Hello *waves manically*
So... This weekend, I got old, I got 21. Exciting, so so so very exciting becuase I got to spend the day with friends I've loved and held dear for almost a decade now. Rockey, the great, swooped down from Manchester. Ray buzzed in from Leeds, JoJo from Northampton, and one of our oldies, Si, even came.
It had been over a year since I caught up with Simon, he was one of my best friends, I loved him so much, things change and people change. It's great now, because I'll be moving back to the Shire for the summer, and it'll be so fab to have people you really love around again.
Okay, so one, two, three, four, a million more, shooters, cocktails, and all sorts and we were dancing gaily to the Spice Girls! It was a wild and wonderful night.
Indie Boy totally won me over! With the uh, handbag above, it says.... Praaaada! Not only a fantastic handbag, but also a HUGE piece of bling. Wow, wow, wow. I love that man. Superficial yet?
Sunday was spent with extended family, my wonderful Fairy Godmother who showered me with far too many designer cosmetics. My dearest and oldest neighbour and her beautiful boys too. The day was lovely. That was, after I recovered from a bit of a hangover. I felt like the above picture, so happy, yet so very rough!
Please please please keep me in your thoughts, tomorrow night is the big opening of my photography exhibition, and I'm pretty scared!
Have a wonderful week peeps, all the best!
Deep in the hills of the island you'll find Pura Goa Gajah Temple, a 9th Century cave sanctuary.
Utterly serene and the perfect spot to catch up on reading and snoozing...
At the heart of the local village is a cluster of shops. There's a butcher, baker, hairdresser, corner shop, solicitors, gym, post office and charity shop.
This warm dry spring has been lingering for what feels like the longest time.
We arrived to a beautiful blue carpet of bluebells...
Leaving the city at the end of last year I never could have dreamed that we'd be so lucky living in the middle of knowehere.
The trails are gentle and undulating, rolling between small clearings and dense woodland.
We raced along the beach with our four Vizslas...