A lifestyle blog
As well as exploring out and about whilst on holiday in France, we have been exploring a bit more of the house we are staying in. It has been owned by the same family for five generations and is over 300 years old. We have had great fun trying to work out how it looked originally. It is clear that it hasn’t always been one dwelling. And in fact started
It took just three hours. Three hours for the world to be aware of this sleepy little village in the middle of France. It started just like any other day in June. But this was June 10th. 1944. And by 5pm the entire village was dead. Massacred. In three hours. Men rounded up and shot. Women and children taken to the church. Where a fire was started which forced them
The novelty of showing photographs from our garden soon wore off. About the same time that actually gardening wore off. I knew it wouldn’t last. I just haven’t got the gardening bug. But coming to France has given me a great excuse to show you the garden of the house we are staying in. That’s it up there in that picture. It’s rather gorgeous, I have to admit. And deep
I love this theme, it might even be one of my favourites as it gives a real snapshot of a moment in time. And an insight into people’s lives. My view at the moment is very different from my usual view on a Wednesday morning. Normally I would have done the school run and after the usual domestic stuff I would be sitting at the kitchen table doing what I
Tuscany holds special memories for me. It is where Mr B proposed. In Florence. In the Uffizi? Nope? On the Ponte Vecchio? Nope. But on one knee in a Tapas restaurant. Something I blogged about here: Six years ago today and so when I was asked if I would like to blog a Tuscan recipe for #TuscanyNowCookOff well how could I refuse. The email I got was so lovely and
Great Outdoors We had the most amazing Christmas last year, away in a holiday cottage in Cornwall with my parents, my inlaw, my granny, three teens and Miss C’s boyfriend D. It was brilliant. Enough space for all to spread out but around the roaring fire (that my dad proudly kept lit all week) it felt cosy and like a home from home. Soon after we got back Team
Mixed berry frozen yogurt Now that my recipes are award winning… what? You didn’t know? Oh yes dear reader. Remember my strawberry cheesecake recipe? Well it won a competition run by Netmums: Slow Cooked Strawberry Cheesecake AND is set to be mentioned in a national newspaper on Thursday, complete with the picture in took. Uh huh. I KNOW. Maybe I can cook after all. Okay so cook is
Buy end of term teacher’s gifts. Check Attend speech day for J. Check Attend speech day for E. Check Read end of term report for J. Check Attend parent’s evening for E. Check Stare at contents of J’s school bedroom piled on floor in kid’s playroom for two weeks. Check Stare at contents of E’s locker in boot of car for two days. Check That will be the end of
It’s that time of year, end of term looming, that I start my last minute holiday planning. Yesterday it involved printing off all my confirmation emails etc and checking everything was as it should be. No last minute panic when we realise the holiday cottage is booked for the wrong week etc! So having done the longer term planning earlier in the year I thought I would share it with
oh yes people. Look at that. On the Gallery this week the theme is one that means there is no escaping a picture of me. A younger me. That picture was taken on 22nd November 1998 (not that I have a phenomenal memory, it is date stamped in the left hand bottom corner). E is a week old. J is three, and C is 4. And me? Well let’s say
I have talked before about my love of books. And how as I child I loved curling up and reading. In fact I still do. So when I was asked by Tots100 if I would like to take part in a challenge to recreate my favourite quote from a children’s book, I was all in. Even when I then heard that it was in conjunction with Heinz and had to
As per usual the last few weeks have been insane. There really are not enough hours in the day. Ever. An hour of house work and clearing up in the morning, an hour of school run, a ten hour working day, more school run, more housework, an energetic dog, food to buy etc. Oh and a blog to run (on average 25 emails a day that need answering, sorting is