I’m incredibly guilty of getting stuck in my routine. Particularly in the winter months, leaving the house can be a chore. When my weekends come round, after a long old week at work, I’m more than happy to sit in, in the warm and not move from my sleepy blanket cocoon. Now, as much as that sounds like a pretty dreamy set up for a lot of people (including myself…) it starts becoming slightly Groundhog Day-esque and the weeks start merging into one, with nothing particularly interesting happening from one week to the next. Continue reading “Finding the inspiration…”
Well hello there! How are you all doing? How’re things? Long time no speak! Here we are again discussing how yet again I am failing at consistent blog writing… But here we are anyway…
September has hit and boy am I happy about it. Autumn for me is definitely my favourite time of year. I adore the cooler evenings, the crisper air and the excuse to crack out my immense jumper and cardigan collection (I seriously think I have a problem).
Life can get a little heavy sometimes. It can be so easy to let the daily grind of general day to day life drag you down and make things seem pretty pointless. We are all guilty of it and it’s completely rubbish. I for one frequently feel it and it can be totally crap. You find yourself questioning your life choices and how you’re handling this little ol’ thing called adulthood.
I travelled a lot when I was younger. Me and my family rarely sat still, we were constantly on the move. I was taught at home for a lot of my childhood because we moved around so much so I’m used to not settling in one place. Continue reading “I ain’t no city slicker…”
I don’t know about you but every time February comes round I am incredibly bored of winter. It’s one of those “meh” months. There are no particularly exciting holidays or events (I don’t count Valentines Day as an important enough or exciting enough holiday, sorry! Pancake Day on the other hand, I can get on board with…) and the weather is never exciting either. We are all fed up of the cold and find ourselves pining for the spring that is oh so reluctant to make an appearance.
This post has been a long time coming. It’s one that I really felt I needed to write. It’s a ‘personal life advice’ sorta post, so apologies in advance! I’m not normally one for passionate posts and if you ask my friends and people that I know I am the last person they would turn to for advice. It’s not that I don’t care, I really do, but I am atrociously rubbish at this stuff (Picture Mark Corrigan from Peep Show awkwardly hugging someone and thats sort of me…) So this is a post and a leap (well maybe just a small hop!) into something new in every sense of the phrase… (This will all make sense I promise!) Continue reading “The leap into the unknown…”
My tan might be fading and I may now be back sat in my flat in little old Oxford listening to the torrential rain pelting my window but for now I’m going to reminisce and pretend I’m back basking in the glorious Italian sun…
ROME…. WHERE DO I BEGIN?? Continue reading “A Roman Holiday…”
This is my first ever blog post and I know that this is going to be all levels of awkward for everyone involved in the process, the title is a bloody Lionel Ritchie song for god’s sake… So I guess this is an apology in advance in a hope that this relieves the pain a little and starts the healing process before it’s even over! Continue reading “Hello, is it me you’re looking for…?”