Wednesday, 17 August 2016

My First Park Run

I wrote here about how recently, I’ve really started enjoying running for the first time. Obviously, about two days after I wrote that, I suffered a paterllar subluxation (read: dislocated my knee repeatedly) and I was out of action on the running front for over 3 months. At the beginning, I found this really frustrating, because I’d really seen my running improve and it was sad thinking of how much work I’d have to do to get back there again – but quickly it became apparent that my injury was quite serious, and I was more concerned at, say, being able to hobble to a summer BBQ, or make it round Glastonbury festival, than I was about being able to run again. That seemed like a bonus – or even, at times, a mystical dream!


Friday, 12 August 2016

Friday Favourites

Whole week no blog. If last week wasn’t great, this one has been a whole new level of crap – just one annoying, irritating thing after another really. Today is the first day that I finally feel like myself again, enough to celebrate the things I have enjoyed this week and to think YES, it’s the weekend! C E L E B R A T E!


Friday, 5 August 2016

Life loves this week

I’m going to be honest. For one reason or another, this hasn’t been the best of weeks. I’ve got a headache that won’t quit, my husband has job worries that have come out of nowhere, and quite frankly I wish we could both spend the weekend cocooned on a desert island somewhere with just a book and the sea for company. Or, to be honest, go home and get a hug from my mum and dad (I finally admitted defeat and called my Dad yesterday and even hearing his voice made things 100x better  - sometimes you just need your parents!) But there has been a lot of fun in amongst all the shit, so here we go…


Wednesday, 3 August 2016

A perfect weekend

One of those where you wake up late and the sun is shining through the balcony windows and the days spread out in front of you lazily and shimmering, when you have no obligations but could do anything. We ate avocado on bagels and drank lattes in bed, watching the end of the Tour de France, and then Ian went for a run and I had a long lazy bath and then sat on the balcony and let the sun dry my hair. When Ian was back we wandered to the shops to get a mini picnic which we ate in Victoria Park again, the second part this time, under the shade of a tree watching dogs barrel about and children laughing. We hired Boris bikes and cycled lazily in circles round the park, racing each other and stopping for melting Mr Whippy ice creams with strawberry sauce in the sunshine. When we were finally tired we sat in the golden sunset for a well-earned drink – white wine from a little bottle for me – watching a very unsuccessful game of rounders (highlight – when a girl managed to knock a perturbed man from his bicycle about half a mile away). We wandered to our favourite pub in the park, the People’s Tavern, glittering in fairy lights and filled with people playing crazy golf and drinking Pimms and cocktails from the make shift bars.  It was pretty busy so we didn’t stay long, defecting to another pub directly outside the park where we sat in a shady corner, drank and chatted until we were hungry enough (not to mention drunk enough) to go for dinner again. We ate in some low key Indian and then headed to a little bar where we sat at a crooked wooden table until they called for last orders and we wandered home.

And in weeks where I feel like life never slows, my phone never stops flashing, my emails pile into hundreds, it’s nice to know, in some small corner of my brain, that there was a day like this, and that there will eventually again be days like these. 


Friday, 29 July 2016

Life loves this week

I’m writing this in a really stroppy mood because it’s one of those days today, and I’ve just eaten 10000 calories in Crussh despite the fact that I’m supposed to be on a diet, SO let’s just get into the favourites shall we?!


Thursday, 28 July 2016

Books I’ve read lately

I don’t do book reviews on my blog very often.  This is for a number of reasons.
Firstly, I think the books you read say more about you than almost anything else; that looking through someone’s book shelves is, for me, one of the quickest ways to learn anything about them – similar to the way I used to go on potential boyfriend’s iTunes top 25 songs when they weren’t looking. It’s somehow intensely private. And secondly, I read vociferously and endlessly and constantly, and while I’m not ashamed of that – I’m obsessed by people who read, they’re always the most interesting people to me – I also don’t have any particular interest in showing off about it. I studied English Literature, I like books, I read, I don’t want a fucking medal. Also, randomly, I spend a lot of time reading quite heavy science books (I read so fast that spending money on books is a genuine problem for me and they slow me down – I know that’s a weird problem to have) which I don’t think I will talk about!

However, getting to the point, lately I have read a few books that I would definitely recommend picking up if you’re going on holiday or just in the market for a decent read:


Friday, 22 July 2016

Little life loves this week

Wow, TGIF. That’s all I can say about this week at this point – to cut a long story short, I’ve been interviewing people for new roles within my team, which is REALLY tiring at the best of times – let alone when the weather is beautiful and all I want is to lie by a swimming pool with a cocktail in hand! It's still been a lovely week, so here are my little favourites...

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