the Rome in my mind.

The veins of Rome's mysteries flowed from the home in which I had conjured them Tall bold images of the forum and colosseum Blocking the view and my mind. It was about time I rested in the arms of the old The world before the one I had known Where souls still walked amongst the... Continue Reading →



I knew the clouds were there Spread like a feather-filled duvet Unmade and strewn across an expanse of confusion and muddle. We took our impurities with us to the sky Designed only for the purest Else we would have been given wings - or an immediate death.

Have you found the romance?

We couldn't find the romance. I didn't understand why it was that Rome was considered romantic apart from the fact that the first 3 letters of both words were the same. There were many other emotions that seemed to take over. Rome was a deep pool of thought and imagination. Of worlds beyond belief. There... Continue Reading →


Rome was absolutely never ever somewhere I thought I would go so soon. Last summer I had the chance to go to Lake Como for a week and then venture into Milan. I loved it. I found it beautiful. Italian elegance and great food. The elegance may not seem to be my vibe but looking... Continue Reading →


One of my favourite things in the world is definitely not getting up at 6.30am on a Sunday morning but I feel that God has a way of blessing this mini-sacrifice to my weekend. I've started serving with Greenlight - a homeless initiative aimed at giving more to those who sleep rough in London. There... Continue Reading →

just a copywriter…

I, of all people, should know the power of words. I live them. I breathe them. I have too many of them. I write them down. They take me places. They get stuck. They make me frustrated. They make me feel alive. Better writing = more success. That's what I heard tonight at a Tech... Continue Reading →

repurposing yoga.

Now for the first time in my life I don't believe that this post on yoga comes from my inner (wannabe) hipster. Before I thought that's what it was all about: being indie, caring about chakras and having thick, flowing blonde hair, a beautifully patterned sports bra and a heavenly-toned body to match. My reason... Continue Reading →


Today for the first time in my life I helped out at a winter shelter. Homelessness was always something I saw but never something I engaged with until London shoved it right in my face and forced me not to look away. In the 5 months I've been here I've written stories about it, signed... Continue Reading →

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