A letter to: My closeted self
To myself, but hollow,
It was a wild ride getting to the place we’re at right now. You spent the first seventeen years of your...
Letter To: My Oxford friends
Deep into the long vac, Annie reflects on her first year friendships
Letter To: That Library Twat
Besides tapping, you also make a vast array of other noises, that never fail to amaze (annoy) me.
Letter To: My Estate Agent
When it comes to estate agents, it's a love-hate relationship, without the love.
Letter to: My Porters
It's time to show some appreciation for these all-seeing guardians of our colleges
Letter to: My scout
Away from Oxford, we realise who we really miss – our scouts.
Letter to: My Ex
"Why would I want to forget?" You'll be in my memories forever.
Letter to: My Crush
At some point or another, each of us has had our very own "lecture bae"
Letter to: my neighbour
Julia Alsop airs her domestic grievances
A Letter To: My tute partner
Daaniel Issaq Chaudhry gets real about 'that' tute partner
