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Summer. I love it and I hate it. I love it because the nights get lighter, boozy picnics are a thing, cutesy dresses are appropriate for any occasion and my holidaying obsession comes into full force. Everyone just seems a bit happier when the sun's out don't they? A Mr Whippy will make even your most miserable mate smile. And if it doesn't? Ditch them. You don't need that kind of negativity in your life - Mr Whippy is the bomb diggity and don't let anyone tell you otherwise. Despite its perks, I also kind of dislike summer. Why? Because if you're a woman summer can be a bit shit. As soon as Christmas is done and dusted, out come the usual crappy adverts which ultimately have one goal: to make you feel crap for not looking like Gisele for your summer holiday. The bikini body. The summer body. Call it what you will, but the pressure for women to look good gets ramped up to the extreme over the summer months. If you haven't signed up to a gym and co...

I have a confession: I'm not really an eat out in restaurants kind of gal. I generally prefer staying at home in my Disney jim jams with a takeaway and a bottle of prosecco. If I'm this wild at 27, who knows what the future holds. That said, when I do decide to venture out of hibernation into the real world, I tend to go to places that have a bit of character. My favourite places include The Fourteas in Stratford Upon Avon and The Rainforest Cafe in Disneyland Paris. The former is a vintage tearoom that is themed around the 1940s (including the staff!) and the latter is exactly what it says on the tin - a restaurant/cafe that is set in the middle of a rainforest  (complete with mechanical apes and jungle sounds) and is located in one of the happiest places in the world. I'll actively seek out places with an interesting theme. Rather than fly to Paris every night, I try to go a bit more local which brings me on to House in Leamington. Leamington Spa, to me, is...

When I was younger I didn't identify as a feminist. I believed feminists burned their bras and hated men - and I was at that age where I'd just sprouted boobs so I actually enjoyed wearing a bra and thought boys were alright actually. Women could vote and go to school and work, what was the big issue? I was naive and I was young. I was in my little western bubble where I believed because something didn't affect my life, why bother? As I grew older and a little bit wiser, I realised there were a lot of things I could care about that didn't affect me personally and that was just part and parcel of being a decent human being However I still felt uncomfortable labelling myself as a feminist. I'd learnt that it wasn't about burning bras and not shaving - although both are valid life choices - feminism has one central belief; equal opportunities for men and women. It wasn't and isn't about hating men at all - it's about being treated equally. It's...