A family walk : The bluebell woods




Since the bluebells have all but faded now I thought I would share a few photographs from a walk we took a few weeks back (and it's definitely not because I've only just got round to editing them...)

We drove out of Bristol to explore a new to us area, and managed to find not one but two woodlands to walk around. This was the second which we stumbled upon on our way back and couldn't resist pulling the car over and getting out. The woodland was full of tall Beech trees with wide gaps between the trunks in which the ground was carpeted in a haze of purple. The late afternoon sun slanted through the trees throwing glistening light on some and creating deep hues of blue in the shadows. Theo and I explored the woodland which had a slightly eerie quiet about it as people just walked contently around in awe of the beautiful flowers. Satisfied that we had witnessed one of the best parts that Spring has to offer we climbed back in the car and headed back into the city. Now we know that this place exists, I'm sure we'll be returning year after year. 

A family walk : The bluebell woods




Since the bluebells have all but faded now I thought I would share a few photographs from a walk we took a few weeks back (and it's definitely not because I've only just got round to editing them...)

We drove out of Bristol to explore a new to us area, and managed to find not one but two woodlands to walk around. This was the second which we stumbled upon on our way back and couldn't resist pulling the car over and getting out. The woodland was full of tall Beech trees with wide gaps between the trunks in which the ground was carpeted in a haze of purple. The late afternoon sun slanted through the trees throwing glistening light on some and creating deep hues of blue in the shadows. Theo and I explored the woodland which had a slightly eerie quiet about it as people just walked contently around in awe of the beautiful flowers. Satisfied that we had witnessed one of the best parts that Spring has to offer we climbed back in the car and headed back into the city. Now we know that this place exists, I'm sure we'll be returning year after year. 

see you next year!

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So I love New Year. Not the parties or the getting drunk (even though we've shared good times together) but the fresh start. The re-evaluation the occurs and the time you spend thinking about what you've achieved in the year that has past (rather quickly!) and how that urges you to think about the things you want to change, work on or improve on in the new year. It's like a spring clean for the mind, body and soul!

There are a few things I want to work on in the new year, and one of those is confidence and believing in myself and my abilities, and that includes this little blog here.

When I was younger I didn't really have much self confidence, I was afraid to do things by myself and would never push myself to the limit. Then when I finished college and left the comfort and security of my home and friends I decided I needed to do something about it. So I got various jobs, saved up some money and packed my bag for a solo trip around Scotland, Orkney and the Shetland Islands, Norway and Sweden. It was a pretty lonely trip, but filled with walking, photographing, travelling on boats and trains, reading, camping, preparing simple meals and above all taking in the breathtaking scenery. There's nothing that helps clear your mind and put you in perspective like gazing upon mountains, glaciers and fjords. It may sound cheesy and clique, but that trip really did change me.

Upon my return I had one last wild summer with my friends before embarking on my University journey. This was daunting, as I'm sure it is for most; living in a new place, meeting new people and learning. I've always been a fairly independent person so wasn't really afraid of being in a new place, in fact I relished the freedom. But the meeting new people and having to sort of 'sell' yourself or at least all your best points made me very nervous. But of course as time went on I naturally gravitated towards like minded people and we formed great friendships. I then had to overcome confidence issues in the under taking of my photography projects and work. It was hard at first, but then I found I loved the challenge of talking to new people, setting up shoots, building relationships and organising and planning trips. I felt pretty alive!

But now I don't feel that so much, I feel like I've lost what took me so long to gain and I don't believe in myself any more. And it shows, here on this blog I feel like I want to do so much more, with my photography, with my words and with my socialising, but I am just a little afraid. I get intimidated by actually talking to people online (which is kind of silly because the beauty of the internet is that most people actually feel more comfortable communicating online). Maybe its easier for some people because you can project an image of the best parts of yourself, you can have the confidence here that you don't have in real life. You can have total control of how you appear, what your personality is like and your interests. I do love the internet for that, but call me old fashioned but I feel much more comfortable doing that face to face. I am more shy online that I am in real life!

So 2014 will hopefully be a year where I start to believe in myself. I want to be able to have a confidence in what I do, who I am and I want to be able to share that here too. I want this space to not only be about my family and our adventures, but also a space to share what is inspiring me, my interests and my memories. I would love to share with you more stories of my past and some of my solo adventures. Perhaps I will even show you projects and work I have done in the past in a hope to inspire me to make new work for myself in the future.

