Love Lasers

We didn’t always get along, my sister and I. For starters she stole my parrot. I was two years old, had almost just died from some life-threatening kidney thing, and there she was. Monopolising my mum. Who the fuck was she? I don’t remember feeling rejected or displaced. I just remember the parrot. It was…

I Love You, Houmous – or – Veganuary: My Milder Thoughts

So I haven’t eaten meat or drunk animal milk for a while, but January was the month where I went quite a lot further. I did Veganuary. Some say it sounds like a complaint you’d go to a lady doctor about. I can see their point, I choose not to linger on it. But it’s…