A year of adventure – January 2018 –

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Christmas in 2016 (is this chick still talking about Christmas?! no, don’t worry, hold tight) I realised that, for me, it isn’t about consumerism..

“Maybe Christmas, the Grinch thought, doesn’t come from a store.”
Dr. Seuss, How the Grinch Stole Christmas!

..and so all my gifts were from charities and small businesses.

It felt good. It was almost right but something was still missing.

For years I would fantasize making presents instead and living the Christmas dream I always imagined in my mind. Last Christmas, 2017, I did just that. I made the presents for my family (but I obviously had to buy stuff to make this gift).

I have an obsession with documenting and collecting, I also love an adventure, doing things less ordinary and particularly with my partner in crime. So that’s where this idea naturally came from.

Welcome to that gift, which I can now share with you and will continue to share through out the year because, as you will see, it is a present for the whole of 2018. (And if you’d like to play along that’ll be cool?)

An Adventure Box!

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I gifted each couple in my family this box from Ikea filled to the top with 12 A3 envelopes – one for each month.

Each month has a list of activities to do along with items I provided.

They range from ‘go for a walk together’ to dressing up for St Patrick’s Day. There’s also some ridiculous things which was my partners input. Like, really stupid.

There are also suggestions at the bottom for things to do – if there was a moment in their month where they wanted to do something but couldn’t think what.

I tried to keep things free, there aren’t activities to spend loads of money up London or go on holiday, but rather fun simple things together – while still traveling about and having adventures. Which is what I’m about anyway.

 

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When they first opened the box they saw the sheet above explaining what the box is. Underneath in it’s own plastic bag was this lot below. A photo album (with only 12 sleeves and I put a sticker of each month on each page), a bunch of stickers, washi tape, wooden names, and glue dots.

Every month they have to choose their favourite photo and pop it in there. There they have the option of decorating the album or anything else in the future.

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I made 6 of these boxes in total but I’m showing you my Mum and Dad’s box, I’m sure they won’t mind.

This month;

  • share the bottle of champagne
  • write a hope, dream or resolution on the paper provided and roll it up into the Christmas bauble
  • go for a walk with their fit bits, whatever the weather
  • pop a photo in the album

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A lot of these things are a joke. The champagne is sparkling perry (think Lambrini) and the expensive fit bits are 99p each.

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That’s all for now, I’ll share each envelope in the month it’s intended for. I spent a lot of time on these boxes, from September till Christmas Eve (I really wanted to be done in November but I kept getting more ideas). I love the idea so much and I’m pretty chuffed with how it came out. My family all seemed excited too, which is obviously the most important part.

Thanks for reading! If you decide to do any of these things let me know!

 

 

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Snapshot of my December 2017

Learnt I have great aim…

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Fell in love with Edinburgh…

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Had a blast with my little bro all month…

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

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Took part in many festivities…

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

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And snow.

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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

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

I love Edinburgh.

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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.

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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.

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

Thank you!

And Merry Christmas!

Oh how I love ‘doing’ photos

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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, with no back stories, of me doing things.

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Documenting your adventures – travelling idea

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Now the days are getting darker and greyer, and although that stirs excitement in me, right now feels like the perfect time to sit back with a cup of tea and go through your holiday photos.

Probably with a few biscuits too – they already have the Christmas boxes in supermarkets. We are only human. After all.

My holiday, my road trip around Europe, happened in April and I’m yet to print the photos even though my friend bought me the perfect Up photo album for it. So with these middle months between Summer and Christmas, the months where you get shit done, I will fill that album up.

Meanwhile, I am going to share a little travel idea that my partner and I have been doing since we have been together.

One photo for each place we’ve visited

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Simple as that. We took a photo for each place we travelled and to prevent me feeling pressured (and therefore not doing it) it is more so we see how much we’ve changed rather us standing outside famous monuments. We can Google them anyway.

Almost all of them were taken on timer, placed on bins or walls, encase you were questioning some camera angles or focusing.

Each photo is then labelled.

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I am so glad we started it – literally a month after we got together – otherwise it never would have happened.

