In London you could fall off a bike and people would probably strut the other way. It can be a cold city, both in terms of weather and people. But beneath the surface of this seemingly cold exterior, the unexpected kindness and inclusivity of strangers has exceeded my expectations.  

If you're contemplating a life shift or seeking inspiration to pursue a ‘what if,’ this might encourage you to take the leap and discover the rewards of embracing the unknown.

Life has been feeling a little bit fantastical at the moment, almost like I’ve been in wonderland.

Was romanticising Paris a little too much, I started writing poetry.

Politely, new year’s resolutions can get stuffed. I am still trying to decide mine– and I’ll get there, but I do have a theme for the year. For me, this year is about not giving a fuck. Politely.

To mark 2023, I began my year writing “random” in a red notebook. Was this vague and questionable? Absolutely. But, after listening to numerous podcasts and reading so many articles about how to set achievable goals–it had the opposite effect on me. I was practically goal-less.

It’s been one month on the beach and I’m officially a little more tan and have only contemplated dying my hair blonde twice.

Circa the 2010s–the digi cam, low-waisted jeans and ballet flats, I’m bringing back the blog. And maybe my iPod shuffle.