I didn’t realise how infrequently I’d been writing, or how bad my memory gaps had become, until I realised this post was about to follow close on the heels to a post also about change. Or at least a change in personality. I shouldn’t be too surprised really. There’s a lot of big changes going … More Change
I’ve clumped days 4, 5, & 6 into one place as those were the days I was at a convention, so I didn’t actually see much of Barcelona those days. I will write about the convention, however I’ll put that in a separate blog post. On day 4 I had some errands to run before … More A Week In Barcelona – Days 4, 5, & 6
Day 3 was another “mini road-trip” day, and possibly my most favourite day of the entire trip. We went all the way out to a little town called Girona and then along to a beach town called Tossa de Mar afterwards. Girona is an absolutely beautiful city, in fact it’s so beautiful that they filmed … More A Week In Barcelona – Day 3
Vic & Besalu On my first full day in the city I had agreed to meet my friend after she finished work at lunchtime, so after spending the morning getting ready and managing to navigate the city’s public transport system I ended up in Terrassa. From there we drove up to Vic, as part one … More A Week In Barcelona – Day 2
After deciding I wanted to do more conventions I started looking for ones in Europe that I could go to. Eventually I found Polaris Con, which was held in Barcelona at the end of April. After booking my ticket I decided that if I was going to travel all the way to Barcelona for a … More Barcelona, You Were Beautiful
About 9 months ago I moved back home after being away at university, at it has definitely been an experience. Whilst the city that I lived in at university wasn’t a particularly big city, it was still a great deal bigger than the town I’ve moved back to. That change in scale has definitely been … More Small Town Life Is Weird
The most expensive thing that I own isn’t something that I’ve bought myself. It was given to me as a gift, and it’s a necklace with my father’s ashes in it. In fact, I think all the expensive things that I own are things that were given to me as a gift. Partly because I … More #6. What’s the Most Expensive Thing You Own? What Was It Like to Buy It?
Comfort is curling up in your favourite spot on the sofa with a warm drink when it’s rainy and cold outside. Comfort is the familiar embrace of your own bed after a long day. Comfort is getting lost in your favourite book, the one with the dog-eared pages and the well-worn spine. Or getting lost … More #3. Comfort
When I wrote about the year I’d had last year I wrote about how I wanted to do more of the things I wanted to do. To go on more adventures. To do more of the things that scare me. One thing I decided was to do things that I wanted, regardless of if I … More Flying Solo
Have you ever had the urge to run? To run and run and run, and just keep running. To run until you just can’t run any longer. Since my Dad died I’ve had this urge, like an itch that I just can’t scratch, and some days it is possible to ignore this urge and on … More This Itch I Cannot Scratch
A Place of Mine 