I arrived back in Dublin today, somewhat embarrassed at the state my family found my bedroom in. When I offered them tea and they inspected the cups before drinking from them, I decided a mini-spring clean was in order.

But this proved to be too much effort so instead I made a half-assed attempt at tidying up my wardrobe after I unpacked. As I went through everything I don't wear anymore (due to being either too small or just disgusting) I realised that I have a ridiculous amount of costumes and props. Of course this is due to being a dramahead and going to a college that has to have a theme for every event.

What am I going to do next year when I graduate? When will I ever again need to dress as a bad fairy, an Indian, a guard, the Cowardly Lion, an English bobbie or a cowgirl?

I also never realised how many scarves I have, including a Ralph Lauren one that I have never worn simply because I completely forgot I had it.