Speak to Tash
 
 

After a bout of extreme chocolate eating mixed with intense gin drinking, I woke up this Saturday with what can only be described as self-loathing.     A quick perusal of social media confirmed that I was the only person in the universe who wasn’t in the gym, or doing some improbable form of exercise and that if I was to continue using the badge ‘millennial’ then I should sort my shit out immediately.   And thus we begin this week’s blog with a lesson...

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