What better way to spend a couple of freezing cold January nights than in a glamping pod up in The Lakes… Hayley and I were glamping pod virgins before our visit to The Quiet Site but the experience did not disappoint, in fact we can’t wait to go back! We arrived early
Well the weeks are just flying by and they’re getting busier and busier! It’s slightly unsettling that I am seeing more and more people putting their Christmas trees up already..it’s November you loonies! Our tree will not be up until at least the 2nd week of December. I always tend to start these
(I have not received compensation for this post) Are you well and truly getting in to the Christmas spirit? Do you already have your tree up? (Are you mad?) Are there chestnuts already roasting on your open fire? If you’re still feeling like a bit of a Scrooge and you just can’t quite find
In my very early days of serious blogging I was chatting to a lady about my blog and she asked to see it. I gave her my site address and she had a quick look. She asked me, “What’s your USP?” USP wasn’t a term I was familiar with so I drew a blank.
Our third and final day. Seahouses was on the agenda today. My Uncle John and Aunty Janet were up this way for a short break so we called to see them. A visit to Seahouses wouldn’t be complete without some delicious fish and chips. We usually get ours from the main restaurant near the roundabout
It’s always a treat to Visit Northumberland, there’s a feeling of relaxation as you make your way further North. It’s serene, calm. The air is clear and you could be forgiven for thinking that could actually run in to a dragon at any given moment. My Mum has a cottage in a small village just
I’m doing my weekly rundown on Monday this week because yesterday was all about Screamfest! So here we go… I enjoyed a hilarious games night last Sunday with awesome peoples. I faced my fears by rescuing a giant, ugly, black wasp from my Mum’s house. I faced even more fears by attending
Sky diving, mountain climbing, base jumping. We are a planet of thrill seekers. Crazy, mad, thrill seeking, talking monkeys. We no longer have to run away from saber-tooth tigers and so our fight or flight response system is just sat around with nothing to do. In order to satisfy it we head out
I hope you didn’t come here looking for some big shot recommendation, although I am kind of big deal… 😉 I love a good holiday, who doesn’t? I haven’t actually been on one for a while but I am in love with the idea of it. I don’t really have a favourite holiday type.
The Dash – Written by Linda Ellis I recently came across this poem by Linda Ellis and it made me think. It made me think about how my life will be remembered, how it will be represented or how anyone’s life is represented and remembered. On your gravestone it will read: