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  • Last night Alex and I went to see ‘Elf’ at the cinema. Yes the cinema! We haven’t been there in a loooong time, pretty sad when I think how much I loved the place as I was growing up (popcorn is even more expensive these days... £10.99 for some popcorn and a Diet Coke... yes I obv have ‘mug’ written across my face). There was the sweetest family in front of us, the kids must have been around 7 & 9, well I nearly choked on my sugary snack when I heard the dad tell the kids that ‘this is an old film but you’ll like it’. AN OLD FILM?! Surely not. Then I googled it and realised it was released in 2003 when I was the ripe old age of 12. Ok maybe he’s right, the film is kinda old and I am even older. . I feel positively festive now and it made me want to hop on a plane to New York immediately so I can go see their Christmas lights for myself 🎄😍 . What is your favourite Christmas film? I have a few, including Elf (obv). My absolute classic though is one named ‘The Greatest Store in the World’, does anyone remember it because whenever I mention it I’m often looked at by blank faces. This is the film where a mum becomes homeless at Christmas with her two daughters, they end up sleeping in a huge department store and end up busting some baddies (dressed as Santa and an elf) who are trying to steal some diamonds or something. . Ok someone please tell me you know what I’m on about? Comments from my sisters don’t count 🤣 . Other favourites include Polar Express, Love Actually and of course, The Holiday ♥️ . . I also just wanted to say, I wrote this caption last night and then a news alert flashed up on my phone about the shootings in Strasbourg. I’m not French and was nowhere near the place but these things get to me, I didn’t want to post about Christmas and not acknowledge something that will have devastated many families at such a special time of year. We have to continue to live our lives to the full, the world is here to be explored and we shouldn’t let a tiny minority of people stop us. My thoughts are with France today 🙏🏼🇫🇷
  • If Instagram didn’t exist and you could travel anywhere in the world, where would you go? . I do think this platform has changed the way we travel, for bad and good. I think I would chose to do a safari in Africa. I’m desperate to go to Botswana but I know the cost so that’s never going to happen so I think I’d like to go to Kenya. . It’s so easy to be pigeonholed into a particular type of imagery, I think that’s largely due to Instagram’s algorithm. Step out your comfort zone and boom, your engagement takes a nose dive. I know we aren’t quite at 31st December but my resolution next year is to visit places I’ve wanted to visit since I was a child, not since Ive had an Instagram account! . How do you all feel about Instagram? Is it a place you come to to be inspired? To escape to? Mine is now my livelihood, which was never in my original plan! But I have been using it a lot more recently as motivation. Not the fancy holidays, but my secret love, cottage renovations 🤣🤣 I have found a whole world of hashtags dedicated to country living, cottage living and farmhouse living. I see so many amazing country homes it just makes me wanted to work harder to one day I can have something like that 🏡
  • Fact: everyone needs an Alex in their life ♥️ . I woke up this morning feeling a little worse for wear. He didn’t judge. In fact, he knows that I get home sick fairly often (I actually only live an hour away from where I grew up lol but he knows I like my particular traditions). SO he decided we would make a new tradition. . I love garden centres at Christmas, L O V E T H E M. In particular one called Poddington Garden Centre where I would go with my parents every year as a kid as they had a huge Christmas display with lots of decorations (and a great cafe with oodles of cake and shortbread). Alex knows I miss this tradition so he took me to Crews Hill which is a place basically full of garden centres. For real, the whole place confuses the heck out of me, it’s just a street lined with garden centres or shops that sell sheds yet it has its own train station. Whatever, not the point. He took me into a garden centre, I was expecting a few pretty decorations but oh my giddy aunt. This place was like Mary Poppins’ handbag. It opens up into the most incredible Christmas display. So good in fact that there was a 4-5 hour wait to see Santa and it cost a tenner BUT it included a friggin train ride. There was a fake ice rink (you ice skate on slippy floor rather than actual ice 🤣). You could buy crepes, hot chocolate, one room had been turned into a German village and there were ginormous polar bears (fake obv) that had funny eyebrows and played musical instruments. . Anyway. The point is 1) my Alex is the best thing since sliced bread and 2) if you ever feel homesick, don’t forget to make new traditions and it will turn the new place into a new home ♥️ . PS this photo is not of the garden centre, but I thought it was a rather fab Christmas display 🎄 . PPS I have written a blog post about my favourite Christmas displays in London, click the link in my bio 🎅🏼☃️
