When I was 7 years old I decided to take the ‘b’ out of my name, Gabby.

I thought two bs side by side looked too much. 

Too full. Too round. Too same-same.

7 years old. Single-handedly going head-to-head against grammar.

Bold. Brave. Silly.

The attitude stuck, so did the name, Gaby. 

The blob grew up splish splashing on the coast of Boorloo (Perth), Western Australia. 

The blob relocates to East London in June on a UK Youth Mobility visa. 
This is I, the blob.