So much good stuff happened in February that I noted it all down to reflect on.
I am a massive photo addict. I’m that person that won’t let you cut the cake until I’ve snapped it, my bunny can’t eat a carrot without having my phone in her face, and I even take photos of old photos, just so I can have a digital copy that’s easy to access. It’s safe to say that my phone is crammed, and today I’m sharing some of my favourite highlights.
My family mean the world to me and there is nothing I’d rather do than spend my days with them. Especially my mum. One way or another I speak to her every single day and she is my absolute hero. Today’s post is dedicated to her amazingness.
September was bloody brilliant apart from a small blip, where Al had to have half his little toe amputated two days before his birthday. Despite the blip, we had the best month celebrating his 30th birthday.
August has gone by in a blur so I noted down my best bits… It’s been one helluva sweaty, barbecue-filled month.
July rocked and rocked and rocked. Multiple times. Here are my highlights.
Portugal. We came, we saw, we drank sangria, we conquered. All for my auntie’s 60th birthday celebrations. Here are some of my favourite snaps…
June was a bloody brilliant month so I figured I’d round-up the best bits and note them down.
They say the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. I think you can probably tell from the picture that that’s definitely the case for my mum and me. We share an obsession for the perfect pair of heels *cough* Whistles *cough*. We have a very similar haircut, the same eye colour, share naff eyesight and have a special ability to cry at the sight of someone else’s tears.
This weekend just gone, my family and I went to stay with my godfather in his Devon cottage. We went to two beaches, had two barbecues and went back to Fingle Bridge, which was my Grandad’s favourite place and holds lots of memories. We also drank a lot of Pimms. I just so happened to take a couple of snaps.
|Flying kites on Widemouth beach|
|The beautiful view of Trebarwith Strand|
That right there is our first barbecue of the year. And it was bloody delicious.