Why are people getting married at young ages again?


I’ve got one friend who defied the odds of the modern woman and got hitched at 19. I’ve got another friend who’s vowed that they’ll never get married, ‘it’s just a piece of paper’. There’s mixed feelings about the recent upping in female to male Leap Year proposals (4 more years to wait if you missed it!) And then, here I am, somewhere in the middle.

I think it’s hard to have an opinion on marriage, because like a lot of things, it’s exactly what you make of it. I for one, grew up as a child in between a marriage, or rather a divorce and although I don’t think it in any way affected me (I’M COMPLETELY SOUND OF MIND AND SUCCESSFUL HONEST) it has made my own opinion of marriage a strong one.

And surprisingly, I feel the other way about marriage than people who are from what my French teacher once translated/described as ‘broken families’ stereo typically do. I want my marriage to be forever. BIG surprise, doesn’t everyone think that? Who goes into a marriage thinking it’s not going to be forever apart from someone like Courtney Stodden? Realistically, you never know what’s around the corner for anything in your life but marriage is one of those things that you’ve got to think about, it might not work out, but do you work at it? Or it might be over quicker than you’ve been engaged. Or maybe it might just last forever.

Marriage statistics in the UK denote that marriage is on the up for the first time in over 40 years, with over 50% of over 16s tying the knot since 2011. Like an economic dip puts the country in recession, there was a time in the mid nineties where over 50% of marriages ended up in divorce. It seems it’s taken a generation to bring back the faith into marriage. Basically, if you’re in the bracket of twenties to early thirties, you’re in the generation of the kids who believe once again, in love.

However, although the stats suggest that the credit to the increase might be the factor of those tying the knot later in life (my very own mother and stepdad have been courting for 20 years due to tie the knot this summer) it might just be the younger lovers of the generation who are reverting back to more traditional values that has sparked an increase in ‘I Do’s’.

One thing I want to be clear on here though is that although we all know the difference between what it means to get married (have a wedding) and be married (a continuous struggle and wondrous experience of sharing your life with one significant other) lest us forget the show Totally Jodie Marsh: Who’ll Take Her Up The Aisle.


TV Review Week 1: Coronation Street

So I work in TV, but don’t actually get that much time to watch it, unless I don’t want to socialise with friends or you know..sleep. But I thought considering I do work in the industry, I should begin by generously spreading my opinion of TV, both good and bad….and this week, the nation’s favourite…Coronation Street was my pick.


“So I felt guilty about not seeing my parents recently, so I trudged home to Manchester to eat everything in the cupboards and relish the fact that I wasn’t commuting anywhere for at least 3 days.

I had some time to kill before seeing some friends from home and getting drunk in the pub that used to serve me when I was 16 and so I have to pretend that I’m at least 25 and haven’t only been out of uni a year, so I found myself watching Coronation street with the rents.

Coronation Street, Corrie, ah whatever you want to call it, is crap. I mean I used to watch Corrie when I was younger and wanted to stay up past 8pm but when I got into my teens, I was more interested in Chris Fountain in Hollyoaks than Sarah Louise’s child growing up and passing their driving test before me. Well since then, I’ve cut off all ties with Chris Fountain, especially since he released that weird rape rap song under a not so heavily disguised pseudonym and I mean word on the street is that Gail Platt is at least on her like 5th husband but yeah, I was bored and full of takeaway pizza so I thought I’d just grin and bear it for half an hour. And boy is that what I did.

So it was Tracy Barlow’s wedding day and she’s marrying this Rob guy who happens to be Carla’s brother, although at first I asked my mum if the secret she was referring to was that they were having an affair, so they’re brother sister relationship was already a bit too incestuous for me at the get go. But no, turns out, sneaky Rob killed Tina! Tina, the poor lovely Tina! Tina who was played by Michelle Keegan, who is engaged to Mark Wright of TOWIE fame, so is also obviously mentally unstable.

Anyway, Tracy finds out that beloved Rob killed poor Tina and naturally in true Tracy Barlow style, goes absolutely mental, starts calling Carla a big fat liar and is royally upset that Sneaky Rob has done a runner from the big day but of course totally 100% adamant that he didn’t have anything to do with Tina’s murder. Hmm…not the sharpest knife in the ol’drawer are you Tracy? Then again, your mum is Deirdre after all…

After much toing and froing, and hmms and some shots of people looking devastated and literally saying lines like ‘I’m devastated’, we are shown the delights of simply how bad the acting in Coronation Street is. The tone in which most characters were saying their lines was more cringey than a Year 11 drama class and really gave fellow cringe factor shows like Doctors a run for their money. At points I think I would have rather have been watching the sweat on the palms of someone on Dickinson’s Real Deal than Fizz make another gasp and Tyrone give everyone in the room side eye as his mechanical brain tries to work out what he’s going to order from the chippy.

When I watched Corrie back in the day, Les was constantly toing and froing with Janice and Richard Hillman was being the sneakiest man on the block, and there were actual story lines like Sarah Louise’s shocking barely-even-a-teen-pregnancy and Todd getting it on with that bloke we don’t remember the name of and showing the nation the first on screen gay kiss.

Nowadays it’s still being ruined by Tracy Barlow’s massive gob and Sally Webster’s inability to keep her knickers on. I’ll rate this particular episode a 4/10. Too many shots of the inside of Tracy Barlow’s wide mouth and not enough Steve Macdonald.”


*Thank you to the kind soul on The Huffington Post that supplied the creepiest/funniest image of Ken Barlow to date.

Next week’s review will be on the recent venture ‘Glue’, written by the talented Jack Thorne and produced by Eleven Film.