I started a little new board on Pinterest to gather inspiring things that may help in my quest for the new year, and I love this little list:

Image via pinterest
So those are my resolutions, how about you? What would you like to do or change in the new year?

see you next year!

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So I love New Year. Not the parties or the getting drunk (even though we've shared good times together) but the fresh start. The re-evaluation the occurs and the time you spend thinking about what you've achieved in the year that has past (rather quickly!) and how that urges you to think about the things you want to change, work on or improve on in the new year. It's like a spring clean for the mind, body and soul!

There are a few things I want to work on in the new year, and one of those is confidence and believing in myself and my abilities, and that includes this little blog here.

When I was younger I didn't really have much self confidence, I was afraid to do things by myself and would never push myself to the limit. Then when I finished college and left the comfort and security of my home and friends I decided I needed to do something about it. So I got various jobs, saved up some money and packed my bag for a solo trip around Scotland, Orkney and the Shetland Islands, Norway and Sweden. It was a pretty lonely trip, but filled with walking, photographing, travelling on boats and trains, reading, camping, preparing simple meals and above all taking in the breathtaking scenery. There's nothing that helps clear your mind and put you in perspective like gazing upon mountains, glaciers and fjords. It may sound cheesy and clique, but that trip really did change me.

Upon my return I had one last wild summer with my friends before embarking on my University journey. This was daunting, as I'm sure it is for most; living in a new place, meeting new people and learning. I've always been a fairly independent person so wasn't really afraid of being in a new place, in fact I relished the freedom. But the meeting new people and having to sort of 'sell' yourself or at least all your best points made me very nervous. But of course as time went on I naturally gravitated towards like minded people and we formed great friendships. I then had to overcome confidence issues in the under taking of my photography projects and work. It was hard at first, but then I found I loved the challenge of talking to new people, setting up shoots, building relationships and organising and planning trips. I felt pretty alive!

But now I don't feel that so much, I feel like I've lost what took me so long to gain and I don't believe in myself any more. And it shows, here on this blog I feel like I want to do so much more, with my photography, with my words and with my socialising, but I am just a little afraid. I get intimidated by actually talking to people online (which is kind of silly because the beauty of the internet is that most people actually feel more comfortable communicating online). Maybe its easier for some people because you can project an image of the best parts of yourself, you can have the confidence here that you don't have in real life. You can have total control of how you appear, what your personality is like and your interests. I do love the internet for that, but call me old fashioned but I feel much more comfortable doing that face to face. I am more shy online that I am in real life!

So 2014 will hopefully be a year where I start to believe in myself. I want to be able to have a confidence in what I do, who I am and I want to be able to share that here too. I want this space to not only be about my family and our adventures, but also a space to share what is inspiring me, my interests and my memories. I would love to share with you more stories of my past and some of my solo adventures. Perhaps I will even show you projects and work I have done in the past in a hope to inspire me to make new work for myself in the future.

I started a little new board on Pinterest to gather inspiring things that may help in my quest for the new year, and I love this little list:

Image via pinterest
So those are my resolutions, how about you? What would you like to do or change in the new year?

wanderlust


It's that time of year again where my feet are itchy and my legs are restless. I've been cooped up for too long and I need to run and escape somewhere. I know I shouldn't, but sometimes I want something more to make me get out of bed in the morning, an adventure and some excitement rather than another day running its course, rolling into the next. Not that Theo's face and morning cuddles aren't something worth getting up for, they are, but sometimes selfishly sometimes I want more.

I feel terrible saying that. I feel like having a child and getting to spend all my days with him should be enough and I should feel very lucky that I can do this. Which I do of course, but sometimes there is a nagging feeling that I should be doing something more. I know it's because we're coming to the end of winter, and Spring has been teasing us with glimpses of warmer, longer days spent outside but I'm too impatient! I want it now. I want to be able to pack up a bag or the car today and head out on a real adventure.

When I was at University I spent a lot of time travelling around Wales for shoots or to help out my friend Sarah on hers. We would pack up our trusty cars, either Rennie or Penelope, pick up some sweets for the journey and make playlists. With a road map and some supplies we would begin our adventures to unknown places, meeting new characters and getting ourselves into some weird and wonderful situations...we have some stories to tell!




We spent a lot of time together, driving through beautiful scenery, talking through breakups and listening to great music. It was like therapy, a release. I often went on trips by myself too, to shoots or sometimes just to go. Sometimes there is nothing better than jumping in the car to escape to the countryside and think. Wales has some majestic power to be able to make all your problems disappear as you would never know what beautiful scene lay just around the corner that would take your breathe away.

