It’s New Years eve and I’ve been in bed crying. Not because of Brexit fears or concerns about Kin Jong Un’s nuclear capabilities, but because I’ve spent an hour googling meal replacement shakes and the likely outcome of a Heller’s Myotomy. My mum has pointed out the sanely obvious – that doing this when you’re…

We’ve all heard about man-spreading… but let’s talk about woman-spreading. Now you know I’ve got your back ladies, always, but as a woman of blubber I can tell you now there’s something us females do and it’s just as uncomfortable for those unfortunate enough to be in close proximity. Generally, but not exclusively speaking, a…