Snapshot of my December 2017

Learnt I have great aim…


Fell in love with Edinburgh…


Had a blast with my little bro all month…


Despite being constantly busy, found a spare minute for the odd craft here and there…


Took part in many festivities…


A lot of alcohol, a lot of pubs, a lot of dancing…


And snow.


All this along with a fainting Mum, a trip to the hospital for little bro, many last minute trips to finish off presents, another broken phone (RIP photos), depression kicking my arse for a few days, a flu that has spread around my family and has finally reached me AND a partridge in a pear tree Christmas Day.

This year has been wicked.


Edinburgh is a dream


I will declare it now just to get it out the way:

I love Edinburgh.


James had to put up with me saying that over and over for four days straight, but in my defence I don’t understand why no one has told me how bloody lovely it is. It was a shock to the system. Imagine aliens visiting us and Area 51 are like ‘yeah, well, it’s no surprise’ but the rest of the world (other than those preparing for that day to come) are like ‘what?!?! Why didn’t we know?!’ and we would constantly look at each other, maybe nervous giggle – very English – and say ‘can you believe aliens are taking over the world? lol’. 

That’s how I feel. How was this secret kept from me? lol.

Needless to say, I instantly felt at home there.


I have only edited my favourite photos of the trip so far, but I was never really going to write a post about my holiday anyway – yet here we are.

So just a quickie

We had the most gorgeous little apartment over looking Grassmarket and at the bottom of my newly favourite street in the world, Victoria Street. We bought some Scottish decorations for every Christmas here on out. Harry Potter is absolutely everywhere. Oh and the Christmas market is amazing, please let me go back at the start of pay day.

Then then then

As we were driving back home it was snowing and the mountains were blanketed, it was all so beautiful and I LOVE EDINBURGH! Bugger, I said it again. I’m sorry, it’s like an illness.


So that’s all for now. I just needed an outlet for this feeling.

Thank you!

And Merry Christmas!

Snapshot of my November 2017

Spent all month gathering and playing with pine cones and acorn caps…



Like, seriously, constant pine cones and acorn caps…



Then lots of other crafts (that I can’t show) and also finished my Grandparents gifts (huge weight off my shoulders!)…



Got told the exciting new about a new baby in the family…



Fully embraced Christmas already, but that’s no surprise…



The weather is freezing (and actually snowed in Kent!)…



Did I mention there was a lot of pine cone and acorn caps in my November?!?



Where did the time go?! Actual, genuine question there – I’d love to know.


12 Days of Christmas ideas (mainly for Grandparents)

I don’t understand it, but the older you get the more you dislike Christmas. That hurt me to write. I, on the other hand, am 26 and still going strong.

I have loved the 12 Days of Christmas since I was a child. Thank you Disney Christmas CD for teaching me all the words – and making my family still sing it in the funny voices. And to add to my list of 12 million projects going on, I decided to do my grandparents their very own advent surprise based upon this song.

Now it was a lot harder than I thought it would be, because although there are so many things to buy out there (Matalan has a pear bauble, there’s a crime book called 12 Drummers Drumming etc) but this is for the older generation. They don’t even decorate for Christmas anymore, let alone want some random tat from me because it coincides with a song that I’ve always loved.

I couldn’t find much on the internet to help me either, so maybe this is the post to help others.

Some items are related to the name, some just the number.

I just want them to have that little bit of excitement in the crazy build up to Christmas, and let them know that although I’m not often there because I’m always busy that I’m still thinking of them.

It’s for them to open every other day, ending with Christmas Eve.

A partridge in a pear tree


This candle was from Primark for £1. Although the smell is questionable, one of my Nan’s loves penguins so it was hard to say no.

Two turtle doves


Dove. Get it? Plus old people love smelly things. This is around £4.

Three french hens


Now you may not see the relation. That’s very well because it’s a stretch, but like I said it has to be things they would like – not just for the sake of it. So this is because of the 3 Christmas ghosts. I’ll write something on their tags to make more sense.

Four callings birds


I think these are calling to you! Plus who doesn’t love a mince pie?! (Me, actually)

Five golden rings


An essential, some say.

