
And that’s my Coachella 2013 photo diary – it was beautiful, magical, and everything I wanted it to be.
And that’s my Coachella 2013 photo diary – it was beautiful, magical, and everything I wanted it to be.
I loved California. I loved the sunshine, the people, the beauty of the coastline and the character of the little towns we found along the way. We also crossed over in Nevada, and I loved that too – driving across the desert underneath the vastness of the sky with my feet on the dash, nothing but shimmering tarmac ahead, makes…
I’ve spent a couple of weekends in London over the last few weeks, but was mainly being a very bad blogger and concentrating on catching up with some of my favourite people rather than taking photos (oops). I did go on a bit of an Instagram spree during a day in Camden with my friend Laura over the Easter bank…
Because it’s Mother’s Day, I thought I’d write about the first place I travelled to, the place that ignited my love for the beach and the ocean, a place that holds my family in it’s roots and the place my Mum took us to every summer of our childhood. Bamburgh, on the Northumberland coast, was our summer escape. It is…
Recently, I got talking to a stranger whilst waiting for a delayed train. She was interested in my age, and wanted to know what I ‘do’ and what I hope to ‘be’. I always struggle to answer this question, as my ideas of what I want to ‘be’ and ‘do’ are a fairly vague concept. At the moment, my stock…
Last weekend I headed up to Newcastle for the debut single launch gig of my brother’s band, Great Man Theory. Some of you might know that Newcastle is one of my favourite northern cities so I was excited to be back there, especially as I was staying at the very lovely Jesmond Dene House Hotel, a place I had wanted to…
In January, Sarai Sierra, a 33 year old mother from New York, went missing in Istanbul. Last weekend they found her body, covered with a blanket and hidden inside a cavern in the ancient walls. She is believed to have died from a blow to the head, delivered by a blunt object. Her clothes were torn as she attempted to…
Today marks one year since I packed up my little rented attic room, left my twenty-something lifestyle behind and moved back home to live with my parents. Although I’d planned it a month before, this day came as something of a shock. When I was living away at university, I had no intention of ever properly living at home again….
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