This reader loves the Guardian's women contributors and is convinced that Tim Dowling's column is written by her dadI'm 25 and from Northumberland, though I have lived in London for the past six years. I first moved to the city to study, and I now work at Slightly Foxed, an independent publisher. The thrill of being a student at UCL was that the University of London Union sold the Guardian for only 30p on weekdays and a handful of shrapnel more on a Saturday. This meant that I did not have to give up my print habit that was so comfortable and necessary to me, having been raised in a (bordering on militant) Guardian-reading family. I papered the walls of my room in student halls with glossy pages of Weekend readers' best photographs, essays from the Saturday Review, and Posy Simmonds' illustrations of Guardian readers. I effectively wrapped myself in the newspaper to help me through my first year away from home, with Terry Eagleton both terrifying and aiding me as I embarked upon year one of an English literature degree.I now mostly read it online throughout the week, getting my fix every lunchtime at work, but I often indulge in all the sections at the weekend, spreading the (now more manageable Berliner-sized) pages out in their tangible form. My housemate and I read the Blind date and use the outcome as a way to gauge the week to come, like a more dependable horoscope. I do think of the Guardian as my paper, the paper I have a long-term relationship with.My mum is... Continue reading at 'The Guardian'
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