I am a fairly-young not-very-overweight-depending-how-you-measure white English-British monolingual cisgendered bisexual currently-able-bodied contraceptive-taking pro-choice feminist middle-class university-educated married-parent-having slightly-communist Brownie-Guide-assisting Lib-Dem-vs-Green-wobbly-voting poetry-writing non-Christian-believing cradle-Quaker woman who is trying to be an ally in other anti-oppression movements, with, I’m sure, varying degrees of success. (I don’t feel that my level of success in any specific case of trying-to-be-an-ally is really for me to judge.) I am also a hyphen-abuser.
My name is Rhiannon (this is probably not a very bad case of cultural appropriation as I am between 1/64 and 1/2 Welsh, depending how you count it; the privilege to do my family history research in such depth is very real, though). I like ducks and Welsh mythology. I am not all that fond of Fleetwood Mac.