Aaaaaarrrrrrghhhhh. WHAT was I trying to remember?!!!!! C’mon brain, I know it’s in there *somewhere*…….
‘Brain Fart’- When you are attempting to remember something very obvious, something that you know you should know. This feeling often leads to head banging and hair pulling- Urban Dictionary.
Help! I’m being plagued by brain fog, recurrent mental block, clouding of the conciseness, loosing mental clarity, an inability to continue a train of thought. Name it what you will: Lately, I’ve found myself suffering an incredibly baaaad case of the brain farts.
I’m not talking about the brain farts we all know too well, & encounter on a daily basis, like; Continue reading →
I’d say that on average, I visit London at least once a week. Usually, this is for something work or blog related: It’s a short 17 minute journey on the train into London Bridge (add another 6 minutes for central London, & Charring cross) & for the most part I manage to avoid the hoards of commuters during the morning rush hour period. I’d like to think I take full advantage of popping into town………..
But, if there is something I’m guilty of though, apart from wearing too much black & sporting a slightly glum look on my face, (both which are an obligatory part of living/ working/ commuting in London. FACT) it’s taking London for granted: Never making enough time to take in the sights, the atmosphere & grander of the capital, & fully appreciating what a bloody great place this is, I call home. Continue reading →
Me (on an ecstatic phone call to Mr. B) : ‘AHHHHH!! Ohhhhh maiiiii gawd. Did you see the email?’
Mr. B, cool as a cucumber responds, ‘ What email? What is it? Is everything ok?’
Me, ‘Everything is awesome!!’ (cue singing the Lego movie theme tune)…. ‘Our visas. They were granted over night! WE HAVE OUR VISAS!!’ –
At the risk of sounding oh so very cliché, that email, that phone call, they really were life changing. It’s the accumulation of around 6 years worth of daydreaming about a different way of life, & meticulously plotting our escape from the UK. It’s the reward for slogging away over the past 3 years, sifting through mountains of paperwork & subjecting the Mr. to assessment after assessment (to satisfy the Oz government & their criteria of his occupation). It’s been 1 year since we employed the services of a migration consultant, & 4 months from the moment we submitted our final application. Even after all of this, it’s only just the beginning. The start of a new adventure, & a brand new chapter for team Bananas. Continue reading →
Just over a week ago, I hotfooted it across the UK (with my co-pilot Kate), to the rolling countryside of Devon. We were staying in a luxe converted dairy barn, near the town of Bradworthy, thanks to HolidayCottages.co.uk. Despite being smack bang in the middle of no-where (you’re talking to a gal who has a 24 hrs tesco’s, 2 minutes down the road), we were only a stone’s throw from a gorgeous beach. Summerleaze Beach, in Bude (which is in fact, North Cornwall, if anyone wants to be a smarty pants about it!) had the sweetest collection of vibrant, cute-as-a-button, beach huts that I ever did see. Continue reading →
Well HAI there, how y’all doing? It’s been a while since I’ve posted on here & I’m feeling all out of practice. I’ve dipped into a little bit of a funk recently, so I decided to dust the cobwebs off by making a deeelish gluten free delight.
I’ve never really been much of a sweet toothed chick, I’d choose some kind of savoury snack over desert any day. But there’s something about the autumnal transition, with the outside temperature dropping, leaving the air with a certain crispness to it, & when the days start to get darker & shorter, that finds me longing for a warming & gooey treat, like a delicious apple crumble.
Despite the huge advances in readily available gluten free products over the last 10 years, I still find where cakes or deserts are concerned, a lot is still left to be desired. Unless that is, you particularly enjoy eating something that’s dry as the Saharan desert & about as tasty as cardboard? (I kid you not!) Continue reading →
There are certain milestones in life, which will stop you in your tracks & are guaranteed to make you well up with tears (of joy). Like when your bezzie of 30 years (Yes, I’ve known H THAT long, since we were babies) gets married. & When that same friend announces her pregnancy? Well, I could have burst with happiness. I’ll even admit, unashamedly, I was a blubbering mess just the other week as I was chatting to & stroking her bump, that’s totally normal, right?!
I suppose the best way to describe our friendship, is it’s more like a sisterly connection: At times, we’re polar opposites, we don’t live in & out of each others pockets, in fact, weeks or a month can go by without much contact sometimes (we can blame that on ‘life’), but we always pick up where we left off. & I know that wherever life takes us both, we will always be there to support one & another at the drop of a hat. Continue reading →