After nine years without a proper holiday, I have finally escaped. No studio. No travel bulletins. No alarm clocks set to ridiculous hours for early broadcasts. Just a small suitcase, a train ticket, and a few days in Weymouth to rest and reset. It feels strange even writing that. When you work in radio, life […]
It’s been a while since I last wrote anything here. Life has a habit of moving quickly, and before you know it weeks have passed. A lot has been going on behind the scenes. Next week I’m heading off on holiday for a few days. It feels needed. The last few months have been busy
As I reflect on the challenges and the lessons of 2025, I’m looking ahead to 2026 with clearer boundaries, renewed energy, and hope for new beginnings in love, life, and radio.
Some people rush from one relationship into the next and call it healing. This post reflects on why that irritates me, what falling apart taught me, and why taking time alone might be the only way forward.
A birthday rolls round, but this one feels different. Last year’s chaos is out of the frame, and a calmer, steadier version of me steps in.
I can finally share something I’ve wanted to do for a long time. I’m launching my own specialist music show in the New Year, and it’s called The Eighties Playback.
I wish I’d had the guts to tell someone I loved them. I didn’t. And now it’s too late.
Well, that’s it. I’ve done the unthinkable. I’ve deleted Tinder. The app’s gone – no more swiping, no more polite small talk that dies halfway through, and no more “Hey stranger” messages from people who ghosted me three weeks ago.
Today is World Mental Health Day, a day to shine a light on something that affects every one of us in one way or another-our mental wellbeing. For me, this past year has been nothing short of brutal. I found myself caught in a whirlwind of challenges that tested every ounce of my strength. I
The age-old question: is it worth risking a friendship to see if there’s something more?