I'm not really sure what the meaning of this post is, but sometimes its therapeutic to look back at the life I used to live, to remember how I felt and how things have changed. Sometimes I long to be back at these times, when all the troubles I had were from stupid boys and Uni deadlines. Where I was free to travel when and where I wanted, to be working on projects and practicing my art. But mainly I'm just glad I managed to experience them in the first place, to have a friend by my side to share it with and be thanlful that I took the chances.




I know I can find the same inspiration today, and there are so many adventures and trips waiting to happen. I just need to get out of the winter slump, to blow away the cobwebs and show Theo the same wonder that we experienced. And that's what makes me happy to be living in the here and now, knowing that I have someone I can share and show all this to, to see the excitement through their eyes and not just my own. However much I miss being a careless twenty-ish year old, I know that if I went back now I would long to be where I am today. I don't think I will ever loose my wanderlusting tendencies, I just need to learn to channel them in a different way, and hopefully inspire the same in Theo. 

wanderlust


It's that time of year again where my feet are itchy and my legs are restless. I've been cooped up for too long and I need to run and escape somewhere. I know I shouldn't, but sometimes I want something more to make me get out of bed in the morning, an adventure and some excitement rather than another day running its course, rolling into the next. Not that Theo's face and morning cuddles aren't something worth getting up for, they are, but sometimes selfishly sometimes I want more.

I feel terrible saying that. I feel like having a child and getting to spend all my days with him should be enough and I should feel very lucky that I can do this. Which I do of course, but sometimes there is a nagging feeling that I should be doing something more. I know it's because we're coming to the end of winter, and Spring has been teasing us with glimpses of warmer, longer days spent outside but I'm too impatient! I want it now. I want to be able to pack up a bag or the car today and head out on a real adventure.

When I was at University I spent a lot of time travelling around Wales for shoots or to help out my friend Sarah on hers. We would pack up our trusty cars, either Rennie or Penelope, pick up some sweets for the journey and make playlists. With a road map and some supplies we would begin our adventures to unknown places, meeting new characters and getting ourselves into some weird and wonderful situations...we have some stories to tell!




We spent a lot of time together, driving through beautiful scenery, talking through breakups and listening to great music. It was like therapy, a release. I often went on trips by myself too, to shoots or sometimes just to go. Sometimes there is nothing better than jumping in the car to escape to the countryside and think. Wales has some majestic power to be able to make all your problems disappear as you would never know what beautiful scene lay just around the corner that would take your breathe away.

I'm not really sure what the meaning of this post is, but sometimes its therapeutic to look back at the life I used to live, to remember how I felt and how things have changed. Sometimes I long to be back at these times, when all the troubles I had were from stupid boys and Uni deadlines. Where I was free to travel when and where I wanted, to be working on projects and practicing my art. But mainly I'm just glad I managed to experience them in the first place, to have a friend by my side to share it with and be thanlful that I took the chances.




I know I can find the same inspiration today, and there are so many adventures and trips waiting to happen. I just need to get out of the winter slump, to blow away the cobwebs and show Theo the same wonder that we experienced. And that's what makes me happy to be living in the here and now, knowing that I have someone I can share and show all this to, to see the excitement through their eyes and not just my own. However much I miss being a careless twenty-ish year old, I know that if I went back now I would long to be where I am today. I don't think I will ever loose my wanderlusting tendencies, I just need to learn to channel them in a different way, and hopefully inspire the same in Theo. 

adventuritous


sorry it's been a little quiet around here lately, I've took an unintended small break from le internet. My phone has been sent away for repair, so it's a little weird not being able to check my emails, or more importantly instagram!!

Over the weekend I visited the big smoke, by myself. I have definitely found a slight sense of freedom, knowing I can confidently leave Theo for a night or two and know that he is perfectly fine, and doesn't love me any less. This means I can hop on a bus, travel to London and spend some time with my dear friends. I do miss him so much whilst I'm away, and wish he was there so I could show him off to my friends with all the funny things he does, but my god, it's nice to have so breathing space!

Ever since I was a teenager I've had quite a longing for adventure and travel, and would often trek to London and beyond to go to gigs, travel the country to see friends who lived in different places and just generally have a lot of fun seeing and discovering new places. Thanks to my parents who let me do all this (or maybe didn't know what I was really up to some of the time!?) I have developed a deep sense of wanderlust.

