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HJ Fantaskis

HJ Fantaskis

My grandmother had depression. Part I

On 16 December 2016 we buried my paternal grandmother. I delivered the family’s eulogy to a drafty hall full of lined, sea-wind-blown…

Nov 13, 2017

Nov 13, 2017

HJ Fantaskis

An epitaph for Grandma

A year ago, we buried my paternal grandmother. I gave the family eulogy at the ceremony, and I’ve spent the past year reflecting on her…

Nov 13, 2017

Nov 13, 2017

HJ Fantaskis

A eulogy for Grandma

On 16 December 2016, we buried my paternal grandmother two days before her 87th birthday. I’d visited her two months before she died, and…

Nov 12, 2017

Nov 12, 2017

HJ Fantaskis

Running late for a date

“Can I help, at all? Would you like me to put these in the changing rooms while you’re still looking?”

Nov 26, 2016

Nov 26, 2016

HJ Fantaskis

The boy from The Internet

He was a boy from The Internet. Or rather, a man from The Internet, with a full Stoke Newington beard, and the reassuringly all-black…

Sep 23, 2016

The boy from The Internet

Sep 23, 2016

HJ Fantaskis

Look! She’s a Designer! And she’s available.

Mar 11, 2016

Look! She’s a Designer! And she’s available.

Mar 11, 2016

HJ Fantaskis

[Re-post] On Nigella and Saatchi, domestic abuse and the media.

This was first published in the days following Charles Saatchi allegedly grasping Nigella Lawson around the throat at Scotts in Mayfair, on…

Nov 25, 2015

Nov 25, 2015

HJ Fantaskis

The Accident

How it feels to crash.

Nov 6, 2015

The Accident

Nov 6, 2015

HJ Fantaskis

A DAY IN LATE SEPTEMBER

Chapter Four — The Unofficial Edit

Sep 30, 2015

Sep 30, 2015

HJ Fantaskis

[Re-post] Why I didn’t laugh at Barry Humphries’ Farewell Tour

I’d seen Dame Edna’s hair fleetingly, and on my parents’ television. I was young, and this was before YouTube kicked off as a priceless…

Sep 14, 2015

[Re-post] Why I didn’t laugh at Barry Humphries’ Farewell Tour

Sep 14, 2015

HJ Fantaskis

HJ Fantaskis

Metaphysically: searching the constellations for a plan. PTSD, survivor. Aesthetically: an intergalactic unicorn that’s been shat on by a rainbow. Mx, she/her.

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