One thing I promised myself I’d do this year is to see more of the country I live in. Sometimes I feel like a 70 year old trapped in a 24 year olds body, because believe it or not I actually enjoy country walks and over the top English stately homes. Maybe it’s the country bumpkin
Things to do in Bath: Bath. The city of identical houses, and cars worth more than my life. Upon arrival I immediately congratulated myself for not offering to drive – Somehow I don’t think my beaten up Micra would have been invited to the Porsche party. Apart from the abundance of wealthy old men, Bath
Day of birth A rather fitting title I think considering that 1) this is my first post after a five month hiatus, and 2) these photos were actually taken on my birthday, (seriously if one more person tells me how winter babies should adore the cold, I’m going to strangle them with my fleece lined tights).