A (Wait. It’s not Monday?)Look Back Week 19.

(Apparently it’s not Monday? Having a week off and then the Monday on top of it threw me completely! Yesterday really felt like Sunday.)

I spent most of last week in Norfolk, spending time with  family and friends. I was even lucky enough to get a blogging assignment whilst I was there from the lovely guys at Theatrebloggers.co.uk


Spent the day in Cromer on the Tuesday with my Mum. I took her out to lunch for an early Mother’s Day present, as I am never home for the big days. I had a hair cut and then we hit the charity shops. I got a couple of tops, including one that would have originally been round the £70-80 from Orvis, the shop near work that I look in every time I pass by.

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The Big 3-0. 

I turn 30 next year.

This doesn’t scare me too much to be honest- but it is a great excuse to have an amazing party.

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I spent my 25th and 28th birthday in the Florida Keys with my best friends. We had a few days in Orlando, before heading down to Key Largo for my birthday and we were in Key West for my best friends birthday. ( so a double party!!)  Continue reading

Sunday at the Stanfords Travel Writers Festival.

The Destinations Travel Show was held at Kensington Olympia from the 4th till the 7th of February. The vast hall contained over 550 travel brands for you to peruse at your hearts content. That’s if you weren’t distracted by the plethora of talks, performances and food.

The main reason I attended was to go to as many talks as possible at the Stanfords Travel Writers Festival. I am a travel procrastinator extraordinaire. I love reading about people’s adventures into the unknown. I dream about doing these things myself. At the moment I am working on getting my fitness up to a good level so that it’s one less thing to worry about should I ever venture out my door when I find a ‘thing’ I want to do. (more like decide which of many ‘things’ I will do.)

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Monday Look Back Week 16.

Good afternoon from a VERY blustery and wet London.

Today’s blog contains photography exhibitions about India – and MUCH wanderlust!

And this week is going to be super busy, what with the BAFTA awards on Sunday. If I don’t post next Monday it’s because I froze/drowned/got blown away *delete as applicable*

Bad Jews opens tonight for a quick six-week run. It’s nice to have people back in the theatre, even if it is a very small cast. I am looking forward to catching it at some point in the next few weeks. (after I have maxed out my Cineworld card catching up on all the films I’ve missed)

Isn’t our auditorium pretty…

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Where Are All The Female Explorers?

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Like any person with a love of travel, I don’t get to travel even half as much as I wish I could. Reality. Bills. Being a grown up sucks.

I have ideas. Such ideas and plans I wish I could go and carry out, to walk in others footsteps and to create new footsteps for others to follow. But as a woman, the one thing that truly holds me back is safety. I’m not scared of the weather, of the food, or of roughing it for weeks. Even if money became no object tomorrow and I could up and go wherever I want, I would still have reservations.

Reservations that a man in the same position wouldn’t even have to think twice about. So what brought this on?

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Family time in Paris….

As I said in my last post, whenever I am at Kings Cross St Pancras I really just want to hop on the Eurostar and go to Paris.  This year I actually got to do this.

My Dad, my brother and I got the train from Norwich early Monday morning ( with no delays unlike last time I went to Paris) and arrived in London at lunch time. We killed time in Kings Cross by having a really scrummy burger and fries, once we were able to check in we grabbed a coffee and waited to be able to board.

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A Wedding Trip To Nottingham.

Crossing town from Charing Cross to Kings Cross St Pancras sounds like an easy journey, but when you are in a rush lugging a huge suitcase and it’s the school holidays, it seems like a right battle. But battle across town I did, to catch the (delayed and overcrowded) 8.30 train to Nottingham. Going to Kings Cross always makes me want to hop on the Eurostar to France, but it wasn’t to be that day (but it was a few days later !!)

I was born in Nottingham and spend the first 10 years of my life growing up there and getting lost in fields before relocating to Norfolk in 1997. All my family still live in and around the area, and a family wedding was the reason for my trip up north. I figured that whilst I was heading that way, why not take a bit of time to explore places from my childhood.

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