I want to take in the cuteness in this photo but then can’t help but be distracted by the light saber battle going on behind Noah 😂
Boyfriend's little cousin met her Cambridge offer today! Very happy for her (and low key excited that we now have another college to go to formal at -- my cocktail dresses have been gathering dust! 👗) #unrelatedcaption
I just picked up @winterthesheepadoodle
from the groomers and now we’re home relaxing with a beer and @queereye
while we wait for Kevin to get here. On the menu tonight is cheesy chicken and broccoli rice casserole. #humpday
One week home and still, the de-holidaying continues . But this little pic takes me back to one of our sunniest and happiest days ~ at Chateau de Chaumont 🌲🏰🌲#deholidaying #tenloadsandcounting
This light. I am learning to love the sunlight in my photographs. Using the flares to capture magical sunlit moments. Little Mimi in her @tsiomikkids
dress, gathering heather and watching her sister and friend climb up a big tree. Those little unplanned candid moments can be the most endearing. She also had the fit of giggles which you shall see on future photographs from this shoot 💕 #tsiomikkids #roydoncommon
I had to improvise a picture today because I couldn’t get the right lighting for the one I wanted to take! The sky is bright yellow today because of the sun coming through the smoke from the wild fires - it makes the whole world seem like it has been switched to Sepia 😦
Still not over Como and Villa Carlotta, FYI
Can we take a moment for this sofa of dreams? 💗
I need your help! I want to get a new sofa, I’m not quite what kind yet so would adore your advice. Where has fab sofas? I’m obviously thinking pink velvet but I mainly want something comfy that I can snooze on whilst watching serial killer documentaries on Netflix 👌🏻
Photo by the brilliant @tradchap
of his gorgeous home✨
What do you want to be when you grow up?
My brother and I were home-schooled, not in the Deep South marrying our cousins anti evolution sense, but very much in the hippy free spirit school of thought! I wasn’t well when I was little so couldn’t go to school, our wonderful Mum took it upon herself to teach us 💗
We learnt everything from French to how to light a campfire to advanced Math, but mostly what we learnt was to believe in ourselves. My Mum taught us we could be anything we wanted to be if we were prepared to work hard enough 💪🏻
I did my leaving cert, to prove to myself I could do it and I remember the fear of results day like it was yesterday, the fear of not being good enough, the fear of failing compared to all of my brilliant friends 💔
Standing here 17 years later I know it doesn’t matter, it never mattered. I have a company I love, working with a brilliant team who I adore (none of whom I have ever asked who I have ever asked for their leaving cert results!) ⚡️
I think it’s our job, all of those who survived the leaving cert, to tell all of these brilliant incredible young people who are capable of doing anything that tomorrow is the first day of the rest of their lives, they can make their choices, build their own path towards whatever they want and we will be there to support them the whole way 🥂
PS This is the only photo I could find from that time, I suspect I may have burnt the rest due to my terrifyingly thin eyebrows 🙈
An early morning walk before work. @winterthesheepadoodle
and I had the whole place to ourselves, well, except for the night creatures still stirring. The air was a little cooler than it has been and the sky was overcast. A much welcome sight. Signs of Fall are starting to appear but the air still smells and feels like summer. It was a good start to the day. 🌿
The force is strong with this one * que Kylo Ren theme tune *
This forest was a location used in Star Wars the force awakens for the first time Rey and Kylo Ren meet. My son was literally on cloud 9 he even made his sister dress up as the female storm trooper for the day everyone loved their costumes, it was pretty fun spotting all the areas from the movie this was one of Alejandro’s favourites.
Living for summer set ups like this dreamy spot at Somerset House. This summer has been a good’un for hanging out with friends in cute bars and gardens, I’m craving autumn but I’ll still be sad for summer to end! ✨
If anyone needs any hen do advice im your girl! After this year I’m officially putting ‘professional hen do planner’ on my CV!!!
This weekend Was my forever best friends hen - we re lived majour child hood memories - I’m talking S club 7 & Venga boys! - I showered myself in glitter much to the suprise of EVERYONE - I usually hate glitter but this weekend brought out my inner unicorn! 🦄! I’m going to be sharing some of the highlights on my stories. 🙋🏻♀️ #apocketfullofpollen
What’s your most treasured object? .
Here are mine...some Shaker style boxes that my dad made about 25 years ago.
He was a scientist, but loved to make things and crafted these after we visited a Shaker village in the US and watched a demonstration of them being made. Working out how to do things like this pre-internet was no mean feat!
Do you have a piece that’s particularly special to you? I’d love to hear what and why!
Gorgeous light in Granary Square -- fun fact, there's ping pong tables and rackets in here, free to use (but there never seem to be any balls...)
