From the gloomy, grey skies, to the dark, hidden, secretive codes, Florence is a magical, puzzling place. The secretive codes, enchanting buildings and the mysterious atmosphere are enough to confirm that Florence, is always almost an excellent idea. Some reasons why I left parts of me in Florence.. Inside the famous Dumuo – we took… Read More Florence for the evening (preferably).
Over the past couple of months, I’ve left the gym, and have found myself running more and doing more physical exercise. Now that I’ve reached a balance and moderate speed/ distance, time to work on other parts of the body and to make sure I’m stretching properly and looking after those joints long-term. I’ve managed… Read More Perfect post-run cool down
Feminist, “The advocacy of women’s rights on the ground of the equality of the sexes”… but here’s the thing, it isn’t women who are feminists today. Feminism has been misconstrued and portrayed in the modern age. It’s not just about women fighting for the rights of women, it’s about men and women, mother and father,… Read More The real face of a feminist.
Adam Smith (1723 – 1790) has featured on English money for as long as I can remember – a fascinating creature for those who identify as followers of the invisible hand or free market economics. I’ve played around with the idea of regulation a fair bit – hey ho, I ended up doing a Masters in the… Read More Adam Smith: the ultimate hero?
This is my second day in the city and I am falling in deep admiration of this incredible city. From its tragic, yet wonderful location, this intensely artistic city has fully captured each wall in my heart and I am really feeling the vibe of this beautiful place.
After waiting and waiting, the time arrived and I finally flew out to New York! I have to commend Delta on their flight.. Whilst the attendants were a little less friendly than other airlines, the overall journey was comfortable and the service was excellent. There was a wide selection of fairly current movies and the… Read More Travel Updates
Sometimes you don’t know what you have lost, until the thought of it evaporates, vanishes.. and for a second you realise what it was like living with it, in comparison to the ache of living without it.