Caragh Little
Caragh Little is originally from Belfast, and now lives in Portrush, on the North Coast of Northern Ireland. She is Head of English at a large school in Coleraine, having previously worked in places as diverse as Metz and Enniskillen. She studied English and French at Oxford, far too long ago. She has written since her school days, and has had a variety of articles and pieces published; she has always said that she would like to be a writer when she grows up, so perhaps it’s time to do something more definite about that.

In her blog for The Huffington Post she will often write about her observations and musings on everyday occurrences, whether that’s life in Northern Ireland, the UK, Ireland or in the seaside holiday resort where she lives. She will probably also write a lot about things she is passionate about, such as education, books, music and good coffee. Often accused of being quite sarcastic, she is perhaps more comfortable with the definition of taking a sidelong, ironic look at things.

Throughout 2011-2012, Caragh Little has been a regular blogger for Oxford Today at, although in many respects she does not see herself as a typical Oxford graduate or a typical Oxford Today blogger.

For more regular updates and musings, you can follow Caragh Little on Twitter at or read a lengthy blog archive at Little By Little, which can be found at .

Entries by Caragh Little

Black and Blue

(1) Comments | Posted 1 March 2015 | (12:11)

It's been one of those things that everyone's been talking about. It's even gained its own hashtag: #thedress. Is it blue and black or white and gold? I'm in the white and gold camp, based on photos I've seen online, though of course when I see two photos set next...

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Seven Deadly Things.

(0) Comments | Posted 11 February 2015 | (11:53)

It started, as these things do, online. One of those Facebook trends: spot someone sharing some facts about themselves, comment on it or 'like' their words, and you've self-nominated and before you know it, you're under pressure to share Seven Things You Might Not Have Known About Me.



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Word Games

(0) Comments | Posted 7 January 2015 | (18:28)

New Year, New You - so much nonsense. I'm still here. I'm still me, still boring, still a creature of habit, still deeply flawed and still ... well, still whatever it is that people think of me. But I'm trying new things ... mostly in the name of self-preservation (like...

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360 Degrees of Failing...?

(0) Comments | Posted 30 December 2014 | (15:42)

It's time. The calendar tells me I can't delay any longer. I have to drag myself, groaning, out of that post-Christmas hibernation and set myself up for a whole year's worth of failing. I've got to make my New Year's Resolutions.

When I was a child, the whole New...

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O Christmas Tree...

(0) Comments | Posted 18 December 2014 | (16:32)

So Christmas trees, it seems, have spindly tops and broad-based bottoms this year, because there have been a couple of mild winters.

Those commenting haven't seemed to mind too much, because seemingly the broad spaces between the higher branches make the trees easier to decorate, with large hanging baubles...

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Questions and Fairylights

(0) Comments | Posted 3 December 2014 | (19:00)

And so it came to pass that primary schools began to drop the traditional Nativity Play from their winter schedules, favouring instead a Winter Celebration which offended nobody and in which everyone got a part.


I'm not sure.

Exhausted teachers have been doling out the essay title about...

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Drinking Coffee in Space

(0) Comments | Posted 24 November 2014 | (16:17)

A female Italian astronaut soon to join the International Space Station will be among the first to use a newly patented device to make 'proper' espresso coffee, enjoyed from a specially designed zero-gravity cup. This will replace the poorly-flavoured, tepid, instant coffee-in-a-pouch, sucked through a straw throughout previous missions: the...

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Stranger Than Fiction

(0) Comments | Posted 12 November 2014 | (20:11)

My favourite health and fitness app measures how many steps I've taken each day and how deeply (or- most often- not) I've slept each night. It calculates the balance of the calories I've consumed, and gives me a helpful nudge if I've had too much salt, sugar or saturated fat....

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Ban The Bored!

(0) Comments | Posted 4 November 2014 | (18:09)

I've been teaching for a long time now: longer than many of my students have been alive. They view me as if I were a fake plastic dinosaur on display in a city shopping centre if they have the bad luck to encounter me outside school : a mix of...

