go in it, and it came wrapped in this pretty tissue paper which made me oddly nostalgic. This was how my mum used to be able to trick me into eating fruit, because it came in a pretty wrapper.

Anyway, March is here now and I am SO EXCITED FOR SPRING.