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Our Natural State

Posted on September 3, 2012 by Janey Ballantyne
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It’s Friday night and I have turned down two party invitations to stay in and watch sport on TV, the rules of which I hardly understand. Yep, Olympic fever has become unavoidable and I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else. … Continue reading →

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Embarrassment or Death

Posted on August 9, 2012 by Janey Ballantyne
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Which would you choose? It seems until recently I have always gone for the ‘death’ option. I mean, it is so much easier, and less embarrassing, to not run screaming down the carriage when you see an unattended bag on … Continue reading →

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Being A Grown Up

Posted on August 6, 2012 by Janey Ballantyne
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On Saturday my friend came over and we ate pizza and watched The Muppets. We are 35. I can honestly say it was one of the most fun evenings I’ve had in a while. So what if the movie’s not … Continue reading →

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Freak Out!

Posted on July 23, 2012 by Janey Ballantyne
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I sometimes have to pinch myself to remember how lucky I am to have been born into the time and place that I am. By an accident of birth I have been born into a life where I am afforded … Continue reading →

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Sticks and Stones

Posted on July 23, 2012 by Janey Ballantyne
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My nemesis, when I was 9, was also called Janey. One day she whispered something in my ear as we were leaving the lunchroom, and for the first time I felt a stabbing pain of injustice. I can no longer … Continue reading →

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You Can’t Plan Love

Posted on July 2, 2012 by Janey Ballantyne
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We met at University. He had a ponytail. I took the piss out of that ponytail mercilessly. We were studying English so would spend hours in the local pub discussing what Faulkner was trying to say in As I Lay Dying, … Continue reading →

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Broken Home, Not Broken Family

Posted on July 2, 2012 by Janey Ballantyne
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The best thing my parents ever did (apart from have me, of course) was split up. I don’t remember much about the 7 years before my dad had an affair with a family friend, but I remember how our house … Continue reading →

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The Drugs Don’t Work

Posted on July 2, 2012 by Janey Ballantyne
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I wish I could remember my twenties. It was only five years ago but there is a haze over that decade which I don’t think will ever come into focus. I remember my university years vividly, those first years away … Continue reading →

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Coping With The Daily Grind

Posted on July 2, 2012 by Janey Ballantyne
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My alarm goes off at 7.30am, I press the snooze button for half an hour, sometimes more. I drag myself into the shower, often leaning my head against the tiles. I get dressed, I walk to work. I sit at … Continue reading →

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You Gotta Have Faith

Posted on May 27, 2012 by Janey Ballantyne
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I don’t believe in God. Even in the 21st century it’s a hard thing to admit, and I sometimes get raised eyebrows and expressions of shock from friends who didn’t know. I went to a Methodist school and was exposed … Continue reading →

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18 straight whiskies is what Dylan Thomas claimed he'd just drunk shortly before he collapsed and died in Greenwich Village. He was 39. He did not get the chance to rage, rage against the dying of the light.

I have never drunk 18 straight whiskies, but like most people I have enough demons to understand why someone might, many of which I will share in this blog as I write about working, writing and womanhood from my bases in London, Glasgow and (less frequently than I'd like) New York.

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