Not to say you can’t start now! It’s really easy to be honest, just choosing one photo from a place.

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This photo album is filled up and is sitting happily on my shelf. I recently bought our next one, from Wilko, which is a little bigger this time and I need to put in our photos from our camping trips this summer. It’s just wicked to think that one day we might have a shelf full of photo albums of places we’ve been, and we will look back and thank our 2016 selves for deciding to start it, not knowing what places we were going to visit. Thank you 24 year old Emily – even a year and a half on I’m thankful.

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Oh this idea is just so perfect for the sentimental or those who love documenting. To be honest they might be the same people anyway?!

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Wild seals on the beaches in England! Horsey Gap, Norfolk

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Day 2 of camping in Norfolk. The sun, again my friends, had come out to play. Like I said in yesterdays post, I write my travel diary’s as I’m living them but this one is written from the comfort of my bed, with a sun burnt face – thanks Norfolk! Told you the sun was out again.

Also, like I said yesterday, I don’t like to tell a story once it’s happened so I’ll be brief. Woke up, as you would expect, got out of bed, dragged a comb across my head.. (Ohhh it’s another game of name that reference. I particularly enjoy playing it with James, because he knows none of mine. But lets be real for a second, there’s no way I brushed my hair.) So got up, got out of bed THEN put the tent away, as we had to be off site by 10. (Doesn’t rhyme). That’s a tight schedule for someone like me and my family – no breakfast for us then. But that’s a slight lie, once we got to Horsey Gap we sneakily cooked our breakfast at the back of the cars. I also had a pee there. Not as the same time.

If you’re a reader of mine you’d know that I’m new to camping, this is my 3rd trip. Already I’m in love with it. As a teenager I used to go on caravan holidays with one of my best friends, which would always be in the summer holidays (and we actually went to Newquay and Hastings, which is the other two places I’ve camped. Odd. There must be something subconscious behind that). So being on this campsite next to Hemsby beach, in the summer holidays, was a massive throw back to the atmosphere on the caravan holidays.

There was a group of teenagers next to us that were so cool, and only because they weren’t in the slightest – for their age group – but as a 26 year old it’s cool when someone younger dresses how they want and goes against the system. Can you remember the peer pressure when you were that age?! That’s cool. It’ll probably be an offence if they knew I said they were cool though, so lets keep it between us.

I love to stare at people, but nothing is weirder than me sitting in my camping chair and staring at a group of teenagers that is only 3 metres away, so all I could manage was side wards glances. This one chick was dressed like an explorer, and I really hope my mind isn’t deceiving me, but she was wearing a khaki body warmer (a bit like Nigel Thornberry) and a bandanna ruching up her short hair. I could only hope her pockets were filled with exciting instruments for her adventures. And a book. There would definitely be a book. A classic. On The Road, perhaps. Or maybe Alice in Wonderland.

I’ve gone off topic. My point was how it was a massive throwback to being 16 again, where, and I’m trying to say this really delicately (I’m rather blunt), the outsiders fit in. I don’t know what school is like nowadays, but these teenagers are my people. This was us. I had blue and pink hair when I was 16 and Sophie and I went on a caravan holiday to Newquay. They’re my people. They spoke about books out loud. When we were in Newquay we queued up at midnight for the last Harry Potter book – though I hadn’t read them at that point. 21 July 2007 is the date google says. See what I’m saying? It’s refreshing to see people playing ball games, having conversations and being themselves. I don’t know how else to explain it.

So Horsey beach. After breakfast and a wee, both behind the car, we walked 30 minutes to see the wild seals.

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This trip was a massive throw back for me – when I was 16, in Newquay with pink and blue hair, the seal was my favourite animal. They’re so fucking cute. There was two playing together where the waves crash. Magical.

It’s a very peaceful beach, understandably. I mean, peaceful till my little 4 year old brother came along, thinking he was wolverine and was running up and down doing flips. The seals didn’t react to him, don’t worry, and obviously you have to keep a distance. I read online they have their pups in the winter so I really want to come back then. Then I could possibly do the walk along the beach from Hemsby to Horsey like I wanted.

Highly recommend.

Thanks for visiting!