The conflict in Yemen is a tragedy for the country's children. I wish I could make it stop. Despite the dangers and difficulties, Unicef staff are in the country and working day and night delivering vital, life-saving supplies, immunising children, providing emergency nutrition and clean water, and helping children wherever we can. Unicef only have a fraction of the funds we need and are stretched thin. We can help more children but only with your support.
As a gay man who has had sex in the last 12 months, I'm disallowed from donating and quite frankly, it makes my blood boil. And I'm not the only one. I know there are thousands of people out there who want to donate, want to do something incredible, but can't. And that's why I decided to create FreedomToDonate.
Official figures estimate that one in 10 school-aged children and young people have a diagnosable mental health issue such as anxiety or depression, but other more recent surveys place that figure much higher. This is above and beyond the sorts of knocks and challenges that we all encounter in life - this is a diagnosable mental health problem and requires professional support.
A thriving, diverse city needs a thriving, diverse arts scene - otherwise it isn't a city worth living in. For that reason, I would be proud to set myself apart from other candidates for Mayor and make the arts a key part of the 2016 London election campaign.
Greenpeace and Friends of the Earth are in despair. But for a maturing UK solar power industry, the proposed cuts are a blessing in disguise - and, if implemented, will end up meaning more and cheaper solar panels across the UK.
Where is all of Labour's genuine young talent? Chuka Umunna was seen as the poster boy of the Blairites but has since shown - with his withdrawal from the leadership election - that he can't cope with the pressures of being a leadership candidate, let alone the actual leader.
Our friends went to our house and hid the pregnancy books, which I'd been reading just the night before we lost her. They took down the congratulations cards from the bookcase. My husband steeled himself to put the little pink dresses and frilly babygrows in the attic, so I wouldn't see them in the spare room.
You can't out-exercise a bad diet and so I like to meal plan to keep me on track with healthy eating. However with temptations around every corner, it can be hard to stay on track with our meal plans sometimes so I thought I'd share my top tips on how to stick to a meal plan.
Admittedly you won't catch me playing with my (amazing) Crystal Barbie any more, but I'm definitely still partial to a Barbie tee or accessory. They make me smile and are a reminder not to take life so seriously. Plus, Barbie is always getting a super cool makeover courtesy of some chic brand or other, so there's that too.
I held a mistaken belief for a long time that sober was a static place of being. That it was starting with an instantly perfect package. Luckily I was wrong. Because if I had been right. If sobriety had turned up in the guise of instant perfection? Well that would make it the end, rather than the beginning. I couldn't have gone anywhere from there.
The Rugby World Cup is the pinnacle of our sport, it always delivers hugely competitive clashes and history tells us that we will also witness an upset or two during the course of its eight weeks.
If I could give a few words of advice to my younger self? I'd say: "Don't expect someone to tap you on the shoulder, and then hand you what you're looking for on a plate." Because the big handicap for me was that I was a dreamer, and I thought that once I got to London, someone would just discover me. So I didn't start grafting until I was in my late 20s, even early 30s.
Why does behaviour we would think outrageous if it were a business owner trying it, get given the okay when it's people administering the benefits system that do it? What justifies the rules being so very different?
It doesn't need great powers of deduction to see that rising levels of distress among our young people is likely to translate into more adults who are struggling to cope in the future. Samaritans already answers 5m calls for help a year from adults.
Every day the team and I were out at sea in the bay we recorded vast shoals of baitfish, as well as a deeper layer of the crustacean krill that seemed everlasting. At night we dived amongst gargantuan shoals of market squid, here to spawn in their hundreds of tonnes.
More and more the question being asked is "is to all worth it?" The cynics suggest that a big, starry American film will make its way at the box-office whether or not it wins a Festival prize. And an art movie from a small country will be bought and shown all over the world if it is good enough.
So now it's out there, how do we achieve Safe Gigs for Women? Writing this in the week we've seen debate on whether women only carriages on the tube, it feels like the debate around achieving safe spaces for women is difficult at best. But here's my ideal.
I know people say girls are hard work in their teenage years so I am going to enjoy these years with my 'idol'. I know children can drive us insane, but when you look at the person you now are, you realise they are worth it.
Midwives came and didn't think anything was wrong, despite bleeding and cracked nipples. I will never forget seeing her mouth covered in blood after feeding, I knew this was not right.
Holidays are the main reason why August is the month when most people take digital detox. However, now that the summer is almost over and we are back to our lives and pouring rain, how can we make sure that our digital detox results stick?
I'd love it if people who wanted to know the realities of cancer read real accounts of living with cancer, either written by sufferers or those close to them, and if we could dispel these ideas that cancer is all bald heads, cake, trips abroad, and profound moments.
I enjoy working trends into my own wardrobe (seriously, who could resist the teeny-tiny but otherwise totally practical cross-body bags this summer?), but what ever happened to good old-fashioned (pardon the pun) style? Why can't we dress for ourselves?