Category: Travel
Ho, ho, groan: It’s that weird time of year again, that black hole between Christmas and New Year when it’s mandatory to eat and drink all of the things and generally loll around in the lounge like a sea lion. If, like me, you can no longer see your feet …
I used to call these ‘Year in Review’ post ‘memes’. Not too sure why – doesn’t make sense in today’s age of the cat/internet/viral content meme. So here it is: simply, my Year in Review. It’s late for various reasons, not least that I was out of the country around …
After 8 years of writing about lifestyle topics centered around London, I’m going to take this blog down a different direction. I’m going to write from the perspective of an English girl in America. Having lived in America for 7 months now, I have a totally new, and – bear …
It’s that time of year again: on comes my blogging hat and out comes my inner-spewing AKA my annual end-of-year review. I really relish this Twixmas period: a time for over-indulgence, eating, sequins, reflection, drinking, family, drinking some more, and generally getting my life in order. And while everyone said …
While 2016 will be remembered as the ‘bastarding, legend-snatching death year’ for many, it was altogether a different kind of year for me. This was the year I married my best one and became a ‘Mrs’. I won’t try to pretend that it hasn’t been jolly bad luck that all …
It’s that time again: when I struggle to remember everything that’s happened through a post-Christmas haze of carbohydrates and vodka and whittle it all down to this niftily-structured end-of-year meme. I struggle to believe it’s been a year since my last one, particularly due to the worrying lack of posts …
I do enjoy me a lovely, weird year. This one’s been at times a peach, and at others a bastard, although generally I’m quite happy with it. At any rate, I figured it was worth giving it a good meme. They’re fun and cathartic to do, but please don’t feel obliged to …
For purity, silence and uncensored relaxation, you need to get your stressed, aching bones to the hydrotherapy spa – SenSpa – at the very English Careys Manor, New Forest. Boasting oodles of awards and accolades, this Thai temple of watery wonders is like no spa you’ve ever experienced. To start …
The Great British obsession with the weather reached new heights today. Predicted to be the worst storm since the ill-fated Michael Fish forecast of ’87, we locked our windows and doors, battened down the hatches and settled down for a night and morning of mad howling winds and Armageddon skies …
Back when it was hot and balmy, I received an invitation to stay with friends in their family flat on Southwold high street. Southwold is exactly what I imagine similar seaside towns used to be, in the age of Enid Blyton. Green, pleasant and unmistakably English, you’d be forgiven for …
