Kirsten ParnellThe search for good menFor someone who has spent much of her life blissfully untroubled by football, I remember the night England were knocked out of the 2018…Jul 14, 2021Jul 14, 2021
Kirsten ParnellNotes on panicIt’s like the last second before a train hits you at 80mph, but endlessly. Or the last second before your car skids into the one in front…Aug 18, 2020Aug 18, 2020
Kirsten ParnellHow to fix your broken heart1. First, you have to feel it. You lie in bed and it weighs on your chest, heavy as waterlogged velvet. You wake up on yet another grey…Jan 8, 2020Jan 8, 2020
Kirsten ParnellFor the love of dogsIt was his shoulders that got me. The first time I met Noodle — then called Bailey; the poor dog’s been cursed with ridiculous names since…Sep 20, 2019Sep 20, 2019
Kirsten ParnellTeach her to be angryIf I have a daughter, the first thingI’ll teach her is how to be angry. Because I don’t know how. We stamp anger out of women — we tell…Sep 5, 2019Sep 5, 2019
Kirsten ParnellNo space for sadnessI received the news that my grandmother had died while standing in Zara in Brighton’s Churchill Square. I don’t remember exactly how my…Aug 25, 2019Aug 25, 2019