Drinking tea and hoping that with tea comes much blogspiration because I've no idea where to start. If you're a close friend of mine I've probably had a rant or a grumble at you this week. Its been one of them weeks. I've oozed negativity. So much so, when it came to yoga on Wednesday… Continue reading To infinity and beyond
Another post already!? Can you believe it? I remember when I went through a phase of wishing and hoping and dreaming of my blog becoming a massive hit and me being given my own column in a hugely famous magazine. I went and read all these posts from other bloggers about how to gain a… Continue reading Proud
I confess, I am yet to get my hands on a copy of Miles' autobiography. I didn't make it to a tap class yet either. I have all of the information I need to go when I'm ready, but I'm yet to feel brave enough and if I'm honest I'm okay with that... All in… Continue reading Yoga, Tagine, Prosecco and a Shark Tale
I'm in for a quiet Friday tonight and I'm so relieved. I'm curled up all snug under a blanket. I've a glass of red wine on the go which is warming me from the inside out. I've candles lit and music playing and Dave's said the T word. The T word being takeaway. There's no… Continue reading Kind of Blue
It seems like only yesterday I was preparing to go back to university for my second year and I decided I might actually post something to a blog for the whole world to read. I was curled up on the sofa with one of my best friends, I remember it clearly. When I look back… Continue reading Oh. My. Chapter four! How can it be!?
I'm the happiest of Bronwens today. Autumn simply is the second most wonderful time of year (Christmas being the most wonderful time of the year, of course) and I'm so happy it is here. What's not to love? Good TV. Jumper weather. Beautiful crisp colourful leaves. Monthly reasons to get together with friends and family… Continue reading Until further notice
Old habits die hard. Life still feels as complicated as ever. You can tell life has been a little crazy because long gone are the days of blog posts written every Sunday without fail, always about lazy days at my parents', roast dinners and good books and sunshine or rain. Funnily enough, I actually did… Continue reading Still twenty-something, still lost, still smiling