  • Fun fact: I always write my captions the night before. I tend to post early morning so it saves me having to use my brain in the mornings. Last night I went out out for my sisters 30th. Necked 5 glasses of Prosecco, a Pornstar Martini and a shot of Sambuca. I don’t usually drink much and this was all in the space of three hours. I then took the train home from Cambridge which takes around an hour or something so I thought I’d be useful and write my Instagram caption for today. Honestly I read it back to myself this morning and just thought ‘what the heck’. I’m an actual weirdo after a few ripples so the caption was hastily deleted... except the paragraph below which I thought I’d keep. I quite like having a little insight into my alcohol induced brain. . “I feel like a lot of you are interested in England and I’m going to set the scene. I’m on a train in Cambridge England, one of the most famous and clever cities in the world, I couldn’t buy a kit kat chunky because the machine was broken I’m sat here with two bags of crisps. A ready salted and a cheese and onion. I’m all alone. There are some unthreatening men on the train thinking they’re going to Stansted Airport. They’re actually going to London Kings Cross. They’re fighting over contact lenses I’m sonfused. They’re talking about Star Wars and Cheshire cheese. I’m hoping they can stay awake. I hope I can stay awake.” . Turns out they did stay awake and so did I. I actually made it home without falling over. All by myself! 🥳 . Moral of the story: don’t get drunk, you’ll spend your whole Sunday feeling very sorry for yourself. . PS. I don’t condone over consumption of alcohol. I’m never drinking again! 🍸🤣
  • Disclaimer: I know this is THE most over posted image of Christmas 2018 but I will judge no one for posting it, from all angles, because someone has gone to huge effort to put up this gigantic Christmas tree. Oh and it’s FABULOUS 🎄♥️ . Annabel’s is a private members club with a pretty colourful history. It was founded in 1963 and even Frank Sinatra was a regular, who apparently swigged Jack Daniels straight from the bottle, Diana Ross was also a regular on the dance floor. Although there was once a very strict dress code (even Eric Clapton was turned away due to his attire) Mick Jagger was the one exception of not having to wear a tie. . In 1986 Princess Diana turned up to Annabel’s with Fergie, both dressed as police women 👮🏻‍♀️ this was all because they were crashing Prince Andrew’s stag night in the club and were originally turned away when they turned up as themselves. In 2003 the Queen rocked up for a martini 🍸 Annabel’s is the only nightclub that the Queen has ever visited! 👸🏻
  • 7th December, are we really through a whole week of December already? It’s going too fast, someone make it stop! I’m always reminded of my lovely grandad on this date as this was his birthday 🎁 He was a pretty cool fellow, he gave my dad his mischievous streak who in turn gave it to me, no doubt when I have kids I’ll be taunted by my own personality 😬 . Who else has ended up with someone the total opposite to them? I could not be any more different from my husband. He is very organised, logical, proactive and not a huge risk taker, he likes to wind me up but he’s not one to break the rules. I on the other hand am a disorganised, bumbling fool that is far better with a paint brush than a spreadsheet. I’ll never forget his despair 10 years ago when he was trying to help me with GCSE maths. He just couldn’t understand how I wasn’t getting any of it. Anyway, I think I’m number dyslexic, I just look at numbers and I feel like I will faint, the numbers jump around on the page, words are fine though?! . My memory is great though, a bit too great. Although I might forget every day things like sending someone a birthday card or remembering to screw my head on, I have a weird recollection of my youth. I can relive memories way back even from when I was 3/4, I don’t just remember what happened, I can remember exactly what I was thinking at the time, and a lot of my worries and concerns today mirror those I’ve had from day dot. Very strange. . Why am I reminiscing about memory anyway? This lovely cottage is in a village in South Northamptonshire close to my first ever house. By first ever house I mean my parents home in which I lived for the first three years of my life. I had to drive through my old village (Bugbrooke) to get to my final destination and I looked at it with new eyes. Such a pretty corner of the world and one I am glad is not well trodden. I will keep this little corner of Northamptonshire forever in my memories 🥰
