When I'm asked about what my dream in life is, I first of all have to emphasise that I once was a girl, and now I am a woman, with dreams . There is nothing singular about my ambition, nor my being. I think we're all duplicitous souls, but like dreams, that's very easy for us to forget. - One of my aspirations has always been to create worlds. Worlds that dissolve the line between your living room and the telly box, that reach through the pages of well loved books and reassur

"It doesn't stop being magic just because you know how something works" Terry Pratchett This last week I've led a slower life than the one I'm used to. I'm enjoying my time off from the training and competition of athletics, and instead filling my days with pottering in the garden, do-it-yourselves, reading, family and long walks, because yes I am indeed a thousand years old. But I've found a slower life has led to a faster mind. The inner-dialogue has in fact been inner dial

One of my favourite threads of thought this week has been the idea that if Hydrogen is left for long enough, it will begin to wonder why it's there. As in, if you left an amusing amount of Hydrogen for a comically large amount of time, it would combine with helium under the influence of gravity to form dust clouds called nebulae. Eventually these nebulae would collapse, heating up as they do so to form protostars. When the centre of these protostars reached a temperature of a

Several weeks ago I was lying on the physio bed with the magician that is JH endeavouring to hack through the plethora of niggles and...

The planets that were dancing in the nebula littered sky seemed to be telling the stars about you. They said that you didn’t look nice, instead that you looked like art. I think there is a difference between the two as art is not supposed to look nice. It's supposed to make you Feel something. - I’ve always liked art. It's proof that we don't have to explode to be noticed. It challenges the architecture of our thoughts and feelings. Most notions explore how our thoughts make

When you look up at night you can see the stars, and if you can’t see the stars you know that they’re there. And I reckon therein lies a whole life of hope, a whole life of knowing that the stars are always there. Life is about finding the people who, if you were a star and they were a star, you would wink and twinkle at, until the Earthlings down below looked up and deemed it science.

The oxygen, hydrogen, nitrogen, carbon, calcium and phosphorus that makes up ninety-nine percent of our human DNA, once glistened in distant constellations. We are all the summation of celestial collapse; quite simply, we’re star stuff. There was a time where we were wished upon by strangers, and now, it’s our turn to find comfort in the little parts of us that still illuminate the sky. And how lucky are we to do so. How lucky are we to dance under moons, to dream under neb

Comparison is woven into every facet of our lives. The idea of comparing yourself to your peers is introduced at such a young age that...

I've never been very good at broadening my horizons when it comes to the shows I watch. Few things unnerve me more than the prospect of starting a new series on a whim; I'd much prefer to bathe in the comfort of familiarity and alternate between a select group of shows that I know and love. The truth is, I have an almighty soft spot for traditional British comedy. I'm talking Only Fools and Horses (1981), Fawlty Towers (1975), Some Mothers Do 'Ave Em (1973), One Foot in the G