it’s saturday afternoon, and i’m sitting in the hatin’ chair with a cup of tea, a kitkat, and dermot o’leary on the radio. sometimes the small things in life are enough to make me happy.
the week ahead will be full to the brim with good friends, wine and sunshine, but just for now i’m enjoying taking a breath before it all begins.
i’ve just spent the past two hours listening to ben howard playlists on youtube, and i have discovered a couple of things:
(1) i really like ben howard’s music
(2) amazon’s “buy now” option is really just too damn straightforward to use
(3) a frighteningly large amount of people upload videos to youtube of them playing guitar in their bedrooms (why?)
i have been such a slacker of late – i actually can’t even really remember the last time i put my trainers on and hit the streets. i’ve come to the conclusion that i’m a fundamentally lazy person, but that’s not really any excuse sadly.
if i could manage to start running when i was 4 stone overweight, i can definitely manage it now. so in an effort to stop myself from becoming a couch potato, i’ve downloaded an app for the couch-2-5k programme. i think it’ll be helpful from the point of view of the running intervals, rather than having to wear a watch while i run (which i hate).
also, now that i’ve put it out there on the internet, hopefully it’ll keep me honest and, if nothing else, shame me into making a start! this is the week when the trainers go on…
i think francie may be feeling a little neglected of late, since she only gets driven maybe three times a week…i still love her, though.
although i seem to have fallen off the blogging wagon quite considerably of late, the completist in me won’t let me rest until i finish the october photo challenge i started all those months ago.
so then, here is a representation of a childhood memory…i always find music is a big trigger for me. i hear a song, and it takes me back to a time in my life, for better or worse.
when i listen to this whole album now, i am in the living room of my childhood home, with van the man on the record player, smelling polish while my mum cleaned…
more than ten years later, i still have my twenty-first birthday present on display. my sisters were awesome then, and still are now.
this is my suitcase from a weekend away which i am embarrassed to admit that i returned from two weeks ago. i am terrible for leaving my bags half unpacked for ages (sometimes until i need to use the suitcase again)…must do better in future.
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