Christmastime, Mistletoe and Jäeger…

That’s the lyrics, right? Good old Cliff, the cheeky minx. And so this post (more than) officially concludes my first term at uni…I clearly have an A* in timekeeping, I actually came home on the 12th. *Slow clap* We most definitely ended the year on a bang. All of my flatmates and I headed toContinue reading “Christmastime, Mistletoe and Jäeger…”

Just call me Jones…

…Bridget Jones, that is. You know the scene in The Edge of Reason where Bridget attends Mr Darcey’s law council dinner in scary knickers and bad hair, insults everyone by calling them “balding upper-middle-class twits” and gets the quiz answer completely wrong? Well extend that over a four hour period and throw in the factContinue reading “Just call me Jones…”

Out on the Push…

Now you may have heard the turn of phrase “out on the pull” but sometimes when your milkshake brings all the boys to the yard, you kind of don’t want it to… Being at university has been my first “proper” taste of the clubbing lifestyle, and can I just say, I’ve had my arse grabbedContinue reading “Out on the Push…”