Archives for posts with tag: holiday


A walk in the woods. With the sun shining and on the look out for deer.

Waitrose bread and Président butter for an in car picnic lunch before the train back to London.

Hot cross buns. 

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Our beautiful cottage for the weekend. A weekend away from my house, in the countryside and with nothing much to do except read, relax and eat.

A little walk along the water as the sun set, followed by a little explore in the an old small church.

A delicious pie and mash, in my tracky bottoms and big socks, on the sofa. Let the relaxing weekend begin.


The half a slice of cake with a cup of tea after lunch. That was nice.
Staying home. Rather than making myself go in. That was the right decision.

Booking a weekend away. This weekend. I need a break. 


Coming home to discover one of my sunflowers is now ENORMOUS!

Watching the slow mo video of us jumping into the pool again. And still laughing.

Doing some gardening. It felt good to be back out there, pulling up weeds and cutting the lawn.


A day in the sun.

My brown tummy

Seeing shooting stars with Sarah


Slow mo videos, jumping into the water.

Laughing in the pool with Sarah

Dinner on the castle rooftop. Beautiful, delicious, drunk. Spoke French with the Spanish taxi driver. Laughed a lot. 

And the gecko in the pool.


Beautiful Ronda. Big bridges, great views and reading in parks.

Singing Taylor and Justin together as we drove back to the finca. Happy women vibes.

Ping pong spaff. 


Lying in the sun with my boobs out. 

Not getting burnt.

Getting completely lost in my book.

A day by the pool. This beautiful pool.

Jumping in photos.

Beers, cards, feminist chats.


Picking up Hannah – no more solo. And someone to tell my hilarious jokes and comments to.

Our beautiful finca for the week. It’s so gorgeous!

Going for a swim and then eating bread and cheese on the sunbeds. Bliss.