I first logged on to the internet in the summer of 2000. Some of you may recall the fun of dial-up in those days, which ran roughly at the same speed of a two-legged cat, but I didn’t let ...

The familiar creak of the chain formed an irregular but nevertheless reassuring soundtrack as I rocked back and forth on the swing. The joyous simplicity of this exercise formed a great part of ...

Parts of this piece have been fictionalised for the purposes of the story. It is, however, based on a real person.

Ryan was a bit of a mystery to me w...

...My preferred method of recording, other than writing, was my tape recorder. I carried it with me everywhere, taping family conversations – such as my brother pontificating on Liverpool ...

A former sceptic of the project offers her definition.

“hitRECord? What’s that when it’s at home?” I muttered as I i...

The girl loaded paint onto her brush with a great and rare enthusiasm. Art was the only school subject she enjoyed. The rigidity of her other lessons made them dull to her, and the rare chance t...

One of the many things I love about photography is that it can often provide a welcome distraction. Whenever I am stressed and unhappy, for instance, I can simply pick up my camera, go out somew...

The little girl peeked out from beneath the hood of her black coat. Around her the other children shrieked as they played; a distracting blur of motion and youthful vibrancy. They ignored her an...

Normally, I don't like filling out questionnaires about myself because, well, I don't like talking about myself! But since I haven't done one on HR before...

1. I have a really bad s...

Dear Body:

We have a very complicated relationship, you and I. See, I want to love you, and sometimes I truly do. You are, after all, the only body I have. And for the first...