‘Why?’ This is the single, unanswered question that has followed me since the night I was raped. It is the question that was screaming through my mind as it was happening, and as I was thinking how I could get away whilst minimising harm to myself. It is a question that will never be answered… View Post

Well, it has been quite some time since my last Small Things post: over two years, in fact. There was no conscious decision to stop writing about the little things I took joy in, day to day, but rather that the impact of my attack was so severe that I was unable to do that… View Post

Yesterday, was the second ‘anniversary’ of my rape. By total coincidence, the day before, Winnie Li had just retweeted the article ‘On the Anniversary of Your Rape’. For me, the close proximity to my own ‘anniversary’ meant that her words resonated particularly heavily. In her article, Winnie poses the following question: If we can commemorate… View Post

In Westminster, there is a huge social price that is paid by those who come forward to report that they have been bullied, harassed or sexually abused by someone ‘in the bubble’. That the atmosphere is toxic, has been known for years. A fear of social ostracisation was one of the many interconnected factors that… View Post

The response to my last post has been overwhelming. Thank you to all of those who have sent messages of support, kindness and encouragement on Twitter/Facebook. I am very glad that what I have written has got people thinking, and that it’s had a positive impact. I have to admit, however, that I’m not entirely… View Post

In November 2017, I made the decision to waive my right to lifelong anonymity and came forward to identify myself as a survivor of rape at the hands of a Tory MP’s researcher*. Until now, I have let others speak for me: journalists, friends, lawyers and my local MP to name but a few. As the… View Post

Have you ever had a pattern that you really love the look of, but despite endless attempts, couldn’t make it suit/fit you? Well, one of mine is Leyburn Socks. Don’t they look beautiful? I first tried knitting these back in 2014. I should have learned the first time, because as with my first attempt, I couldn’t… View Post

Confession time! I am one of those people, who still cannot get on board with the idea of using my iPhone to listen to music/audiobooks/podcasts. Unfortunately, since I got my first iPhone back in 2008, the battery life still hasn’t improved enough for me to be able to use it for these things unless I’m… View Post

Something strange has happened over the past few months: my sock knitting has taken an unexpected back seat. By this time last year, I’d made eight pairs. And this year? Until a couple of weeks ago, when my mojo came back with a frustrated vengeance, I was stuck on three. The two pairs below, as… View Post

I’ve ‘umm-ed’ and ‘ahh-ed’ about this post for several months, but I feel an explain is now owed… As I have touched upon in a few of my older entries, I have not been well for over a year now. It started with chronic tonsillitis, which was resolved after a tonsillectomy, and then gradually evolved into… View Post