I have less than a week to go before I move to Spain and recently I’ve been reflecting on my 5 months in Portugal.
All in all, I would say that I have enjoyed 70% of my time here, and 30% of the time I’ve found a bit of a struggle. 2,144 more words
At 3:08pm, a male caller rang the telephone exchange in Exchequer Street, Dublin, with the following bomb warning: “Listen love, there is a bomb in O’Connell Street at the Bridge”. 328 more words
I can almost sense the eye roll, I can almost hear the sigh. I don’t blame you! The idea of ‘self-care’ has become a real Instagram cliche; here are my toes pointing out of a bubble bath with a candle flickering on the side, hashtag self-care, here is my hand clasping a mug of frothy coffee in a cosy café, hashtag self-care, you get the idea. 1,211 more words