
Let’s talk about support. Giving support. Supporting things. Being supported. I suppose it’s quite a heavy thing to launch into so early on in the blog, but it’s important. I know how important it is to my best friends, and I hold this so so close to my heart. Every week Alannah and I go for a walk along the beach. It’s quite a leisurely walk, I won’t lie, we’re not in the running for the Olympics any time soon- but our runners are laced up and there are compression tights involved. On this walk, we talk about everything we haven’t covered already during the journey to and from uni, on our joint lunch and study breaks, over text or while making a midnight rhubarb and apple crumble. We talk about friends, boys, girls, concerts, travel plans.. What type of cheap white wine we drank on the weekend that led us to believe that kissing someone still in school was a good idea. (It was- I stand by it). Alannah and I have known each ...