By I graduated into the big wide world, which was temporarily closed due to the pandemic. So, I packed my bags and moved back in with my parents to a house in a small ageing community by the coast. Just west of the Solent, lies our shingled beach and rugged cliffs,
By The Power of the Plural
Anyone who’s dreamt big will know the uneasy feeling of referring to yourself as “we”. “We plan to do this…” “Our team will deliver this…” etc. All the while, you know that “we” is just “you”, typing through the night in porridge-stained pyjamas. Technically, the only person who’s allowed to