What a year! The events of the last week must surely form the icing on a 2016-cake built of bullshit, bitterness and death. I’m increasingly convinced that David Bowie may have been the glue holding our entire world together. It’s been a toughie on a personal level, too – losing two people to irreparable disagreements, after
This post in collaboration with Garnier. All thoughts and opinions are my own. I have a sneaking suspicion, not even remotely supported by science, that humans are supposed to hibernate. As the days grow shorter & the weather cools down, I would be 100% happy to curl up in a dark corner and sleep off
Because it’s taking over my life right now, and my secrets are safe with you, right? The thing about a DIY wedding is it’s all details. There’s nothing but details to think about! Less than a fortnight to go until my pretty dress day! Um, I mean, until I marry my one true love… y’know.
This post is in collaboration with Tropicana. All thoughts are my own – as usual! When I was working full time, it seemed I was always bubbling with ideas. Rising at six and running out the door with wet hair and Orla’s fat little hand in tow, I’d sit in my daily commute traffic
It occurs to me as I write this that almost of half of my adventures month happened in London. I’ve been up and down so often that I’m almost developing a cockney accent, & I’m not done yet! How about some blogger events up North soon, world? Have you come across the Instagram #mystory project? Launched
Knepp Wildland Project is a rewilding project near the South coast of England. I was invited down as part of Canopy & Stars CSCollective, which I’ll explain a bit more about in a moment. But first, I need to tell you about this place. If you’re not familiar with rewilding, here’s the wikipedia definition: Rewilding
It’s faintly ironic, I suppose, that the commitment I’m most worried about for this whole wedding fandango is the one that I’ll make to a dress. On the other hand, perhaps it’s just logical: I spent the best part of 30 years carefully selecting R; I had a year to find a dress. Less, when
Sleep is one of those things we drastically undervalue in our society. I think about this a lot, as a perpetually sleepy person: how most people are more worried about dehyrdration or sugar addiction than they are their lack of rest. Mention you have a headache, and you’re immediately blanketed in well-intentioned advice. Someone will
A funny thing about my life/job these days is that I’m frequently called upon to make regular trips to London. “Regular trips to London” is a phrase that sounds incredibly casual, but in my head it’s still kind of a big deal – not least because I have convinced myself that I am the imminent