So here I am, 25 and without my driving licence. For the first time I'm actually embarrassed about it. I had never considered that there would be a day when I'd feel judged for not having accomplished what my sister achieved six weeks after turning seventeen, or what my parents have been doing for a combined 70 years.
Game of Thrones has become an international phenomenon with a dedicated following around the world. Over the past four seasons, the show has become well-known for its dramatic backdrops and breath-taking locations filmed all over Europe.
With just three months to go until the referendum which will determine whether the UK in its current form survives or divides, much of the attention paid by the media has focused on Scotland's ability to survive as an independent sovereign state, and the possible repercussions of independence on England. But there is one part of the UK which has been sorely neglected - Northern Ireland...
The real line-in-the-sand in Northern Ireland is not between Catholic and Protestant or Nationalist and Unionist but between those who see tribes and those who see shared humanity. It's time we got louder.
In the last 17 months a blaming culture and racist attitude has damaged the lives and reputation of thousands of Romanians in the UK. The British public was continuously served with scaremongering about Romanians who, in their vast majority, are hard working people, honest, committed, pay taxes and contribute to the growth of this country.
Olorunda is different. Young, female, and black, she comes without the baggage of green or orange allegiance. A Catholic who runs on a Pro-Union, Non-Sectarian ticket. The daughter of a Northern Irish mother and a Nigerian father, she's no stranger to being the outsider, or indeed to the troubles.
"This is off the record right? Before this conversation goes any further I need to know my name isn't going to appear anywhere." Thus speaks a Catholic woman from Northern Ireland upon being asked questions about her 35-year marriage to a Protestant.
This week, like every other, about 20 women from Northern Ireland will travel to the mainland for an abortion. Unlike women in the rest of the UK, they are not entitled to have their procedure funded by the NHS so they'll have to pay for treatment themselves. They come because the law governing abortion in Northern Ireland is incredibly restrictive. Women, and anyone helping them to abort a pregnancy, face life in prison unless a woman's life is in danger or the pregnancy poses a 'real and serious, permanent or long-term' risk to her health.
We should not need to have this conversation. Homophobia is rife not only in our schools, workplaces, streets and homes, but now it is bolstered by those whom we have elected to act ostensibly in our best interests.
Northern Ireland needs to enter the British consciousness. We especially need the Irish diaspora, unionist and nationalist, to feed into the process. At present it's just a troublesome cousin. But we're more than that. We're not just a troublesome side issue.
On the 25th of April 2013, the Justice and Security Act 2013 gained Royal Assent. The law - which provides 'oversight' for security services, the introduction of 'closed material procedure' in relation to civil proceedings and the prevention of the disclosure of self defined 'sensitive information'...
With politicians having precisely nothing to do but prepare for an election, Nick Clegg, the future former Deputy Prime Minister, and Nigel Farage, the UK's biggest insignificance, debated the EU on Wednesday night...
Irish America needs to go buy a book and learn some history. They don't have a baldy notion. Here's some context...
The Northern Ireland peace process is fraying at the edges. That is if you can call cultural and religious divisions and social hostilities "the edges" when they feed so powerfully the persistence of political problems at the centre.
It's St Patrick's weekend in Northern Ireland, and the lawnmowers are limbering up. For a week or two, now, the rainfall has slowed, the birds have been singing for nesting territory, and underpinning their chorus is that lower, guttural sound: the growling of the First Lawnmowers of Spring.
On 18 September the inhabitants of Scotland go to the polls to decide whether to end their 300 year union with the United Kingdom and instead become an independent state. Whatever the result of this historic vote, a lack of strategic thinking means the vote looks set to raise more questions than it will settle.