The Salon

This is a true story. Tenses may have been jumbled in an effort to maintain the corporeal sense of time which one feels when attending an appointment. Moreover, I've not got the energy to edit it too much at this stage.   The following takes place a quick walk from Baker Street, past the famous … Continue reading The Salon

Virgin Express to hell: Brexiteers, Privateers and Pirates form an orderly queue 

I travelled, rather am travelling from London, north, to Edinburgh today on the hottest day of the year. Temperature reading from fellow passengers have topped 47 degrees. We are stopping in York shortly where the train will be hand painted with a Virgin active logo, this is now Richard Bransons flagship free moving sauna. Mr … Continue reading Virgin Express to hell: Brexiteers, Privateers and Pirates form an orderly queue 

Hung Parliament Purgatory: Heaven and Hell. Whole foods and Hospitals.

So that's that. The election wrapped up dramatically to reveal exactly what we were told was going to happen had happened but in dramatic circumstances. Jeremy Corbyn has won and lost. Theresa May lost and yet still won. Assuredly the most British of elections. And while nothing will rid the shame from Theresa Mays legacy, … Continue reading Hung Parliament Purgatory: Heaven and Hell. Whole foods and Hospitals.

New Perspective Required. Apply within.

I recently attended the Psychedelics for Psychology lecture at the UCL. The evening consisted of talks from some of the new pioneers in Psychedelic research in the field of Psychology. I was attending in a non-student, non-academic, why-are-you-here-actually? capacity which put me initially on edge. It is a long time since my student days, days which were … Continue reading New Perspective Required. Apply within.