My name’s Zoe, not Joey. I adopted the name on a trip to India in 2010. The kids in the village struggled to pronounce my name and it annoyingly stuck. So like Jif became Cif, Zoe became Joey.

I decided after university that pursuing a career, buying a house and starting a family could wait a few years (by a few I mean more like 10). So I went travelling like everyone else that panics at the sound of the word ‘commitment’. After returning to the U.K. after 3 years overseas I’m reminded on a daily basis that I’m 26 and should be thinking about ‘settling down’Β but if I’m honest- I’m just too busy having a bloody good time.


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