Our gorgeous bridesmaids gracefully walking back up the aisle after a beautiful ceremony in the Peak District 💕
🌻 when you buy a bunch of sunflowers and realise you don’t have a vase big enough for them 🌻
These beauties are now dotted around the house, brightening it up in place of real sunshine 😂
space and light and order. those are the things men need just as much as they need bread or a place to sleep.
14 august 2018
Paint palettes and field flowers 🎨🌾🎨
(I found the butterfly outdoors, already passed on but still beautiful ♡🦋)
Amsterdam certainly passes the Instagram test 🌸🚲🌿
A few thoughts on... “Loving my neighbours”: When we got home from holiday earlier this week, I had a quick look through the post piled up for us by *amazing* John next door. My heart sank when I read the handwritten note on top of the pile “Janet B passed away on 20th July”. Janet was an elderly lady who lived around the corner. I’d only met her twice but the conversations have stayed with me. She was thoughtful, kind and young for her years. Only a month ago she had put some leaflets through my door about toilet twinning - a scheme she loved and thought I might be interested in. I never got around to knocking on Janet’s door to thank her for the note and check how she was, and now it was too late.
Janet wasn’t the first neighbour I’ve felt a sense of regret for. When Flo was a baby I remember sitting with her in my living room, whilst through the window I watched a thin drunk man scramble for his keys for far too long and finally let himself into his house which was directly opposite mine. Steve was an alcoholic who lived alone. He died 3 months later.
As I was new to the street I’d always thought that someone else must have tried to help him, but now I’m not so sure. Had anyone tried? Who else was there to help? What if I had opened my door that day and offered him a mug of tea instead of the bottle of vodka under his arm?
I am sad that I never managed to thank Janet and I regret never offering to help Steve.
This week I heard a fantastic talk by @miriamswaff
. She set a challenge to step out of our comfort zone, get to know our neighbours and more importantly, build relationships with them.
I know it’s not all sugar and coffee, (like a 90s Nescafe TV ad). Steve’s situation was complex and needed professional help and I know we can’t be everything to everyone ~ impossible. But the main thing I regret is the small act of not offering.
So often I find it easier to think up excuses - it wouldn’t be safe, I can’t take the children there, I’m too tired/ busy/ etc. Or I hope that someone else will fix it - the NHS, a family member, another neighbour. But what *if* that neighbour could have been me? .... (((continued below in comments👇🏻)))
The power went out at work today and for some reason it made me really happy. Maybe it was the break in things, a jolt out of the normal workday tasks. The way everyone was brought out of their offices and gathered in the halls to see what was up. The bathroom was dark except for the faint glow of an emergency light bulb and I loved it for some reason. Maybe I’m just craving darkness. Maybe I’m just weird. 🖤
I am so here for the evenings feeling like the start of autumn, give me all the cosy hygge vibes please 🤗 I would prefer the heatwave to come back for the daytime though but I guess we can't have it all 🙄😅
Le fave view 👌🏼 Our first Brighton stint is ending tomorrow as we head north to visit family in beautiful Chester. It’ll be the van’s first proper voyage when it’ll be full of happy campers instead of tools and timber! It’s not quite finished inside but good enough for an adventure. We’ve been discussing what to name it instead of just “the van”. Suggestions so far from various family members of various ages have been: Big Blue, Bluey, and The Good Window Van (its blue, and it does have windows that are pretty good). However, despite these winning ideas, I think the search is still on. Have you named your vehicle? Or got a van name suggestion? 📝👇🏼
No matter what has gone on in my life there’s one thing that’s always been certain; working with my hands to make something new, and tangible, something that didn’t exist before, has always been one of the deepest joys and passions of my soul. The repetitive motion of woodworking, or painting, or drawing, or hand-lettering never gets old; “DIY is part of the lagom way of life...I find DIY liberating, satisfying and incredibly mindful.” − Niki Brantmark, ‘Lagom’
‘freshly whipped’ sign handmade by yours truly, @thehyggewife
Who would like a spot of enchanted tea with the oh so lovely Mrs Potts! ☕️🌸🍬
I tend to enjoy a good movie/story with a vengeance plot line. That triumphant feeling of justice served when the villain finally gets their comeuppance. IRL however, over the years, after swiftly getting bitten in the butt by Karma whenever I've allowed anger to get the better of me; I've learnt it's best to just let Karma do it's own business. Divine retribution, karma, whatever you wanna call it. After all, as it is often said, revenge is a dish best served cold. 🙈🙉🙊
Note on spread : Inspired by the work of a graphic designer from a bygone era, I've tried to recreate that triangular envelope. ✉️
And Kathy @varenikje
, all that time you mentioned art journaler, I had no idea it was a hashtag! 🤦♀️... just like Jon Snow, I know nothing🤷♀️😄Also, still adjusting to my new phone cam so, apologies for the blurry at all the wrong spots photos! ・