It seems like every other week brings a new Tube Strike to London. Despite me only really getting the Tube (DLR massive) for 4 stops it seems to always effect me somehow. Doesn't help that it's the Central Line I get, known by Londoners as Hell. Here's some thoughts I had as I was navigating the latest one.
YOYOYOYO.
I think this post is a bit cheeky, celebrating having a blog for a year this month when I've posted like two times since November. But still, any chance for a celebration eh.
Yeah it's been a rocky few months on this corner of the internet. And I know a lot of people are struggling with this year so far, how is it only February? I genuinely think January lasted about 3 years. But I am ready to dust off the cobwebs and start a fresh in the new Melberryy year.
So I thought I'd write a little post about my past year, not even in the usual 'Things I learnt in my first year of blogging' way, but more what I've learnt in the last year. So here we go;
I think this post is a bit cheeky, celebrating having a blog for a year this month when I've posted like two times since November. But still, any chance for a celebration eh.
Yeah it's been a rocky few months on this corner of the internet. And I know a lot of people are struggling with this year so far, how is it only February? I genuinely think January lasted about 3 years. But I am ready to dust off the cobwebs and start a fresh in the new Melberryy year.
One Year of Melberryy
Mel (adj)
A twenty four year old Island girl, stumbling through life in London. Can often be found clutching a big bag of salted popcorn, trying to learn something new or dreaming about napping.Mel (noun)
To pull a Mel is to do something so spectacularly hilarious that it would make a brilliant movie not disimilar to Bridget Jones.
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