Fem Feelings … Sax before Sex

I wake up naked and alone. Flicking my hair over my shoulder so it tickles my back, I smile at myself in the mirror. ‘Morning Sexy’, says the voice from nowhere. I sit up facing my reflection before angling myself into a pose that makes my nipples point upward, bringing my arm in and pushing…

Daag Masala 

‘Have you been crying?’ My Mother stares into the phone whilst contining to chop onions. I give her the hay fever excuse and then start going on about Chem Trails to deflect further questioning. They are polluting our air, it distresses me, making us sick. I sigh, I am so sick and tired of life’s…

The Real Face of Yoga

No California Blondes, not a catchy slogan vest in sight, just focused and dedicated individuals doing their best – the real face of yoga is your own. Like ballet I enjoy practicing yoga as it allows me to focus on my inner and outer strength. I care not for anyone else in the room and…

Happy No Baby Day

I am really happy today and for the first time since I was twenty two, Mothering Sunday has passed without as much as a raised eyebrow from me. It is over. Today on Happy You Have No Baby Day I am fine with things. I no longer desire a baby and I no longer mourn…

Bar Belle

Is it appropriate for a single professional woman to sit alone at a bar on a school night drinking cocktails? I found myself wondering this to myself on the station platform unsure whether to head into town or not. A few years ago I would have boarded the train and hit a familiar bar but…

Not so Happy Cyst-mas

I started to get stressed around the end of November, I had returned to university to commence my Masters, I had a new job, a new routine and I also had a stupid plus one to my friends wedding and couldn’t find a soul to accompany me.  As December began my sleep pattern deteriorated and…