117 days

It’s just 117 days until our wedding day. Just under 4 months. 17 weeks. That’s not too many. I think my last update was about The Dress Hunt… and I can update you to say that I have indeed picked the dress, and all going well will be picking it up next week. Simon’s bought … More 117 days

Remember to Breathe

This week has been a very strange one. Terrorism is not new, and I have memories as a young girl of the 9/11 attack. Not understanding what’s happened, and just crying on the stairs, confused but knowing it was bad. It’s something I’ve watched on TV, cried over, my heart has broken for the images … More Remember to Breathe

The Bee’s Knees

At the risk of sounding like I’m 24 going on 90, for around 18 months now I’ve been unable to go hiking without – at times severe – pain. Predominantly in my knees, that squishy, unstable sensation has wracked my legs on every downhill for over a year. As someone who loves hiking and the … More The Bee’s Knees

The Dress Hunt

With wedding prep well under way, the 3rd bedroom re-decorated, and a new kitchen set to be fitted in the next few months, it made sense to start the search for The Dress. Back in January I got in touch with my bridesmaids, mum, and mother-in-law-to-be and we settled on a date in mid-March for … More The Dress Hunt

A Stolen Scene

I’ve always been a fan of lifting my chin every once in a while, and observing the world around me. When I worked in London I defiantly stopped reading my phone or kindle on the commute, and looked out of the windows, treated to private rainbows and some space away from the grim-faced businessmen. Every … More A Stolen Scene

Big Sky Therapy

My whole life has been punctuated by some sort of worry. From 18 months old I had a phobia of dogs, and ended up going to a psychiatrist when my parents realised that my instinct to run away from the problem could lead to serious issues – namely running into the road in a state … More Big Sky Therapy