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Milling about

You know you’re an adult when a building inspires you. But you know you’re truly an adult when your list of favourite buildings include: • The Feathers Hotel in Ludlow (totally haunted) *sleeps with one eye open* • Sagrada Família in Barcelona - for no other reason than my mate lives directly opposite and THIS... Continue Reading →

100% a Traitor

You know you’re an adult in 2026 when it’s been the longest January ever, it’s still winter and The Traitors season 4 is over. Me: I will not let murder, betrayal and lies dictate my life Also me: *buys The Traitors board game* That’s right, you know you’re truly an adult in 2026 when you... Continue Reading →

Help, I’m healthy (this week)

You know you're an adult when you start making healthy choices. But you know you're truly an adult when your healthy choices (drumroll please) pay off. Wahey! (Oh no, does this mean I have to create a Tik-Tok account where I arrogantly impose my healthy choices upon other people so they too can lead a... Continue Reading →

The Dictionary

Contains language You know you're an adult when you acquire random items. But you know you're truly an adult when you put these items in your home, forget about them and nobody questions where they came from. Me: 'I like to keep the house minimal and clean' Mum: 'Here's a random bag of crap I... Continue Reading →

Honey, I feel sorry for the kids

You know you're an adult when someone asks 'when are you having children?' But you know you're truly an adult when you reply to this question by … signing up to a bunch of Burlesque classes in an act of female rebellion. Me: I'm a dignified member of societyAlso me: How do I join the... Continue Reading →

Pie and Prejudice

You know you're an adult when your friends rely on you for help. But you know you're truly an adult when you wonder what superhero power you'll need to pull out the bag to save the day. Like the time my friend dropped her car keys down a muddy drain near my house on a... Continue Reading →

BRB, off to build better boundaries

You know you’re an adult when therapy becomes your number one hobby. But you know you’re truly an adult when these therapy sessions unearth generational trauma and a pattern of unhealthy relationships that aren’t doing your life any favours. Me: reckon I have my sh*t together 80% of the time The other 20%: FFS I’m... Continue Reading →

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