This week, I was lucky enough to visit a new city in a new country; Lisbon. The original plan for my first holiday of the year had been a trip to Amsterdam (finally) but owing to the nature of booking so late and during peak holiday season it was a little out of my price range so Amsterdam is just going to have to wait for me a little longer. However, all was not lost as myself and my friend, Yvie, landed on Lisbon as a place we both wanted to visit so at the end of last month we booked ourselves flights and an Airbnb for a little 5 day holiday. Continue reading Lisbon: A strange but endearing city
I often think about
The nettle stings on your legs
when I pushed you from my lips.
I didn’t want anyone to see us
Locked together, in love.
Even then I was afraid of what bound us
and even now
I’m still thinking about then
and your prickled calves
hands shaking but my mouth laughing
and all of my body was wrecked.
Tense and stretched from my stomach
that pull, the tether that connected us.
But now I don’t feel you
Before Barcelona there was York. York was the city I chose to spend my university years in; big enough to meet plenty of new people and small enough to still feel connected to everyone. I met people who have become beyond important to me and I got to enjoy living in one of the most historic cities in the UK. As I created this blog post-York, I’ve never had a chance to talk about some of my favourite places to visit in the city and as I plan on going back for about little visit in the near future now seemed like a good time for this post. So, here are my top recommended spots in York! Continue reading A York Appreciation Post
Seems like everyone is really enjoying the hilarity of my young self lamenting about my lack of boobs and “falling in love” with a different person every week so here we go again. If you haven’t read the previous post about this check it out here it might even make you giggle!
Sunday 2nd April 2006
Sorry I didn’t write to you on Friday. Anyway, my PE kit got stolen on thursday while I was having my lunch. My Mum knows but I feel like I’ve really let her down! 😦 I went 2 Amber’s* house yesterday and Polly’s* party was gr8! Bye!
It’s been about 4 years since I have actually lived in the Liverpool area as I went to university in York so I’ve seen the city changing and evolving through the wonders of the social media and on fleeting visits back home and has it ever changed. Stylish, unique independents have popped up all around the city; Bold Street offers good food of all varieties from Lebanese to Mexican and you’d be hard pressed not to find a satisfying cup of coffee now. I feel as though I have come back to a city that I still consider my home except now I get to meet it all over again. This week meant a little trip to the place I’ve been dying to visit the most – The Botanical Garden. Continue reading The Botanical Garden
I don’t make a habit of reading the wave of clickbait articles that flood my Facebook everyday from established and lesser known websites alike but I do like to read the comments on things that catch my eye. A habit I think we can all agree isn’t the most sensible course of action unless you want to go from 0 to furious in 0.1 seconds. With the UK general election coming up in 8 days there has been a regular fountain of opinions spurting all over social media (mine included) and trawling the comments section is where most arguments kick-off. However, reading why people think we should/shouldn’t vote for this party or another made me notice a key way in which we try to communicate our point of view to others – comparisons. Continue reading Comparisons: Like a fish with a bicycle.
This weekend began with an impromptu trip down to London, thanks to my parents who were heading down to see Phantom of the Opera with my brother and sister-in-law. In the past 12 months I think I have visited the city about 5 times and as I am known as not a great lover of London I can honestly say that in this past year I’ve had some really great trips in the city. Continue reading Weekend Excursions: The Geffrye Museum & Borough Market