A Travel + Lifestyle Blog
I can still remember the first time I visited Kettles Yard back in 2007/2008 (Basically a really long time ago). To be honest I didn’t even know it existed until my mum (upon learning I was set on applying to study art at university), bundled me in the car and drove me to Cambridge. Next
Over the last 10 months I’ve had to relax my workout regime due to changes at work and a longer commute. I don’t always have the energy any more to wake up at 5:30am and fit in a pre work gym session six days a week, and usually the last thing I want to do
Dear world – I’m back! In case you’re wondering where I’ve been, I took four months off to eat kitkats and ponder life. And here I am – 6lbs heavier (I like to think it’s all the new ideas I’m carrying, but my bod says otherwise) and as calm as someone who’s done nothing for
I’m guessing you’ve all heard of the BBG – and if you haven’t WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?! I know a lot of you have experience with Kayla Itsines’ Bikini Body Guide (whether positive or negative), but this month marks my two and a half years continuously BBG training, so I thought I’d celebrate the
I get it. Everyone wants to be more successful, more productive and want to feel like they’ve achieved something with their life. I feel like that every single day. There are days/weeks/months when I literally cannot remember where my time went, and all I can remember are the hours I spent pulling my hair out over Instagram –
It’s not everyday you turn a quarter of a century. 25 isn’t even a particularly monumental age – too old for irresponsible fun and too young for a midlife crisis. Turning 25 sounds pretty boring actually. I feel a least ten years older than I actually am, which may be fine now but will be pretty tragic
” The master of the art of living makes little distinction between his work and his play, his labor and his leisure, his mind and his body, his education and his recreation, his love and his religion. He simply pursues his vision of excellence in whatever he does, leaving others to decide whether he is
Winter Wellness Winter – quite possibly the best and also worst time of the year. I always wonder how a season with so much anticipation and celebration is also the cause of so much misery. I feel like this post is pretty relevant not only because it’s just turned December, but the day I shot
I’m sure every internet dwelling creature has been met with the same quizzical looks from their friends every time they share a link to their latest blog post. Sharing snippets of my life over the internet is something I’ve never really questioned. I mean I don’t share everything, but blogging to me has always felt very natural.