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Prisons Lined with Cookies

For me, the prayer ‘lead us not into temptation’ means ‘drag me away from comparisons with others’. In that, I am asking God to overpower the algorithm which shapes my Facebook news feed. It’s there that I stalk ‘could have’s … Continue reading

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Why Christmas is for Babies (and that means us)

I go into Advent empty. Normally I enjoy taking apart cultural constructions and showing the emperor isn’t wearing any clothes, as it were. It turns out the same is true of me. Solid ground and certainties seem to bend in … Continue reading

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Sorry Seems to be the Rarest Word

I’ve been thinking a lot about the ‘take back control’ slogan used by the EU Leave campaign, and how it resonated with a power that Remain’s economic arguments perhaps never could. It seems to echo Ronald Reagan’s 1980 election promise … Continue reading

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The Rural Heart of God

  Now, well into a tyrannical reign- the right amount of “well into” for the beginning to feel immeasurably long ago, and the end equally far off- when power was centralised far off on another continent, there was a puppet … Continue reading

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A Prophetic Inspector Calls

I am pretty late to An Inspector Calls by J.B. Priestley- it’s the A Level English Lit staple that I missed out on in favour of 1930s Brighton. But thankfully there is the BBC to bring me back up to … Continue reading

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Y’er Off The Edge of the Map, Mate: Here There Be Pirates

As awkward, wannabe-punk teenagers, my best friend and I were massively into the Playstation 2 game Tony Hawks’ Underground. Although we played it most Friday nights, we kinda sucked. So instead of climbing through the levels and completing the game … Continue reading

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We’re All Nomads Here

We’re an up-and-outta-here generation. Or maybe it’s Cambridge that skews my perspective. It’s a town that breaths deep from its diaphragm: its tummy inflating and contracting, taking in tourists and day-trippers, visiting scholars and students, and then breathing them out … Continue reading

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