After I finished college I took a gap year, worked three jobs to save the money to travel. I went interailling around eastern Europe for a month, came back, worked some more then went traveling on my own to Scotland and Norway. Each trip I made taught me something, but none more than my solo trip to the Northern lands, where I spent much of it in solitude with only the mountains and the fjords as company.




 (Sarajevo/ Busdapest/ Berlin)




 Scotland/ Norway

In my second year of Uni I decided to sack it all in and go traveling around India and Nepal for six months. I wish I had gone under different circumstances, and for different reasons, but none of that matters right now. As even though I might have made bad decisions at the time, they all worked out for a reason, and had they not, then perhaps our dear little Theo might not exist! Anyway, that trip really opened my eyes to so very much, and gave me the opportunity to travel with one of my best friends, Jonny, too. Which to this day makes me so happy to think of the memories we made and share together. Like our little secret of the amazing things we saw. And I did return to University to finish my course, but probably with a little bit of a different perspective.


This post has gone off at a slight tangent, and I'm not really sure what it was supposed to be in the first place, but sometimes I like a good old ramble, and to show you some photos!

I feared that when I had a baby that it would put an end to my adventures, but on the contrary, really. Trying to plan your days with a little one makes you be more adventurous, by creating fun outings and showing them all the things that you find special or remember from your own childhood. I'm not the type of person to sit around indoors, I can't while away my hours on the internet, (I never have been able to, even if I had that luxury now!) and I just get a bit crazy if I don't go out and do something once a day. This blog hopefully documents the little adventures we go on, and I try and provide Theo with rich experiences (that doesn't mean we don't occasionally take a trip to Ikea just to waste a rainy afternoon, but sssh) that hopefully he'll start remembering! We try and do things that are free most of the time, or things that cost very little to do, with the occasional treat of things that cost more, but are worth it.

When we go on holidays or bigger trips away, we try and save as much as possible, and do things cheaply. We've been so lucky so far that we have family and friends we can stay with whilst we go away, because without this we certainly wouldn't be able to afford to go away! We plan in advance and try and get the cheapest travel possible, because I need to do these things. It's in my bones, I need adventure, it makes my heart so happy to have a change from normal life, and funnily enough it makes me glad of my normal life when I return. I don't know what all this is trying to prove, but for me I think it's just step in the right direction to making me think long and hard about the things that make me happy. When I wrote about motivation here, I got some great advice, and Jo said to me to think about a time when you feel really happy, energized and motivated, and this is that. I feel happiest when I'm planning a trip, going on the trip, dealing with the extra struggles that may happen whilst we are on the trip, and returning home to my own bed from that trip. It makes me feel excited.

When an opportunity to go away on a little adventure by myself arises, I jump at the chance. I've written many time before about how time with my friends alone really helps and I know I have to try and do this when I can. I booked cheap bus tickets to London, left early on Saturday morning, and returned Sunday evening. We walked the streets of London, visiting the Photographers gallery, eating Japanese food in Soho, record shopping, stumbling across more free art exhibitions, one in a warehouse used as a squat, with art installations, music and good ale. In the evening we went back to the amazing Turkish restaurant in Harringay, then to the pub, then back home for wine and merriment. The next day we lounged, cooked up a huge brunch and enjoyed the company of good friends. It was such a great mini adventure, and good to be in London again, I love it, but it makes me so glad to return to small, quiet (in comparison) Bristol to my two loves.

So in conclusion, even though I may not be able to work to save and afford to pack up and go off on a huge adventure like the ones I've been lucky enough to already go on, (even though I would love to do one big trip as  a family before Theo starts school...maybe a trip to visit my friend in New Zealand! (If we win the lottery...)) I can still satisfy my traveling needs by planning and going on mini adventures, such as Berlin, or just staying local and visiting beautiful places in the UK.

All is well once again, and I'm planning our next adventure!


p.s here's some little photos of Theo, so you can see what they get up to whilst I'm away!




adventuritous


sorry it's been a little quiet around here lately, I've took an unintended small break from le internet. My phone has been sent away for repair, so it's a little weird not being able to check my emails, or more importantly instagram!!

