Well, 2017 has been a weird old year, hasn’t it? I mean, it started out with good intentions - despite a questionable entry to New Year’s Day that involved about eighteen beers, a few very strong passion fruit martinis, waking up in a room I’d never seen before, vomiting continuously into an orange B&Q bucket,… Continue reading 2017 – What The Hell Was That?
I don’t know anything about coffee. I know how to boil a kettle, and how to pour water into a cup, but I don't know anything about dialling in, roasting, cupping, Aeropress, V60s, Chemex, tasting notes or any of the technical jargon. In fact, I actually had to google “coffee language” to be able to… Continue reading 6 Things Dating A Barista Has Taught Me.
Up until 5th April 2017, I was a distinctly average 23 year old. Average height, average weight, slightly below average shoe size and generally nothing to write home about. I was two months into the Salon Manager promotion that I’d been pursuing for the past two years, was working full time as a dog groomer… Continue reading The Trials and Tribulations of Being Diagnosed With an Incurable Illness
Good evening ladies and gentlemen and welcome back to Morganifesto. It's been nearly three months since the last time I posted, which is frankly, an absolutely abysmal effort. Bear with me though, for I have plenty of excuses lined up and ready to go and, in my defence, these last three months have been a… Continue reading Not Worth Reading Vol. 2
What's this? Two posts in quick succession? What a new and novel concept. On the subject of novel concepts, it was Valentine's Day yesterday. I still can't work out how I feel about it - I remember being being unnecessarily cynical about it as teenager but I can never quite work out why. I seem… Continue reading I Don’t Really Know How To Feel About Valentine’s Day
Hello. I've had this blog since around about 2009. At the time, I was about 16 and addicted to Tumblr - and would probably have described myself as a "blogger", even though all I was doing was hitting the "re-blog" button on photos and witty posts that other people had created. These days, I'm twenty-two.… Continue reading I made my own “welcome back” banners.