Category Archives: Family

Merry Christmas/Happy New Year/Happy Friday, etc…

Oh hi blog! Remember me?

I had every intention of posting regular updates, keeping everyone in the loop with what’s going on over on this side of the planet, etc…but now I’m sitting here and it’s the 23rd January already and I realise I haven’t posted a blog in quite a while. Here are my excuses:

  1. When there’s a lot going on (i.e the interesting blog-worthy stuff) I don’t have time to sit and write it all down;
  2. When I have a mundane not-a-lot-happening day (and yes, no matter where you live in the world those days will happen) there isn’t anything to report and I’m not feeling inspired to write;
  3. Laziness.

So really there’s no excuse, but there you have it. I hadn’t blogged, now I’m blogging aaaaand moving on… Continue reading


We found Nemo!!

Snorkelling the Great Barrier Reef

Tuesday 23rd December

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Migrating south for winter

Today’s the day!!

After a mad packing, repacking then packing again session (Laura, Frances and Maria I can not thank you enough!), driving down to London (thanks mum and dad!!!), the annual family Christmas lunch, a zip down to the airport hotel (thanks Mark) an early wake up call and a short bus ride to the terminal, I checked in and made my way to the airport lounge. Why I’ve never done this before I don’t know.

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“Is this a German Christmas Market? Everything is in German…”


As I write this blog…

Well, it’s December and that has to count for something. If there’s one thing Europe is good at – and it’s good at many things – it’s Christmas markets. So when winter rolls around, there’s only one thing to do…and I did it on Sunday. After all, it wouldn’t be Christmas without a bit of the ol’ festivities and this year is going to be poles apart (literally) from what we’re used to!

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I forgot to pack underwear…

One week from now, I’ll be on my way to enjoying less of this:

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World’s Smallest Macaroons….

It is a hobby shared predominantly amongst like-minded fanatics who – for the first hour at least – appeared to compete with one another for risk of possibly missing out on their desired miniature investments. Completely barmy, but also exquisite; a rare art form that fed both my innate curiosity and love, more appreciation, of all things art-related. The world of “proper” dollshouse collectors is definitely one to be experienced…


Grandma's dollshouse <3

Grandma’s dollshouse ❤

My time staying with the Grandparents is all too rapidly coming to an end. I will miss them SO much when I’m off on my travels. It was important to me then that we fit in as many activities as possible (whilst also enjoying some R&R, obviously) – they have such busy schedules, I was only too excited to tag along and see how they do. Last week I attended their Arts and Lits evening in a nearby  seaside town where we saw Welsh singers (and their fabulous pianist) “Trio” perform the night away. The Chapitre was also on the cards last week, which I’m glad to say I now remember far more of.

Today, I experienced a whole new level of crazy in the form of Kensington Dollshouse Festival. My Grandad has always been amazing at building things – from toys for his children to play with (way back when) to outdoor play houses for the grandchildren. One creation he is justifiyably proud of is a dollshouse he built – from scratch – for my Grandma. He began in 1990, completed a few years later and has been Grandma’s winter hobby of choice ever since. I say hobby, I’m not sure that does it justice. Continue reading

When living in the country…

…buy groceries from farm shops! Things may cost a few more pennies, but you won’t get fresher or more British foods anywhere else! My Grandparents are fortunate to have a number of excellent farm shops within a ten minute drive.


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