Hello, friendlings and/or people I’m only still friends with on Facebook because you post bang tidy strong memes. I’m going to chuck you right into this blog post: I've just forced myself to go on antidepressants. Whoa! I ain’t gonna bore you with the origin story of my mental woes, mostly because I’m saving it all until whoever directed the latest Guardians of the Galaxy decides he fancies bringing my brain to the big screen. Nah, I’m gonna chuck you straight into the – deep end? I mean, I want to say ‘deep end’, but in reality my depression is essentially just me floating around in a Frozen -themed paddling pool and occasionally nearly drowning in a centimetre of water like an inept toddler. I suppose that’s the tricky thing about depression, really. For most of those reading this, you’re gonna be like, “Wait, what? How on earth can she have depression when I can clearly remember her smiling approximately seven months ago?” That’s just it, really. My depress...
Despite being the most overused topic of all when it comes to the inane world of small talk, discussing the weather is probably the best social shortcut of all time. If the weather is slightly different from usual or has been the same for too long, you can bet your left buttock that everyone will be talking about it. Take our current heatwave, for example. #Sunny is trending on Twitter. Your Facebook news feed has been graffitied by an onslaught of tiny little sun emojis on every status in sight. Every conversation you have had since the start of this warm period has started exactly like this: "Weather, eh?" And you know what? I love it. Not the heatwave, that is, but the inane conversations. As the Welsh equivalent of a vampire, I absolutely can't stand the sun, but I do appreciate the fact that I can put even less brainpower into socialising now that every conversation is dominated by the topic of weather. On a dull, cloudy day, no one wants to talk about the weathe...