How my Tweet About My Scar & Body Empowerment Turned Into a BBC Article

So, it’s pretty fair to say that last week was a bloody good week. It all started when I woke up at 8am on Friday to watch Princess Eugenie’s wedding. Yes, I did do that – and no, I don’t care. She may be one of the lesser-known royals, but she is still royal, and that’s a good enough excuse for me to get my royalist hat on and cry without shame at how beautiful she looked.

She wore a classic, elegant backless number that showed her scar from a spinal operation she had aged 12, simply because she’s not ashamed of it – she’s empowered by it.

This struck a chord for me, because I have a 6-inch scar on my stomach from an emergency operation I had aged 18.

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My Trip to Czechia: Part One

Those who know me will know that, after two years of putting my ever-increasing travel bug to the back of my mind, I finally left the country! I think this two-year period was the longest time since I was about 17 that I’ve been stuck in one place, so yeah, to say it was well overdue is an understatement.Β  Read More