A 2024 throwback in 2025?
I’m back home to spend time with my parents, so I’m obviously writing this in the dead of the night as the low humdrum of snores fill the house. There’s something about writing in the quietness of your childhood bedroom while taking in all the changes this year has brought. Some brilliant highs met with some equally devastating lows. The days here are a little different. The constant chittering…















