I opened my mailbox to a few treats this week! Sure, two of them I'd ordered myself but forgotten about... I mean, I actually forgot despite the fact I only ordered them a few days ago, and the other was a surprise snail mail postcard from the lovely Ines (who keeps one of my fave … Continue reading You’ve got mail!
I feel like there should be more set tours available in the world. Not only have I had the pleasure of visiting the Harry Potter set this year but I've now had the experience I didn't even know was possible; touring the sets of everyone's favourite sitcom; Friends! Yes, this is a thing! FriendsFest is … Continue reading F.R.I.E.N.D.S – The set tour (A.k.a FriendsFest!)
This weekend I went to Anglesey, Wales, for a hen party weekend. The hen is one of my oldest friends - we've been buddies for 20 years. Guys... I'm old enough to have friends for 20 years plus. What? Whilst I won't share pictures of the lovely ladies who I have known for a … Continue reading Estuary Exploration // Anglesey
Recently there was an annual mental health day in Canada called Bell Let's Talk. For those who know anything about me you'll know I ain't Canadian but I have a fair few friends from the land of the Cannuck's and so I was made aware of the campaign to spread awareness for people who suffer … Continue reading Mental Health & stuff
The sisterhood is a powerful thing. As much as a man might tell me a look beautiful or give me advice on what to do with a boss that is driving me crazy I will never rest with just that opinion. I need my girls to help me out. I've talked about sisterhood before but … Continue reading Why I’ll always trust another woman’s opinion
It's fair to say we, as women, are always competing. Be it at work or in the gym or just walking down the street you feel it, don't you? That pound-pound-pound of your heart which feels like it's telling you to be cuter, sexier, smarter, tougher. If you aren't competing with the other women in … Continue reading Forced Competition – Women Unite.
Every girl needs a sister; whether it's a blood sister or a friend who is always there for you. I've been blessed by both of these types, though, I am terrible at keeping up with the latter. When you're brought up with sisters (and you're lucky enough to get on with them) you have this … Continue reading Sister, Sisters
Unlike the classic Lit song 'My own worst enemy' I am, in fact, my own best friend. It's something I've only recently come to realise and appreciate in my late twenties and it's mostly because when I was younger I was one of those girls who didn't like to be... dare I say it... alone. Walking … Continue reading Being your own best friend