Crete, I miss you.
Crete, I miss you.
Four more years? x
Last time I promised you a big fancy all-singing-all-dancing blog post about my trip to London. Well, it’s a month later and that still hasn’t happened (sorry). I kept thinking ‘Oh bother, I should really get round to that,’ etc. etc. but what it boils down to is that I really can’t be bothered writing about London. Whilst I had the best time with my best friends London is truly exhausting. It saps the soul. Therefore, I will turn my attention to other things (for all things London see The Londoner for details, it’s her speciality after all.) I have spent the last month resting, relaxing, eating, drinking and generally restoring after four wonderful but exhausting years of studying and stressing. I’ve come home, I’ve been abroad, I’ve been to a wedding, I’ve laughed, I’ve slept and I’ve let myself recuperate. Here’s what I’ve been up to lately…
This snap is of my noticeboard in Edinburgh – a welcome sight after the long and wearisome trip up from London (actually, scratch that – I sat in First Class, drank tea, ate shortbread and abused the free wifi – what could be nicer?)
These little beauties were the product of a long hunt around Edinburgh’s finest charity shops (for those interested, head to Nicholson Street, Stockbridge and – surprisingly – Tollcross for some excellent bargain hunting opportunities). As my cousin’s Chief Bridesmaid, it was my duty to plan and host the world’s most excellent and enjoyable hen party EVER. I may have inadvertantly overexaggerated my party planning skills and now had somewhat of a mountain to climb re. expectations… My cousin’s favourite movie is Breakfast at Tiffany’s – so I decided to channel my inner Audrey Hepburn and plan a B@T (see what I did there?) hen party. All I needed was pearls, tiaras and a hell of a lot of turquiose. I found these pearls over in Tollcross and decided to give them to my cousin as a gift/momento/part of her costume (that’s right, she was going as Holly Golightly, she just didn’t know it yet…) I might do a full blog post for the Tiffany’s party as it really was rather wonderful (if I do say so myself – watch this space).
Next, I headed off to Glasgow to see my Mr. and explore the depths of Glasgow Botanic Gardens, our favourite haunt.
…He treated me to the world’s most delicious burger at Burger Meats Bun. They’ve just opened a new branch in Edinburgh on Forth Street – ch-ch-ch-eck it out. Quick, go!
We spent HOURS (I mean literally hours) in Fopp choosing a DVD, a near impossible task for me and Mr. We have entirely different tastes and are both resolutely stubborn. We eventually settled on The Secret Life of Walter Mitty, went home, collapsed on the sofa in our pjs only to discover that the DVD player was broken and his laptop felt unable to meet the challenge of playing a movie. So disappointing! I’ve yet to actually watch the movie and the suspense is killing me.
Next up, back to Edinburgh and straight onto Japanese food @ Bonsai Bistro – please excuse the dodgy website, their food is delicious.
Excuse the blur – this photo gives you a sneaky peek at the decorations for my (now infamous) Breakfast at Tiffany’s hen party. I’m really keen to do a blog post on this so stay tuned…
This, dear Internet, was the moment right after I discovered that I would be graduating with a First Class degree – MA (Hons) English Literature. Oh happy, happy day! On a different note, I really can’t jump very high.
To celebrate my news (see above) I spent my day off lying in the garden, listening to the birds and the bees (no, not that kind) and watching Breaking Bad on my iPad. I’m about 3 years late to the party but oh WOW. This series is amazing. Beg, borrow, steal – watch immediately.
A nice little post-work drink with Mama Bear in the sun.
Someone (King Archie to you) had his eye on my delicious, steaming mug of Lady Grey tea.
Despite having two terriers (bred to chase rabbits, rats and mice) my garden is overrun with rabbits and bunnies of all shapes and sizes. Clearly, my dogs are failing in their office. But, fortunately, they’re so cute I can’t be cross (that is, the rabbits are as cute as the dogs).
After a busy week at work, I was so grateful to find clean sheets on my bed. This is what living at home is all about – wee treats and kindnesses that recharge the soul.
A very large and indulgent Sunday morning breakfast.
A blustery and brilliant walk on the beach with King Archie, pictured in his natural habitat and expansive kingdom.
Little Miss Kiera didn’t want to miss out on the Instagram love.
My brother, R, surprised us by showing up at home unannounced for the weekend. Queue the Lanson.
After a gorgeous time at home I was off again. This time, back to Glasgow on route to Crete and *the sun*!
But first, a wee cider to get me in the holiday spirit. Cheers!
Love G. x
After our brief stop-off in Cheshire, we were back on the open road and headed for London. (Of course, by open road I mean we sat in a cramped, loud, over-priced train carriage for two delightful hours reading Cosmo and laughing at all its ridiculous content.) I’m still keeping up with my ‘One a Day’ Photo Challenge – here are the latest additions which should give you a sneaky peak into what I got up to in London (expect a fuller, more detailed, all-singing-all-dancing blog post once I’ve been reunited with my camera – and memory card – next week!)
G (my long-suffering flatmate) and I decided to take a rather leisurely route to London, calling in at G’s family home in Cheshire for some doggie cuddles, good food and general R&R. Whilst there, we were invited to accompany some of G’s family on a jaunt to the rather charming Arley Hall – a Victorian country house built in the Elizabethan style. Specifically, we were there to admire the gardens which, as their website proudly (and justly) states: ‘are amongst the finest in Britain’. Unfortunately for you lot, you’ll have to make do with my amateur photography, but hopefully you’ll get a sense of their scale, beauty, variety and vitality!
As you can see, it was rather a grey, overcast sort of day – not that we let the weather curb our enthusiasm…
…and now for my close-up…
Unfortunately Arley Hall proper was closed for a private function – a wedding, as it later transpired (we saw the bride and her groom having their photos taken in the gardens – what a gorgeous setting for a wedding!) – so I will have to return to see the rest of this lovely, rather hidden, gem.
Next stop: London town.
Finally, saying farewell to the view from my window – just temporarily, mind you. I'm off to London after a quick stop-off in The Shire (Cheshire for those interested in real-world geography!)
Watch this space.
Oink hog roast. An Edinburgh must.
And back to the library she goes… Exams are calling. Although, when the view looks like this, it really could be worse.