I travel, I plant, I paint (mainly walls), I scoot, I tie dye, I write

Have you ever dipped pizza into hummus? It sounds gross, but it’s a game changer. Now realising how unhealthy I clearly am (I’ve always known but because I’m putting my diet on the internet for a month, I’m pretending it’s a shock) I thought rather go for the easy option of crap food, I’ll dip …

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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 …

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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 – …

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I seem to have an obsession with ‘doing’ photos. Pop the camera on the timer and capture myself doing whatever I’m doing. They come in handy in the future sometimes, for blog posts, but there’s a fair few that I just have. It’s another collection of mine. I just document things. Here’s a random collection, …

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    You know at the end of the year so many people say ‘it doesn’t feel like Christmas’. Well, I think it doesn’t feel like October. Not only because the weather is all kinds of crazy at the moment, and my plants loving it, but because I don’t feel the same as last October. …

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I’ve been meaning to write this post for a while now and for once it was never laziness that stopped me – I postponed it for more scientific research. Okay, maybe, slightly, not a scientist. At all. Nor much research has gone into this, just a self discovery, then self reflection and then finally self acceptance. Which …

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In desperation, my partner bought me Sleepy from Lush in hopes I’ll settle better of an evening. I’m in an awful routine – which has spanned my 26 years – of getting anxious at night, getting what I call ‘restless leg’ (like growing pains in my legs) and being just a pain in the arse. …

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