New Year, New M…wait, what?!?

Can anybody else not quite believe the way 2020 has turned out? It seems like an age since I was drunkenly bellowing 'Auld Lang Syne' at midnight, through a mouthful of half eaten pork pie. It's that moment we feel hopeful for the future, heightened by the buckets of champagne (hem hem £5 cava) that …

Black. Lives. Matter.

I am white. I am privileged. Not better. Smarter. Braver. Fitter. Just privileged. Privileged because I have never endured prejudice because of the colour of my skin. It's disgusting, isn't it? I hate seeing those words written down let alone acknowledging the unjust truth that surrounds them. But now more then ever, it needs to …