Lucy Pollock, Author at The Oxford Blue

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Love Letters: Locked In

by Lucy Pollock November 17, 2024November 17, 2024

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Love Letters: Halloween

by Lucy Pollock November 4, 2024November 4, 2024

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Love Letters: A Warm Welcome

by Lucy Pollock October 27, 2024October 31, 2024

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Love Letters: 3 A.M.

by Lucy Pollock May 29, 2024May 29, 2024

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Love Letters: Collections

by Lucy Pollock April 29, 2024April 29, 2024

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Love Letters: Ode to Oxford

by Lucy Pollock March 7, 2024March 6, 2024

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Love Letters: February Blues (or, rather, Greys)

by Lucy Pollock February 27, 2024February 28, 2024

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Love Letters: What is Love?

by Lucy Pollock February 20, 2024February 20, 2024

In Conversation: Anjana Ahuja on Three Decades of Science Journalism

Lucy Pollock Nov 28, 2025 7 min read

Anjana Ahuja has been making sense of science for Financial Times readers for years, covering everything from pandemic ethics to AI’s impact on scientific training.…

Can Oxford Students Still Afford to Follow Their Passions?

Lucy Pollock Nov 28, 2025 4 min read

Provided by Malachy King, used with permission.

There is no question that the job market is looking increasingly bleak. Many Oxford graduates, promised opportunity and privileged status, with grand ambition allowing them…

The Players at the Burton Taylor Studio: Reviewed

Lucy Pollock Nov 27, 2025 4 min read

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“Splinters Productions’ debut play explores all the vicissitudes of student theatre, from cringeworthy flirtation to tyrannical direction” Oliver Martin reviews ‘The Players’ Image from Splinters…

Risk Appetite: On Relationships with Food and Food Influencers

Lucy Pollock Nov 26, 2025 6 min read

A man sits at a table alone, eating a bowl of ramen.

“I thought spending mealtimes studying instead of eating would give me some sort of leverage over my peers, who weren’t spending that time being ‘productive’…