There’s no feeling like watching a crowd lose themselves to music. Nothing. Watching a friend, colleague, or random member of the public in uncontainable musical lust is an incredible feeling. Even more so, it feels euphoric knowing that you contributed, in some way, shape or form, to their experience. I’m so lucky to have, throughoutContinue reading “Festivals”
The title pretty much explains it all – it sure as hell sucks, financially and mentally, being exiled to Zone 6. But at the same time, I’m lucky to be surrounded by so much culture and excitement that only those who live further along the Met Line than Harrow-on-the-Hill can relate to.
This Christmas marks the first that I would be grateful to receive socks. But despite the financial hell of going to university – I won’t look back.