Over the weekend I visited the big smoke, by myself. I have definitely found a slight sense of freedom, knowing I can confidently leave Theo for a night or two and know that he is perfectly fine, and doesn't love me any less. This means I can hop on a bus, travel to London and spend some time with my dear friends. I do miss him so much whilst I'm away, and wish he was there so I could show him off to my friends with all the funny things he does, but my god, it's nice to have so breathing space!

Ever since I was a teenager I've had quite a longing for adventure and travel, and would often trek to London and beyond to go to gigs, travel the country to see friends who lived in different places and just generally have a lot of fun seeing and discovering new places. Thanks to my parents who let me do all this (or maybe didn't know what I was really up to some of the time!?) I have developed a deep sense of wanderlust.

After I finished college I took a gap year, worked three jobs to save the money to travel. I went interailling around eastern Europe for a month, came back, worked some more then went traveling on my own to Scotland and Norway. Each trip I made taught me something, but none more than my solo trip to the Northern lands, where I spent much of it in solitude with only the mountains and the fjords as company.




 (Sarajevo/ Busdapest/ Berlin)




 Scotland/ Norway

In my second year of Uni I decided to sack it all in and go traveling around India and Nepal for six months. I wish I had gone under different circumstances, and for different reasons, but none of that matters right now. As even though I might have made bad decisions at the time, they all worked out for a reason, and had they not, then perhaps our dear little Theo might not exist! Anyway, that trip really opened my eyes to so very much, and gave me the opportunity to travel with one of my best friends, Jonny, too. Which to this day makes me so happy to think of the memories we made and share together. Like our little secret of the amazing things we saw. And I did return to University to finish my course, but probably with a little bit of a different perspective.


This post has gone off at a slight tangent, and I'm not really sure what it was supposed to be in the first place, but sometimes I like a good old ramble, and to show you some photos!

I feared that when I had a baby that it would put an end to my adventures, but on the contrary, really. Trying to plan your days with a little one makes you be more adventurous, by creating fun outings and showing them all the things that you find special or remember from your own childhood. I'm not the type of person to sit around indoors, I can't while away my hours on the internet, (I never have been able to, even if I had that luxury now!) and I just get a bit crazy if I don't go out and do something once a day. This blog hopefully documents the little adventures we go on, and I try and provide Theo with rich experiences (that doesn't mean we don't occasionally take a trip to Ikea just to waste a rainy afternoon, but sssh) that hopefully he'll start remembering! We try and do things that are free most of the time, or things that cost very little to do, with the occasional treat of things that cost more, but are worth it.

When we go on holidays or bigger trips away, we try and save as much as possible, and do things cheaply. We've been so lucky so far that we have family and friends we can stay with whilst we go away, because without this we certainly wouldn't be able to afford to go away! We plan in advance and try and get the cheapest travel possible, because I need to do these things. It's in my bones, I need adventure, it makes my heart so happy to have a change from normal life, and funnily enough it makes me glad of my normal life when I return. I don't know what all this is trying to prove, but for me I think it's just step in the right direction to making me think long and hard about the things that make me happy. When I wrote about motivation here, I got some great advice, and Jo said to me to think about a time when you feel really happy, energized and motivated, and this is that. I feel happiest when I'm planning a trip, going on the trip, dealing with the extra struggles that may happen whilst we are on the trip, and returning home to my own bed from that trip. It makes me feel excited.

When an opportunity to go away on a little adventure by myself arises, I jump at the chance. I've written many time before about how time with my friends alone really helps and I know I have to try and do this when I can. I booked cheap bus tickets to London, left early on Saturday morning, and returned Sunday evening. We walked the streets of London, visiting the Photographers gallery, eating Japanese food in Soho, record shopping, stumbling across more free art exhibitions, one in a warehouse used as a squat, with art installations, music and good ale. In the evening we went back to the amazing Turkish restaurant in Harringay, then to the pub, then back home for wine and merriment. The next day we lounged, cooked up a huge brunch and enjoyed the company of good friends. It was such a great mini adventure, and good to be in London again, I love it, but it makes me so glad to return to small, quiet (in comparison) Bristol to my two loves.

So in conclusion, even though I may not be able to work to save and afford to pack up and go off on a huge adventure like the ones I've been lucky enough to already go on, (even though I would love to do one big trip as  a family before Theo starts school...maybe a trip to visit my friend in New Zealand! (If we win the lottery...)) I can still satisfy my traveling needs by planning and going on mini adventures, such as Berlin, or just staying local and visiting beautiful places in the UK.

All is well once again, and I'm planning our next adventure!


p.s here's some little photos of Theo, so you can see what they get up to whilst I'm away!




