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2021 - by Lucy Harbron

The Reading List #8 | September - December 2021

By Lucy Harbron - 16:05
I’m trying to not be disappointed by my lack of reading this year. In 2021 I got through 10 books, which feels pathetic compared to 2020’s 25, but I’m reminding myself that circumstances are very different. My new year’s resolution is to bring back to slow mornings of the previous year, I want to wake up earlier and allow myself some quiet reading...

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A Brief Ode To A Bear

By Lucy Harbron - 17:50
Yesterday I noticed that my childhood bear looked dirty. Pooh Bear, 21 and sat on my new bed with his bald spots suddenly tinged grey, and for a moment I’m flooded with a burning anger for my boyfriend’s dusty room where my bear lived briefly. Taken from home to home, resting proudly in every bed I’ve set my duvet on, when I first...

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My Guide To Manchester | Coffee, Food, Spaces

By Lucy Harbron - 23:58
Nearly 4 weeks out from my life in Manchester, and I think the home sickness is starting to kick in. Still, when I fall asleep, I imagine facing the window and hearing the noise of the Northern Quarter. Wake up shocked that I don’t turn right into my kitchen, go down 4 flights of stairs and turn left towards the café, right towards...

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Manchester To London | Thoughts From The Train

By Lucy Harbron - 20:00
Even on my fourth go round, I’m still unsure whether I’ve developed anything to say about packing up and leaving. If I wanted to, I reckon I could write paragraphs about the strange labour of wrapping up plates and praying frames don’t arrive with cracks. There’s definitely something to say about the way the task numbs you in relation to your belongings and...

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The Reading List #7 | April - August 2021

By Lucy Harbron - 19:15
As the world has rumbled back into action, my attention span seems to have been swept up in the crowd. Only just returning after a several month bender where books were a forgotten thing in the face of weekends away and morning brunches, my mojo seems to be making its way back home. On a mission to power through the books still unread...

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My First Record Player | #RSD2021

By Lucy Harbron - 14:02
I wasn’t one of those people that grew up with parents spinning records. By the time of my earliest memories, my grandparents had already packed up all their vinyls or long since donated them to charity shops, swapping to CDs. I remember ABBA gold playing in the car to Mcdonalds, or the radio humming quietly in the background of Sunday roasts, but never...

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First Tidy After The Storm...

By Lucy Harbron - 18:21
My flat falls first. I notice the mound of clothes growing and growing with each day, each extra hour wasted away with wet hair post-shower scrolling through TikTok when I said I’d do X and Y and Z. I put coats on chairs and sit down before making the 5 steps to the hook. I become thankful for my massive cutlery collection as...

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When Will It Come Back?

By Lucy Harbron - 20:11
8:30pm on a Saturday and I’m complaining about the noise, turning down invitations because I’ve already taken my makeup off, dismaying over my tiredness as I promised to add another tick to my yearlong to-watch list. I complain a lot lately. I complain about crowds, offices, Instagram stories, busy brunch places. I stress about bookings and calendar dates, can’t keep up with the...

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At 23...

By Lucy Harbron - 16:26
 I live in Manchester, alone. My hair is my natural mousey brown with a slight gingery tinge. The year demanded my bleach as sacrifice. My favourite things to wear are my Burberry trench, my white floral jeans and my grey lounge trousers. I haven’t been on a night out in over a year, but when I do, I vow to try harder with...

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The Reading List #6 | Jan-March 2021

By Lucy Harbron - 13:36
I’ll be honest with you, so far my 2021 reading motivation has been minimal. My mind has turned to mush that thinks about nothing but Married At First Sight Australia, hula hooping and pub opening plans, so it doesn’t quite seem to have the capacity for a novel. This is the exact reason why I don’t set myself reading goals. I don’t have a...

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