A lifestyle blog
Did you know that either of those things existed? Well come on, keep up. They do indeed and the second one just happens to have just been awarded to a very good friend of mine, Nickie from I Am Typecast, so I grabbed the opportunity to have a chat with her about the title. And thought I would share with you some of my current favourite notebooks. Like Nickie
I bloody hate that expression. I think it’s awful but I can’t think of anything as succinct as that to make a decent title for this post. “If you aren’t married to the person we are inviting then you will not be invited to our wedding” doesn’t trip off the tongue as easily as the above. Which is why it is clearly the headline the tabloids are going with for
Giggling Squid It is rare that we go out for dinner. We have a kitchen full of gadgets to help with cooking and if we can’t be bothered to use them, then we generally have a takeaway. So when Giggling Squid asked if we would like to find out more about their restaurant we jumped at the chance. There are a number of the restaurants around the country and
Driving is a big thing in our family. I mean a seriously big thing. Not in a “we need to get to from A to B” type of way but more of a “where can we make B this weekend?” As an example, twelve years ago my dad decided, with a group of mates, to drive to Sydney. Yes. That Sydney. From London. It would
Twice this week I have raged at headlines online. Headlines with information that just isn’t relevant quite frankly, and twice it has made actually shout out loud. Once instance made me swear on Twitter, and that rarely happens. The first was the recent story about Aaron Lennon, the footballer. A man who was in need of some support for a mental health issue. What is the headline we see? “£55,000
It was pretty much a case of sticking a pin in the map on Sunday morning when we woke up in London and decided to stop off for a walk before heading home. Though the map was actually a book called “Secret London” and the pin was Mr B’s thumb as he flicked through the index. Chiswick House, unsurprisingly is in Chiswick, and is a House that
Not what you expect a National Trust house to look like, and certainly not one that I that would be featuring on my sporadic lately weekly post about my love of windows. As you know, I do love windows as they can perfectly frame a shot, can give you a glimpse of a world beyond them, or indeed be the focus themselves. This has to be the first National
One of the things I love most about binge watching TV programmes on platforms such as Netflix or Amazon Prime Video is that there aren’t advert breaks. Adverts in the middle of a top class drama kill it for me, just as we get gripped with the action it comes to a thundering halt and we are suddenly confronted with an advert for loo roll or butter. With Sky+
Which is why I haven’t recently. I have had so many blog posts I have wanted to write, and some I have needed to write, but even those I have started have then been shelved. Either I can’t find the time to sit and write them or I haven’t known were to begin even when I have had the time. So I haven’t. Mostly because this week
With summer comes a new feel. Gone are the warm, dark shades we like to associate with autumn and winter and in are bright, light colours that give a fresh and airy sensation leaving us waking up happy and ready to face the day. But, before you pick up that paintbrush and start tackling your bedroom walls, have a look at our five simple steps to get your bedroom summer
In the words of Alice Cooper, School’s out, and not just for the summer, but for ever FOREVER. Ellie, the youngest of my three is now doing her final exams at school and then having a year out before embarking on Uni so for now, school is out. I wrote in July last year about my feelings on not having to do a school run anymore when Ellie past
I joked on Twitter the other day that with the announcement of the general election this summer, and the deepening Brexit debacle I was seriously thinking about running away for a couple of months and hiding in a cave. I was only joking but off the back of a week in France where I had been reminded how much I love Europe I did begin to think about having