Sunday adventures

This weekend has been nice, my Mum came down to stay and Rob had the weekend off, which was great. Unfortunately my mum wasn't too well with a cold, probably caught from Theo as he's been suffering a bit this week too, as well as cutting two molars at the top...ouch!

Today we drove out to Wrington to visit The Ethicurean cafe at the walled garden there. Rob and I have been once before, back in October on a weekday, so it was a lot busier than it was when we first visited. The weather was also a lot better so we could really appreciate the beautiful views you get from there. The sun was shining and it was packed inside so we decided to brave it and sit outside, it was a little chilly when the sun went behind the clouds, but other than that it was worth it to enjoy the sunshine (please come back nice weather, mainly so I can wear my newly purchased sandals!) also it was good to be outside so Theo could have a run around.



In Theo's wanderings he found a boy reading a Beano and climbed up to check it out, very kindly the other little boy shared and showed him the pictures, to which Theo responded with very enthusiastic 'ooo's and aahs'. It sort of hit me then that Theo is a boy, who will read comics himself one day and roll down hills and get his clothes dirty. (not that girls can't do that too, I did!) But it's just funny to get a little glimpse of the future sometimes!


After a little bit of a long wait our food arrived, just as Theo as about to give up and throw a tired/hungry fit. But it was worth the wait!


(sorry to all those vegetarians out there for the meaty photos!) Rob had the rare-roasted sirlion, which he proclaims is the best beef he has ever eaten, and he is a fairly big meat lover so that's saying something! I had pigeon breast (with no shots hooray!) and my mum had wild mushrooms. All served with delicious mash and kale. Oh and not forgetting Theo, who had a sized down kids macaroni and cheese, which he devoured and for the first time ever managed to finish his whole portion!


It's safe to say that our plates were licked and wiped clean with the lovely sour dough bread, and we were the owners of some very happy bellies!  After a little more exploring we headed back to Bristol to drop my Mum off at the train station and made our way home!


Hope everyone else has had a lovely weekend!

p.s thanks to all the helpful comments and advice I received on here and twitter about the reins situation, as you can see from the first picture we bought the little turtle backpack and have been trying it out this weekend. Theo has taken to it quite well, and is so happy to be able to walk around and have more freedom, but it takes an age to get anywhere as all he wants to do is stop and try and open every car door, walk into every shop and stop in every doorway...

Sunday adventures

This weekend has been nice, my Mum came down to stay and Rob had the weekend off, which was great. Unfortunately my mum wasn't too well with a cold, probably caught from Theo as he's been suffering a bit this week too, as well as cutting two molars at the top...ouch!

Today we drove out to Wrington to visit The Ethicurean cafe at the walled garden there. Rob and I have been once before, back in October on a weekday, so it was a lot busier than it was when we first visited. The weather was also a lot better so we could really appreciate the beautiful views you get from there. The sun was shining and it was packed inside so we decided to brave it and sit outside, it was a little chilly when the sun went behind the clouds, but other than that it was worth it to enjoy the sunshine (please come back nice weather, mainly so I can wear my newly purchased sandals!) also it was good to be outside so Theo could have a run around.



In Theo's wanderings he found a boy reading a Beano and climbed up to check it out, very kindly the other little boy shared and showed him the pictures, to which Theo responded with very enthusiastic 'ooo's and aahs'. It sort of hit me then that Theo is a boy, who will read comics himself one day and roll down hills and get his clothes dirty. (not that girls can't do that too, I did!) But it's just funny to get a little glimpse of the future sometimes!


After a little bit of a long wait our food arrived, just as Theo as about to give up and throw a tired/hungry fit. But it was worth the wait!


(sorry to all those vegetarians out there for the meaty photos!) Rob had the rare-roasted sirlion, which he proclaims is the best beef he has ever eaten, and he is a fairly big meat lover so that's saying something! I had pigeon breast (with no shots hooray!) and my mum had wild mushrooms. All served with delicious mash and kale. Oh and not forgetting Theo, who had a sized down kids macaroni and cheese, which he devoured and for the first time ever managed to finish his whole portion!


It's safe to say that our plates were licked and wiped clean with the lovely sour dough bread, and we were the owners of some very happy bellies!  After a little more exploring we headed back to Bristol to drop my Mum off at the train station and made our way home!