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Tricks, Treats and Mean Time

(0) Comments | Posted 25 October 2014 | (16:49)

'Power Rangers,' said the tallest of the five sixth form boys strolling along the corridor, the lunchtime before Half Term began. 'Why do you keep on saying we'll go as Power Rangers. That's just lame. And before you start...' he turned to one of the other boys... 'we're not going...

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When I Grow Up...

(0) Comments | Posted 8 October 2014 | (18:49)

'When I grow up,' I wrote on Twitter last week, 'I want to be Emily Mortimer - or rather, the
character she plays in The Newsroom.'

I don't really. I like the character: a lot. I see something of myself in her, and those who know me best see...

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Ten Books - Ten Thoughts

(1) Comments | Posted 15 September 2014 | (17:06)

When someone nominated me for the Ice Bucket Challenge, I slightly lost the plot. I didn't do it; I donated; we fell out. I don't really believe in public displays of anything: affection, affectation, philanthropy. But I've been nominated for that social media challenge of picking ten books which affected...

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Trains of Thought: A Political Fairytale

(0) Comments | Posted 10 September 2014 | (21:41)

'Seriously, guys,' said Nick, coming back from the buffet car carrying three takeaway lattes in one of those elaborate egg-carton cup carriers. 'Guys. Seriously.'

'God Nick, what now?' David was looking tired while Ed slurped his latte gratefully and quickly.

'Guys,' Nick elaborated. 'We completely forgot something...

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Secrets and Lives

(1) Comments | Posted 31 August 2014 | (23:23)

It started with a look at the preview of the week's TV. On one, exciting and revelatory evening, three sets of secrets: Dogs: Their Secret Lives. The Secret Life of Books. Super Sense: The Secret Power of Animals. No-one has any secrets left unrevealed, it seems, in these times of...

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Putting Time On Ice

(0) Comments | Posted 20 August 2014 | (13:52)

Earlier this week, the world-famous and iconic London clock, Big Ben, was prepared for a major undertaking of cleaning and repairs. Before the work could begin, the familiar "bongs" of the clock's bell were silenced, and the clock's hands were brought to the twelve noon position. As I watched the...

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Up to the Skies...

(0) Comments | Posted 7 August 2014 | (19:04)

The International Space Station is making bright, low passes through the late summer night sky this month. On a cool, clear night, I watched its smooth, stately progress from west to east - seemingly just at the top end of my street.

I so love watching the ISS: seeing...

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Extreme and Dangerous

(0) Comments | Posted 26 July 2014 | (19:30)

It was just one of those routine conversations.

'And can I ask... what's in the parcel?'
'Just a book.'
'Ok, thanks. It's just, I have to check it's nothing dangerous...'
A question mark hovers in the Post Office clerk's voice.
'It's fine. It really isn't dangerous...

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Do the Skeleton Shuffle...

(1) Comments | Posted 15 July 2014 | (18:06)

The anaesthetizing TV with which I block out the pain during my morning treadmill session was priceless this morning. Much more distracting than the familiar dramas and cliffhangers on the famous cobbled street or market squares of Salford or Walford, and the latest plots of someone's dirty linen. Today, the...

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School's Out For Summer

(0) Comments | Posted 8 July 2014 | (19:14)

Alice Cooper put well it in 1972.

Anticipating coffee and a bun on the second morning of the holidays, I was assaulted by the first Back to School display of summer. No sooner have the holidays begun than we're preparing for them to end: hardly had I dragged myself...

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Quiet, Please: Play.

(0) Comments | Posted 27 June 2014 | (15:38)

It's Glastonbury weekend, and I spot one of those online quizzes: What Sort of Festival-Goer Are You? The sort who doesn't go to Festivals, I think, as I turn on the TV. It's Wimbledon fortnight too, which, here in Northern Ireland, means the end of the school year, with children,...

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