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Let’s catch up

Well hi there. It’s certainly been a while hasn’t it. It’s time for that typically cliched post about why this little internet space has been neglected, and I could go on and on giving multiple excuses. But really, life just got in the way. Time has passed quickly, I kept putting off writing that post about that place I went or this thing that I did, I worked, I saw friends, I did absolutely nothing on some days too. And that’s just life isn’t it. Suddenly it’s the end of February 2016, 10 months since I left home, and I look back and realise I haven’t got any posts on this blog to show everything that’s happened since then. Because my oh my a lot has happened. So that’s what I’m going to do, start documenting it all, just like I always wanted to. I live in London. I guess that’s the crux of it all. Leaving the little bubble of Adelaide and my comfortable existence among family and close friends was one giant leap of faith, naivety …

An impromptu little moment

  You know how every now and again you get one of those moments where you think, ‘oh my gosh I need to take a picture of this!’ It may be because something funny/amazing/pretty/extraordinary happened, but whatever it is, it just needs to be captured.

New year, new start and all that hoopla.

I know that I am a little bit late to the whole New Year spectacle, but it seems that it is only now that I’ve had time to breathe and really think about. The holiday time is just so crazy. In between Christmas and New Years, having family over, catching up with friends who have been away or are going away, as well as the crazy time at work with sale (I’m in retail btw), the time has just flown by!

Sleepless nights

It’s 3.28am…on a Tuesday night…I should be sleeping. But no, instead I am writing this post because I have resigned myself to the fact that this is going to be one of those nights where I just can’t get to sleep, no matter how badly I want to.

For the love of books

I’m not one of those people who has been swayed by the digitisation of books. Ebooks…no. Kindle….no. iPad…well I have one but the only book on there is a free lonely planet one I couldn’t refuse. Books are meant to be made of paper, they are meant to held and they are meant to form a collection that sits proudly on our bookshelves. And I’m sorry, but I don’t buy this whole it’s so much easier to carry around and I have all my books in one place argument. I have all my books in one place too…on my bookshelf. And why would I need all of my books at once? I’m only reading one! It’s just as easy to throw a book in your bag as it is a kindle or tablet. For me, there is nothing like the feeling of a freshly bought book. Holding the weight of it in your hands, the wonderful smell of the paper (yes I like to breathe in the smell of a new book..what of it!) and …

Tis the season to do nothing.

I love Christmas time. Not just because of the presents or the time with family or the delicious food that we continue to eat no matter how full we are or the cheerful carols that are incessantly blasted through every store’s speakers (yes I am serious, I love carols). I do love these things, but more than anything, I just love the time off. No work, no study, just day after day to do fun things I normally get to do once in a blue moon. I feel like I have no cares in the world. I mean, that’s absolute bull because I have a lot of cares. But just for these two weeks, all those cares fly away and I can live in blissful ignorance of them. Like yesterday, I baked. I actually baked. And it wasn’t even a packet mix either, which is normally to go to if I ever have the time or inclination to bake something. And it was festive baking too…gingerbread men. I carefully measured out the ingredients as I painstakingly …

Fruit World Problems

I am going to tell you a story. A story of a girl who discovers that she is not Jamie Oliver nor Heston Blumenthal. She is not Nigella, nor is she Julia Child. And she is certainly not worthy of a place on Masterchef, or even Ready Steady Cook, despite how much she likes to delude herself into believing she is capable of using those flashy knife techniques that cut up food super-duper fast yet still perfect. Yes, that girl is me. And the events of the day have led me to this place, being my couch, nursing a sore head and a sliced finger. Allow me to explain. It started with breakfast, the most important meal of the day they say! And who does not love a bit of fruit for breakfast because I certainly do. A bit of banana, some beautiful strawberries, and lately because the joys of summer fruit are upon us, some mango. My favourite fruit in the whole wide world, and my love started young too. We used to be able to …