The reasons (other than spending time with family) I enjoy coming to my parents’ house for Christmas include, but are not limited to:
1. My parents’ cat, Sylvester, who just silently judges us
2. The wide availability of chocolate around the house
3. The house’s transformation into a true grotto

In the wise words of Rupert Giles:

Let’s goooo babeeee!

I feel like I should be leaving a bowl of milk out for this decoration at my parents’ house.

A mini campaign, you say?

Cigarettes After Sex at the O2 Arena were amazing. Such a good atmosphere!

Very on brand. #SpotifyWrapped2023

Reading one chapter a night is so difficult - I want to race ahead but it’s also a treat at the end of the day.

I spent half the week either driving to or from, or being in Sheffield. Now I am on night shifts. My body has decided all over pain is the best response.

Committing to spooky season. #thisishalloween #itmaybehot #butitstechnicallyaututmn

Not me shouting, “Heathcliff? Heathcliff?’ during my morning run…

Gorgeous day to get a PB! 🥳

When you roll a Nat 1 on your stealth check but a Nat 20 on strength 💪#nerdfitness