  • When I was a little girl my parents took my sisters and I to Hamley’s on Regent Street. They told us we could pick one thing and it could be whatever we wanted. For those who are not familiar with it, Hamley’s is a huge toy shop, every kid’s dream, floors and floors of fabulous toys. I believe I was 3 at the time. Out of all the toys I could have chosen I picked a red pyjama case that had 3 fluffy cats on it. I absolutely adored that pyjama case and kept it on my bed till I was 18. I have a habit of feeling sorry for things and I can only imagine something drew me to the three fluffy cats and I had to take them home and make sure they were well looked after. I remember on another occasion when I was around 7 I saw a cabbage patch kid in a toy shop, I thought it was so ugly I was almost in tears because I thought no one but me would ever love her. So my mum bought me that cabbage patch kid and I can’t remember for the life of me what her name was, but she came with a birth certificate. . Over the years my levels of empathy haven’t changed. I’ve been known to cry seeing elderly people eating alone in restaurants. My brain goes into overdrive and I convince myself they’re all widows and missing their husbands or wives. I’m hoping in reality they are just there alone because they’re fed up of their other half and need a break. . Anyway, I’m rambling on. I started talking about Hamley’s because for me, Liberty is like a Hamley’s for adults. Full of wonderful and beautiful things, and it’s even better at Christmas time. . Sorry for getting sidetracked, I hope you like the balloon 🎈
  • I was reminded yesterday of the time when I was at uni and applied for a job to be a Christmas Elf at Santa’s grotto at the Treaty Shopping Centre in Hounslow. It was whilst I was at uni and thought it would be a fun way of earning some extra money. I got rejected for the job and I’ve never been so insulted 😱 I think I would have made a great elf 🧝‍♀️ Have you ever had any strange jobs before? Anyone here a Christmas elf or perhaps even a Santa Claus on the side?! 🎅🏼 . I know I keep bombarding you with photos of @blenheimpalace but 1) it’s a beautiful palace and 2) it’s got multiple Christmas trees. Did you know it’s the only non-royal, non-episcopal country house in England to hold the title of palace? No neither did I, mainly because I had no clue was non-episcopal meant - I googled it and I think it means non religious. . Built between 1705 and 1777 the palace is one of the largest houses in Britain and is even a UNESCO World Heritage Site. It was owned by the Churchill family and became the birthplace of Winston Churchill himself!
  • It’s been such a busy few days that I haven’t had time to open my advent calendar, in my excitement of opening that first door I accidentally punched my thumb through window 7. A whole 3 days premature, I honestly felt like I’d broken the law and let myself down. Who else is in fully fledged adulthood and still has an advent calendar? The tradition will never end for me. . When I was younger my sisters and I had these things called ‘Little Boxes’ (yes I capitalised that myself, it was an important part of my life!). The little boxes were small cardboard boxes in the shape of presents 🎁 these were all put in Santa’s sleigh and left in the living room. Every day of advent there would be something in the Little Box, either sweeties (usually Smarties, Jelly Tots or those chocolate Jazz things). On some days there would be a small snippet of paper inside with a clue on it, my sisters and I would then have to search the house for a small present, the clue was supposed to lead us to the location of the gift! On the 24th we would get the biggest gift, usually a Christmas DVD! This was always the highlight of December for me 🎅🏼 . Do you celebrate advent where you’re from? 🎄

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