Hope everyone else has had a lovely weekend!

p.s thanks to all the helpful comments and advice I received on here and twitter about the reins situation, as you can see from the first picture we bought the little turtle backpack and have been trying it out this weekend. Theo has taken to it quite well, and is so happy to be able to walk around and have more freedom, but it takes an age to get anywhere as all he wants to do is stop and try and open every car door, walk into every shop and stop in every doorway...

Safe and Sound

Hello, so we made it to Devon and back in one piece, with no baby deciding to make an appearance, thank god!

We had a lovely time with Rob's grandparents, getting thoroughly spoilt! Yesterday we arrived at lunchtime and I got to taste Rob's grandmas infamous home made chips, and I have to say they were lovely! Then we just sat around talking and looking at photo albums of Rob's family. I then had a very welcomed bath, as I haven't had one since Christmas time (I have been showering though ok?) as we don't have a bath in the flat. I think the baby likes being in the bath, and we play a little game where I splash water over my belly and he wriggles around...

This morning we went for a walk along the seafront in Teignmouth and around the town, and it was really nice to imagine going there when we have the baba and walking around with him.

I feel like I'm ready now, and I'm really excited to meet him now. I think it was after seeing the baby on Wednesday, and feeling a jealous that I didn't have our baby yet...It's very strange knowing that any day now something could happen, officially there's 4 days to go! Just 4! Can you believe it? It seems like so so so long ago that I started this blog and counting down the months, now its a matter of days (hopefully)

Today I was looking in the mirror at my stomach, and finally saw how bloody massive it is. This sounds weird, but now it feels like instead of the baby being inside of my stomach, he's just attached to it, growing on the front of my body. You can see where he is, and it's like his own space, and nothing to do with my body anymore. See it's strange..I can't really explain it! Perhaps I should show you:


As glad as I will be not to have another thing taking over my body, I think I'm going to miss having the baby with me all the time. It's going to be the end of that weird special relationship we have, of feeling every little movement, and knowing that there is a baby, my baby growing inside of me. Once he's born he will truely be a separate individual little person, and that's weird!

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So here are some photos of our little trip!










Safe and Sound

Hello, so we made it to Devon and back in one piece, with no baby deciding to make an appearance, thank god!

We had a lovely time with Rob's grandparents, getting thoroughly spoilt! Yesterday we arrived at lunchtime and I got to taste Rob's grandmas infamous home made chips, and I have to say they were lovely! Then we just sat around talking and looking at photo albums of Rob's family. I then had a very welcomed bath, as I haven't had one since Christmas time (I have been showering though ok?) as we don't have a bath in the flat. I think the baby likes being in the bath, and we play a little game where I splash water over my belly and he wriggles around...

This morning we went for a walk along the seafront in Teignmouth and around the town, and it was really nice to imagine going there when we have the baba and walking around with him.

I feel like I'm ready now, and I'm really excited to meet him now. I think it was after seeing the baby on Wednesday, and feeling a jealous that I didn't have our baby yet...It's very strange knowing that any day now something could happen, officially there's 4 days to go! Just 4! Can you believe it? It seems like so so so long ago that I started this blog and counting down the months, now its a matter of days (hopefully)

Today I was looking in the mirror at my stomach, and finally saw how bloody massive it is. This sounds weird, but now it feels like instead of the baby being inside of my stomach, he's just attached to it, growing on the front of my body. You can see where he is, and it's like his own space, and nothing to do with my body anymore. See it's strange..I can't really explain it! Perhaps I should show you:


As glad as I will be not to have another thing taking over my body, I think I'm going to miss having the baby with me all the time. It's going to be the end of that weird special relationship we have, of feeling every little movement, and knowing that there is a baby, my baby growing inside of me. Once he's born he will truely be a separate individual little person, and that's weird!

...

So here are some photos of our little trip!







Photography and radio two

So today was filled with fun adventures!

This morning I had to go to Wales to collect some prints that were in an exhibition, and whilst at the gallery the exhibition officer gave us a talk on how to approach galleries and what we should be doing, and important things to keep in mind when trying to get exhibitions! It was very useful, and hopefully, sometime in the future, when there is perhaps a little more stability, routine, calmness in my life, I might be able to make some more work and perhaps start getting back into photography and start showing work.

As I was in Wales I thought I would drive over to Hereford, because of the photo festival that is going on there at the moment. Driving in Wales and going on little adventures by myself is most definitely one of my most favourite things to do. I spent a good part of last year, and early this year, doing just that, going on trips for my photography work, and finding myself in some very interesting places. In fact I've been doing that for the past 3 years, and have some pretty interesting experiences! It's nice to think about all the places I went and the people I met, and how I would have never got there had it not been for photography. They are some very good memories, and make good stories!

