I grunt whenever I can’t seem to fathom a clear opinion on something. Boybands, herbal teas, the pros and cons of hair masks – ask me my thoughts on any of these, and I’ll you’ll receive is a pig-like grunt. No wonder I’m single. Alas, Heracles is another addition to this list. It’s like a… Read More HERACLES: *grunts softly*
I haven’t made proper, proper notes on a book since the hell of Of Mice and Men. In all honesty, I thought that I would have a relaxed summer holiday without picking up a pen. But no, stupid brain thinks that making three pages of notes on a play that I’M NOT EVEN STUDYING is… Read More ELECTRA: I Made Notes!
I bawled my way through Hecabe. Tears were streaming down my face for ten minutes, until I realised that Hecabe would go all ‘strong independent woman’ on me and take wonderful revenge on Polymestor. I’m not condoning killing children and wrenching people’s eyes out, but in my opinion, Polymestor deserved it. This is the first… Read More HECABE: Get the tissues out
Having temporarily flung away The Reading List – I can hear the gasps from the English department even now – I burrowed back into my extensive Greek collection. I didn’t care what I picked out, as long as it didn’t involve graphic scenes of sex/murder/cannibalism. Turns out there wasn’t any cannibalism, at least. And the… Read More MEDEA: Even better than the soaps