So, I’ve had a holiday. It was fab. Not on my own either, which was even better. Not with a boyfriend either - he’s remaining elusive🙄 - it was with Viv, my best friend, my rock, my Yoda (for which I seem to have selective hearing😂) We went to Majorca. I’ve never been before, Viv… Continue reading A Holiday
That was it. I’d had enough. I’d lost my momentum. Time for a day out. On my own. I searched the internet for events, most that come up now are festivals of some sort - I’m not a festival goer, not yet anyway, I have my first mini festival that’s local called Buckfest in July… Continue reading A Very British Day Out
Sunday - what a beautiful day it was! Intense blue sky and glistening frost on the ground, the view out of my window was trees, a field and a horse. The plan today was to visit a park with ancient trees and absorb some real soul food. I feel like I’m a bulb underground, slowly… Continue reading Shooting The Breeze
I hadn’t planned to go away. It just happened. Packed my bag on the Friday and took off. Destination, a hotel near Gatwick. After breakfast on the Saturday my intention was Brighton, I needed the sea and it was a friend’s birthday the following week and I planned to go to Choccywoccydoodah to get some… Continue reading No People – Perfect
Facebook had come through again. It’s amazing what events you can find on there, usually by accident when you’re looking at something else. This time I’d found a Snowdrop open day at a church in Chelveston and a Fairytrail in Wolverley near Kidderminster. Now we know what my sense of where places are in this… Continue reading Snowdrops, Sunset, Sleep…..Eventually
Fresh head! Fresh ideas! Bring it! Instagram is taking a hit and Pinterest is off the scale!! It’s amazing the ideas you can find when you go hunting and even when you’re not looking!! So far.... This weekend - Snowdrops and fairy trails - booked. Peniche - West coast of Portugal, fly to Lisbon, hire… Continue reading Plan Plan Plan
Sunday, last day, sadly. It was another slow start, more pastries and coffee with a ‘putting the world to rights’ natter. David was back to work today so it would be just the three of us exploring the city. Once we’d gotten ready and I’d had my sing song and dance in the shower which… Continue reading Belgian Balls. Big Shiny Ones.