Anyway, so yes today was a photography day. I needed to go and be inspired again, and that I was. I went to two exhibitions in Hereford, and thoroughly enjoyed them both.

I have been thinking a lot recently about starting to do a project again, and this helped me think of more ways to do it.

As you all know I have been obsessed with finding a place for us to live, so I can make it my own home. I have had this need and longing for a place to be my 'home' for a long long time now. Since before I left for University, all the way through it  and up til now.  In my second year I attempted to do a project around this subject, but my feelings have changed from them, as has my situation.

The idea of having a home and me about to start a family of my own are two things that definitely go hand in hand, and I want to try and document this. I want to start from the beginning, of this well, new beginning. So next week when we move, I'm going to try and start documenting my life, and all the things that happen.

I feel it's important and would love to share this at a later point with my child, as a sort of family history and journey that Rob and I took.

As I have mentioned before I wrote my dissertation on the 'Family Album', the importance of it, what it was and if it still exists today, and above all what it teaches and shows us about our family and society as a whole. I believe it's important to capture all moments of family life, not just the 'happy' moments, or the typical family scenes. That's why I want to start documenting this new stage in our lives, so I can later look back and share it with the baby. This blog has been amazing for that, and I'm looking forward to reading it back in time to come, and remember all the things that happened and what I was feeling!

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Anyway that's about all, sorry that was a bit of ramble, but I've got lots of ideas and things going round in my head at the moment! Hooray for feeling inspired!

Also I have been listening to Radio two all day in the car, and I love it on a Saturday!

Happy times!

(oh yeh by the way I'm 30 weeks now, which means only 10 more to go! 10!)

Photography and radio two

So today was filled with fun adventures!

This morning I had to go to Wales to collect some prints that were in an exhibition, and whilst at the gallery the exhibition officer gave us a talk on how to approach galleries and what we should be doing, and important things to keep in mind when trying to get exhibitions! It was very useful, and hopefully, sometime in the future, when there is perhaps a little more stability, routine, calmness in my life, I might be able to make some more work and perhaps start getting back into photography and start showing work.

As I was in Wales I thought I would drive over to Hereford, because of the photo festival that is going on there at the moment. Driving in Wales and going on little adventures by myself is most definitely one of my most favourite things to do. I spent a good part of last year, and early this year, doing just that, going on trips for my photography work, and finding myself in some very interesting places. In fact I've been doing that for the past 3 years, and have some pretty interesting experiences! It's nice to think about all the places I went and the people I met, and how I would have never got there had it not been for photography. They are some very good memories, and make good stories!

Anyway, so yes today was a photography day. I needed to go and be inspired again, and that I was. I went to two exhibitions in Hereford, and thoroughly enjoyed them both.

I have been thinking a lot recently about starting to do a project again, and this helped me think of more ways to do it.

As you all know I have been obsessed with finding a place for us to live, so I can make it my own home. I have had this need and longing for a place to be my 'home' for a long long time now. Since before I left for University, all the way through it  and up til now.  In my second year I attempted to do a project around this subject, but my feelings have changed from them, as has my situation.

The idea of having a home and me about to start a family of my own are two things that definitely go hand in hand, and I want to try and document this. I want to start from the beginning, of this well, new beginning. So next week when we move, I'm going to try and start documenting my life, and all the things that happen.

I feel it's important and would love to share this at a later point with my child, as a sort of family history and journey that Rob and I took.

As I have mentioned before I wrote my dissertation on the 'Family Album', the importance of it, what it was and if it still exists today, and above all what it teaches and shows us about our family and society as a whole. I believe it's important to capture all moments of family life, not just the 'happy' moments, or the typical family scenes. That's why I want to start documenting this new stage in our lives, so I can later look back and share it with the baby. This blog has been amazing for that, and I'm looking forward to reading it back in time to come, and remember all the things that happened and what I was feeling!

...

Anyway that's about all, sorry that was a bit of ramble, but I've got lots of ideas and things going round in my head at the moment! Hooray for feeling inspired!

Also I have been listening to Radio two all day in the car, and I love it on a Saturday!

Happy times!

(oh yeh by the way I'm 30 weeks now, which means only 10 more to go! 10!)