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I SHOULD HAVE BOUGHT A COW
Ever since Barry the Biscuit Boy graced our screens, the chances of another kind of milk making it over the threshold of our home was slim to none. Our boys have been loyal to Cravendale – or “Mr. Biscuit Head”‘s milk and with the amount they consume daily, I probably should have bought a Cravendale…
ENJOY THE BIG LITTLE TENT FESTIVAL
Hey, friends! It’s time for the second Big Little Tent Festival, hosted by the Caravan Club! Over Easter weekend, the 3rd and 4th of April, the Caravan and Motorhome Club want you to pitch and party at home, staying safe and having fun in your home and your garden. The idea is to pitch your…
LIGHTING UP MY LIFE: LITTLE BIRDS AND LIGHTBULBS
Remember I was complaining about my house and wanting a blank canvas? Well, scrap that. I fell in love with some wallpaper recently that made me forget all of my dreams of a whitewashed way of life, and now I’m completely hooked. It’s blue, metallic and covered in little birds – and I’m quite besotted…
Not Raining, Not Pouring….
Owing to the rainy (and violently hailing) days we’ve experienced over the past few months, life here on the South coast hasn’t exactly been filled with fresh air and frolics in the countryside. So this week, when the mister had a day off AND it wasn’t raining, we pulled our wellyboots on and hurried to…
BIG SHOES TO FILL: PO-ZU
My granny always used to say that you could judge a man by his shoes. On Saturday mornings as a child, I remember her making a list of errands to run – greengrocers, butchers, and occasionally the cobblers to have her shoes re-heeled or fixed. I’m 39 – and I’ve never been to a…
A ROSE BY ANY OTHER NAME: BEARDS AND DAISIES
According to Juliet, a rose by any other name would smell as sweet. I never cared much for the romance of roses. That is, until they actually did come to me under another name – Beards and Daisies. You see, I grew up spending Summer Sunday afternoons surrounded by exquisite, organically homegrown blooms cultivated…