Archives for posts with tag: family


Being all together as a family, having lunch in the garden for the last time.

Watching Ben laugh so hard retelling the new Dad’s Army film that he cried.

Coming back to Lauren. And my garden smells. Someone who can commiserate with me and a nice place to sit before the week starts again. 


A walk that took in the coast, a cliff and some of the South Downs Way. Ending in a cafe with a cream tea.

Lounging in the sun with Sophie.

Spotting wild rabbits, a fox and heaps of pigs. 


Blighty brunch with the core besties. That iced coffee saved me.

Some train texts on the way to Fam Camp.

Sitting around the fire with my family, wearing my walking boots and chatting to some family members that don’t normally get the chance to speak. And singing about bananas and big fat ponies.

Sitting in the garden in the sun, reading nan’s diary from the year I was born. It was lovely to feel connected with that nan again. My nan.

Early evening in the park with Holly, drinking a beer and looking at the flowers. In the bloody incredible sun. I love sunny London.

Feeling excited and ready to be on my own again. Feeling happy. As just me. Nothing else.

I got my necklace fixed. Finally. My beautiful necklace that I wear everyday.

Nan’s pressed flowers. They worked and they look beautiful. They’re up in my room now.

I loled a few times today at No Such Thing As A Fish. And I listened to a new one.

**UPDATE** My cousin is here for the night. And she makes me lol. “UPDATE. I only went for two sanitary towels”

A beautifully sunny day, spent in a pretty garden with my family, chatting to my cousins.

Lying on the grass, my heart beating into the ground and the sun beating down on my face.

Stroking a calm dog and she snuggled back into me.


Starting off the day with a Queen Bee coffee.

Running around the forest with the kids, climbing on everything and being in the trees.

Going on the mini train.

A beautiful walk in the park with the kids. And playing in the park, swinging in the storm swing.

Painting the fence with my brother. Having all the conversations and talking about all the things. It was perfect.

Then watching Moana and drinking beer with him.

Driving through the countryside, down beautiful old lanes in the sunshine, singing as loud as I want.

Cuddles and secrets with my gorgeous little cousin.

Grapes and clotted cream. A dream mix.


“Are you laughing at ‘otter’?” 

“Yes”

Knuffle with Jen.

Crashing my brother’s band practise. Sitting outside the shed he built, listening to him play, drinking a beer. What a perfect evening.