Six geese a-laying


This item was from Aldi and only £1.99. Six baubles, which look like eggs (the geese are a-laying), and, even better, 100% of the profit goes to charity.

Seven swans a-swimming


This one was a genuine nightmare. In the end I went down the route of swans swimming on lakes, what lake can the grandparents make? What’s better than a lake made of jelly or chocolate?!

Eight maids a-milking


Milk chocolate. Obviously.

Nine ladies dancing


I love this film, it’s a gem. And with both sets of grandparents loving Doris Day, what could go wrong?! And, of course, she dances in it.

Ten lords a-leaping


Anyone remember the game Jacks?! No, probably not. No one would choose this over an iPad. The idea is that you have to throw the ball in the air – like a leap – while you pick up the jacks.

Eleven pipers pipping 


Let them test their piping skills. This tube isn’t too small either, so hopefully won’t be too hard to squeeze.

Twelve drummers drumming


To finish it off, the original item that I saw in September which made me decide to do this mad, stressful advent for my grandparents. I mean, wonderful and totally easy to think of ideas advent..

This is £8 and from Dunelm, and has toffees and fudge in.

The tags? They are from an etsy shop called MTBCreations for £2.49.


Thank you for reading and hopefully this will inspire or help you with any ideas brewing in your own mind!

The things you do once a year

There’s a list of festivities that I am well and truly ticking off already.

Some years I don’t get round to doing them all because once December comes along everything is go go go, and among the Christmas parties, visiting family, and getting rat arsed as often as possible (and then the hangover days) – when do you find time to do the things that make you feel really festive?!

These are the things I’ve been up to in November, that somehow are essential to feeling festive that I don’t do any other time of the year.

Ice skating – even better, in an empty ice rink


Drinking warm alcohol with spices in


Stood outside in the cold weather to look at lights


Made Christmas crafts that I actually adore this year


And then there’s the seemingly endless Christmas shopping, silly jumpers (James and I wore them in September) and popping on a Christmas film at any free moment (I’ve watched Love Actually twice and Arthur Christmas four times).

I really like this time of the year, encase you couldn’t tell.

And James’s suggestion for this list? ‘Not arguing.’ 


If you want to feel Christmassy…

It was cold. That’s true. Not many others were braving the weather to visit this corner of the world. The wind was forcing them to wrap their scarfs tighter and their glove covered hands were well and truly hibernating in their pockets.


The Needles, that’s where they were visiting. She had never heard of them, and to be honest, they didn’t look like how she imagined, but that bit’s not important.


Unexpectedly, before the landmark, they walked into an amusement village. A bricked street with wooden, shabby small shops each side, all closed, of course. It was cold. 

Her step slowed, the wind quietened but her surroundings felt alive.


She heard a Christmas song, already half way through. It must have been playing the whole time but it was only just noticed. She looked around and saw little speakers at the top of each shop. All of them turning cream and weathered, playing a classic.


She could see into the deserted shops at the trinkets and sweets. Little glimpses of a world but frozen in place like photographs.


She stopped. 

Everything seemed right. 

She felt like the world had stopped, for just one second.

A little glance at peace.


Something had changed in her. She took a step forward and the world started again. She could hear the wind, the sea slapping The Needles, her Dad calling her to hurry up but no longer the music.

She smiled.

Nothing would be the same.


I once visited The Isle of Wight for the first time near Christmas time. I must have been 16, or there abouts, so parts of this memory is hazy and I think I filled in the grey parts with my imagination.

I have written about it before too, which seems strange I’m obsessed with this imagery in my brain considering there’s a less colourful truth and, most importantly, nothing happened. It’s one of those things I have never shared but plays out in my mind.

The imagery I made up has just stuck with me.

I’ve Googled The Needles since and it doesn’t look like this. Nope. Over the years this idea has transformed into something it isn’t, and definitely inspired by The Polar Express.

Everything should be inspired by The Polar Express.

These photos were taken in Rochester at 5pm. This is the closest to the idea in my mind and I felt ever so Christmassy.