Most people are very understanding of asthma, but I have been told certain things in passing, by friends, educators, and strangers alike - “Asthma is just coughing.” “Stop overreacting.” “You obviously don’t exercise enough.” “It’s not a real illness.” “Just get over it.” It’s November 8th, the cold has creeped in across the country. I’m … Continue reading “Just Get Over Your Asthma”
I am, and always have been, a massive nerd. I love education and learning so much that during my time at university I had a Tumblr blog dedicated to studying and notes (I still do, but don’t tell anyone). I was a wild student. It was whilst scrolling through pages of colourful notes and pictures … Continue reading What the heck is a BuJo?
I’ll be honest, I am a busy bee, and I’ve got a lot on my plate. In response to that, I tend to get asked a question – ‘Rosie, how do you do it?’ And I always respond with – ‘Antidepressants’. People always laugh at that. I’ve been on the anti-depressant Sertraline (Zoloft) for … Continue reading My Adventures With Anti-Depressants
This is my Dad, my Mum, and my brother. In June, we went on 'the last family holiday'. Every time I say that phrase, it sounds very morbid. None of us are dying or are off to war or have sworn a familial hatred. I personally think this title of 'the last family holiday' is … Continue reading Travel Talk – Crete 2017
Excuse my language here, but there is no other way to say it – books are the shit. I mean that in a good way. Books are my greatest joy, apart from carbs and my dog Chewie. For three years, I studied BA English Literature & Drama at the University of Winchester; I basically did … Continue reading Talk Literary to Me
This is a *no spoiler* blog post, so those of you who haven't seen 'Wonder Woman' or don't want to can still enjoy. The perks of working in a cinema? The occasional free ticket to any film you want to see. It's especially great as you don't feel you've wasted money on a particularly … Continue reading Why We Need DCEU’s ‘Wonder Woman’
Last week, my nightmares came true. I had to run for the bus. It was time to take the eleven year old boy I childmind to his oboe lesson, and we were going to be late to the bus stop. So I picked up my pace to a quick walk, the one that you tend … Continue reading Rosie Lewis, the unhealthy potato