• Fresher’s Memoirs-Day 5: Stories

    Laura’s short story reflects on the struggles faced as a young woman starting university. From an early age, I was taught never go anywhere on your own. To take my sister everywhere with me. Especially to public toilets. You hear stories, don’t you? Just last week, as well. All...
  • Fresher’s Memoirs: Day 3 – The C-Card

    Any First Years wishing to subscribe to the C-card scheme – which allows you to collect free condoms from the Cripp’s Health Clinic – please wait behind after dinner and speak to the nurse at seven. A look goes up and down the long table in the middle of...
  • Creative Corner: Womankind

    She teeters. It will take 118 years until the global pay gap  between men and women finally closes.   She waits. One foot wedged on a crescent moon of a cradle, she rocks half the world to sleep. A basket of the deep Pacific sways atop her head, brimming,...
  • Creative Corner: ‘Elements’ Showcase

    This month we focused on the theme of elements. The word ‘element’ can be defined in multiple ways, be it relating to the substances; earth, water, fire, and air or as something more figurative such as the element of surprise. Our poets scope the natural, the behavioural and the...
  • Creative Corner: Reindeer Eat Snowman’s Noses

    ‘Please, call me Kate, not Catherine’ suggested that I start writing this. It might help, she offered with another of her well-meaning smiles. She also suggested that I take Ella and Theo away for a bit. How long’s ‘a bit’? Kate doesn’t deal in absolutes. Her sentences start with...
  • Creative Corner: Sea Above the Clouds

    He was on a plane, in the sky, above the clouds. A girl was next to him, someone he barely knew, who had only ever been on the very edges of his vision. A closer friend was sat behind him. The interior of the plane was cool and quiet,...
  • Creative Corner – ‘Escape’ Showcase

    This month’s theme was escape, be it drowning yourself in music or running away to a far away land – our writers offer up an alternative to the hum drum chaos of everyday life! I long for I long for everyone I haven’t met yet, for reflected smiles on...