There’s familiarity in the scene. A sense of dread. Uneasiness setting in, like the cold dampness of a winter night.

It's been a few weeks since I've ridden my bike. Maybe even a month. Time is getting harder to tell.

I received an email from my Maman this morning, just before I rose to start another mundane day. Where she lives in the warm part of France.

My mate/co-star Dale snapped this photo at Yagan Square not too long ago which I saw today for the first time. Crikey!

When I went to Miss Mauds after work on Friday, I said I wanted to find something funny or different to write on my birthday cake!

It's been eight months since we filmed six TV ads for Buy West Eat West's 'Good Choice' campaign

Delphine Jamet works tirelessly campaigning for young people who have slipped through the cracks, lobbying the government

My mind wanders as my body obeys its daily goals. 110 laps of the 25 metre pool. I can do it, I can do anything. I must push myself...

Whirring like a rotor blade but not quite as heavy. Winds from the air con or the conveyor belt, forever like a windy day. The skylights...

The wheels on the locomotion spin so fast, out of control. There’s no one to pull on the reins and halt it to a stop. It wasn’t that long...

The world that I see has a different aspect to it, unknown to billions of people on this planet who walk the corridors of life with their ey

The heaviness sets in, a sort of noddy feeling. Vibrations of the latest dance music belt out of my cracked iPhone, my only inspiration...