I thought Sundays were lazy in England, but no, the French are masters of the laid-back Sunday. I woke up early this morning to the meowing of my host's cat, which had decided to perch itself on my wooden balcony, right outside the door next to my bed. As sweet as this good morning was,… Continue reading life :: lazy day
Month: September 2017
life :: become
To add to all the excitement of moving away tomorrow, this weekend consisted of parties and more parties. Tonight will see the 'last supper' before I go, we get so sentimental as a family. I'll probably be back at Christmas! LES AMIS I decided to throw a little 'Bon Voyage party, inviting all the girls… Continue reading life :: become
life :: impending
It is but four days now until I begin "living" in a country that's not my own. The excitement is rapidly building, and the things that I needed to sort are falling into place, as if they were designed to from the beginning. I'm already absolutely shattered from such a long, busy, yet totally freakin' awesome… Continue reading life :: impending
life :: self
Okay so, I should really be concentrating on getting things sorted for France...BUT there's a current topic floating around the media that I just have to talk about. I'm entitling this post 'self' because that's exactly what it's going to be about. I was watching Loose Women a month ago now - youthful programme I know… Continue reading life :: self
faith :: not
*All views are my own. I'm also not a politics student nor a political expert, nor claim to ever side with a sole politician or political party.* A big part of political rhetoric, and emotion-building rhetoric of late has been the use of: "We are not ______" When Manchester was bombed on the 22nd May… Continue reading faith :: not
life :: from darlo with love
It feels like SO long since I got a post out to you guys, but the reasons why will all begin to unfold... Saturday saw me travel from west to east to visit my beautiful best friend Alice. Having not seen her for two months, I was desperate to go visit her, the girl who… Continue reading life :: from darlo with love