Hello, you lovely reader. First and foremost, I would like to thank you for ending up here of all places; my beloved blog. *Cue the applause*
Just the boring details, really. My name is Catherine Poole. Maybe I need a stage name, or does that actually work? Catherine Poole, journalist. I’m an 18 year old student (and waitress) who likes musical theatre a little too much. You’ll probably find me sitting in a West End theatre (most probably Queens or Her Majesty’s) wearing the brightest clash of patterns and Doc Martens.
I’m from Stoke-on-Trent, bang in t’middle of the UK, but am currently living in LONDON BABY! I’m studying Journalism at Kingston University and I’m enjoying every second of it. I have spent the majority of my teenage years fantasising about London and the prospect of moving there one day and it is well and truly happening for me. I couldn’t be more excited if I tried.
I’ve never been able to like something a ‘normal’ amount. I either love something to no avail or have an irrational hatred for it. There is usually no middle ground. Whilst growing up, I’ve had a number of ‘passions’. Namely, Doctor Who, JLS and musical theatre. I hate hate hate the word ‘ample’ and ‘seldom’ and I detest carrots and Dunelm Mill (an insanely boring furnishing retail store in UK).
I religiously drink tea; English breakfast (or maybe a Lady Grey or Earl Grey), no milk and one heaped teaspoon of sugar. I am a Yorkshire Pudding enthusiast to the extent where I sometimes get sad that I’m not actually from Yorkshire and I bloody love gin. It’s just a shame that gin and my bank balance aren’t best pals on a night out.
If you’d like to know more about me (goodness knows why you would, but honestly I’m flattered), then have a gander at my blog or contact me through my social media channels or email. (If you click here, it will redirect you to my contact information).
Thank you so much for reading, chums. I hope you enjoy my content as much as I love writing it. Xxx
Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind in this darkness which you know you cannot fight.