A lifestyle blog
The Feathers Hotel is a 21 room hotel in Woodstock, Oxfordshire, a sleep little village with a bustling high street full of independent shops and pubs. The hotel itself sits in the heart of the village (hence the lack of a car park but there is plenty of on street parking around) and is steeped in history: The front reception area and study was a Sanatorium in the late 18th
When I got the first one it was going to be the only one. I didn’t really have a desire to cover my body in ink, just a wish to remember two friends in some way. To remind myself that life is for living and that tomorrow you could be on holiday and die in a horrific freak of nature called a tsunami. That is what had happened to our
What do you weigh? No not in kgs. But as a person, if you added up your worth, what would you weigh? Hang on, let me explain. There’s been a definite shift recently in being body positive online. Hell I should know, I have even done it myself over the past few weeks. Posting far more selfies in a fortnight than I have in the past eight years combined.
You are most interested in the seagull poo, aren’t you? I have to be honest and say it isn’t the highlight of my year driving a convertible (as you would expect) especially as I was 100 miles from home and en route to a funeral. But I had to just sit there, laugh, and take it on the chin. Or right shoulder to be more accurate. The perils of being
Thank you for being my friend, Kate. Thank you for being a friend Traveled down a road and back again Your heart is true, you’re a pal and a confidant Thank you Kate for being my friend. For being a little ray of sunshine in my inbox or direct messages. For travelling down many roads and back again. Your heart was indeed true, you will always be a pal and
I didn’t even know that Bloody Island existed when we arrived in Menorca. But then we saw an advert for the Yellow Catamaran boat company and that they visited the island a few times a week so it seemed like the perfect way to spend our last morning on the island. The boat leaves from Mahon at 10.30, with tickets on sale from the kiosk where you board (recommend you
Binibeca was high on my list of places to visit during our week in Menorca, and had also featured heavily on the “Places to see” lists of people I had asked to give me their recommendations. A whole fisherman’s village, again built on to top of a cliff beside the sea, Binibeca Vell is all about the white washed walls, terracotta floors, narrow cobbled streets and dark painted doors. It
We started the day by turning left out of the resort and down towards the coast, rather than turning right and up towards the main roads. Arenal D’en Castell sits on the northern coast of Menorca, and therefore on the coast. There are plenty of places to park that then allow you to wander down on to the golden sand of the bay and spending the day on the
Today we ventured over to Ciutadella. The other major town on the island, at the opposite end from Mahon. It might have been the capital of Menorca but lost out in a vote to decide who could call themselves the main town, though it is widely regarded as the religious capital of the island. In true Barrow style we did no research on any of it before we left,
Press releases land in my inbox all the time. Several times a day in fact. Some get instantly deleted as they just aren’t relevant. Some I keep for future reference, and some…. well some make me do a little scream out loud. The latest one that had me doing that was the one I received on Friday announcing the launch of Shop Disney, a new online one
So with the news that a friend was staying on the other side of the island, without a pool, we wasted no time in saying “well why don’t you come for breakfast and a swim”! Our place is the perfect spot for a breakfast and pool party after all! Suffice to say they were VERY impressed when they arrived and sad they hadn’t thought of booking with James Villas too.
The first day of a villa holiday is always dominated by a food shop, isn’t it? Or in our case two. I never leave home without tea and milk but it’s hard to bring anything more than that isn’t it? And I do love a foreign supermarket! Mr B and I did a quick Google of nearby supermarkets over a cup of tea and found there were several within
