The Death Knell of Fashion

I’ve had a few conversations with friends recently about gender roles and fluidity, and one recurring observation was how our identity is sometimes forged by outward appearances such as the clothing we choose to wear. Maybe predictably a few of these conversations have started when I mentioned that Edinburgh will be hosting a showing of one of my all-time favourite …

Why I donated blood

I donated blood yesterday; for the first time since high school, I was able to actually give blood. ┬áThis is the first year in a long time I’ve not been tattooed in 12 months, or pierced, or travelled to an exotic destination that required a heap of inoculations that deemed me ineligible. Some or most of you will have seen …