At the start of a new year, as we do every time, it’s an opportunity to reflect back and look forward. The name of this blog is two parts of the Latin phrase ‘Respice, Adspice, Prospice’ – look behind, look here, look ahead. Pretty cheesy, but it always reminds me of those ambitions of a … More Another Year Forward
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
Today is a momentous day. As I’m sure most over-excited organised people do, I have several ‘days left’ countdown widgets on my phone as we crawl towards exciting dates in the diary. Today, we hit 299 days till the wedding. Every time we break a hundreds barrier, we get a bit giddier, and it becomes … More The Road to Mrs #3
The other day I realised something. For the last 6 years, I’ve worn two rings on my right hand, both gifts for my 18th birthday and both the only jewellery I tend to wear besides earrings. Yet the moment I received one destined for that third left finger, the others disappeared. It seems small and … More The Road To Mrs #2
The relationship between siblings cannot be replaced by any other connection – there’s something about sharing childhood and DNA that makes it stronger than anything I’ve come across. It survives through all phases of life from irritating toddler, to needy pre-teen, to angsty teenager, to adulthood. It develops into something special and deep, that no … More Long Distance Sisters
On the 3rd July 2016 we went on the first holiday since moving up north – 8 months after our last trip to the continent. We set off early to drive to Northern France, ready for sun, wine, and camping. It was also the day that my lovely other half would propose. Whilst we’ve been … More The Road To Mrs…
“even though we know we are mortal, we live as if we are immortal” Two stories, hundreds of years apart. Leo is in South America, devastated, confused, and falling into a deep, dark hole. More than 70 years before, Moritz is struggling across Siberia drawn by a passion so deep it seems to keep … More Book review: Random Acts of Heroic Love
I’ll admit it straight away – I was, and always will be, a Daddy’s girl. When I was little, I had him wrapped around my little finger; when Mum said no sweets, I’d turn my hazel eyes and dimpled face to Dad, and wait for that inevitable “oh alright then”. My first word was “Dad”, … More A Tribute To My Mother
Tiffany Chevis 