It's a well known fact that these days universities pride themselves on getting the best calibre candidates. Those who have done very little for the last three years at undergraduate are unlikely to find themselves being ushered into Oxford or put first in line to attend a Harvard Grad School. Luckily, I think I've managed to avoid being one of those people, possibly to the detriment of my education itself, but by engaging myself with causes, charities and jobs...

We were told that there was a feud going on between the top pizza restaurants of New York. Reassured by our guide books that this was unrelated to Mafia gang warfare and more to do with the correct consistancy of dough, we decided to lucky dip which pizza restaurant we would head to that balmy saturday evening in March. Grimaldi's came up trumps, and it was the one everybody secretely hoped would appear so that we'd have an excuse to cross Brooklyn Bridge. It w...

So everybody I know told me that I had to visit a typically middle eastern bath house when I went to Marrakech. My own mother described her experience as: 'so cleansing. I came away feeling like somebody had just ripped my skin off'. You can see where I get my poetic talents from. The first morning we were in Morocco we were woken by the call of the Muezzin, or to phrase it better, the calls of about 50 muezzins. It was a beautiful dawn call, and one that I mi...

There comes a time in everybody's life where you come to the conclusion that you really need to cook a damn good tagine. And on the morning ofthe 11th January 2011 I realised that today was the day. We handed over our money, a snip at about £15 each, or so we though, and began a three hour long process of learning how to develop a tagine to moroccan perfection. We cut up onions and threw in spices in the cramped back kitchen of the riad. Four children stood si...

'£50 for a flight to Marrakech!' My boyfriend Sam shouted up the stairs. Having just earned £150 for a few days of last minute emergency christmas waitressing I yelled back down: 'Book it!' I had wanted to go to Marrakech ever since I had heard that you could pick up glasses of fresh orange juice for the equivalent of about 30p. Travelling for me is tasting, smelling and cooking: every country I head to I pick up a cook-book or try to take a class and learn ...