Into The Wild yes, but I draw the line at killing a chicken

I always remember a friend arriving back in London after two weeks traversing Scotland in a camper van, figuratively stoned on the power of the slowing down that had happened to her during the trip. When your mind already runs a million miles a minute, being in a city like the UK capital obviously isn’t… Read More Into The Wild yes, but I draw the line at killing a chicken

Cailíní Secret: No One Is Alone In What They Feel

First thing’s first: that word, cailíní, is an Irish one and it means women (or girls – I mainly remember it from Gaelic classes at my female-only school when the teacher was telling us to shut the f**k up and listen). So Cailíní Secret refers to the secrets of Irish women, as sourced and compiled by fellow… Read More Cailíní Secret: No One Is Alone In What They Feel