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    Photo of two friends shaving, one is a cardboard cut-out.

    Nickrophelia — my lockdown cardboard companion

    Stripped of social interaction, structure and variety, lockdown-living is a lonely and oppressively drab state of existence. We all have our own way of combating...

    All kinds of vulnerable: reflections on the past year

    While the worst some could imagine was a life without pubs, the worst I could imagine was the loss of my three closest family...

    Looking a right punt

    Punting is one of those things that I had always associated with Oxford in the abstract. I can still remember walking around Christ Church...
    A breast cancer awareness ribbon and the Rad Cam are drawn in white with 'pink week' underneath on a hot pink background.

    Think Pink

    I could sit here and leave you in awe with cancer statistics and scare you half out of your mind with story upon story...
    4 people hold up their fists against a purple background. They have pink ribbons tied around their wrists and the female sex symbol drawn on their hands.

    Why the feminists in my college still call me a whore

    CW: rape Last month, as the United Kingdom reeled from the murder of Sarah Everard, we found ourselves realising once again what it means to...

    Colour me this: a personal perspective on racism across cultures

    It’s true, no one is born a racist but the cruelty of a racist system is that the moment you inhale, you become a...
    A traditional pub's beer taps behind its wooden counter.

    Bops, BBQs, and Berocca: reflections on student drinking culture

    CW: Mentions of alcoholism  In many respects, Britain and excessive alcohol consumption have become synonymous. Our ‘drinking culture’ is something that is regularly brought up...

    Hair today, gone tomorrow

    It surprises me that the length of a woman’s hair can affect how she is treated by others, whether she is treated as a girl or a woman.

    Not driving home for Christmas

    I realised ... I was forging my own traditions in this city day-by-day

    A novel experience: managing the pressures of productivity in a pandemic

    My pandemic summer was spent staring at a computer, but these were a startlingly productive and educational few months and, as with most exciting things in my unexciting life, it starts with a blank page.