Notes from 2018 // note 4

Back in Malvern. My birthday. 33.

How is it possible that I am the great old age of 33? I quite like the way this sounds, like a rounded number. Thirty Three. I think I am amongst some sort of weird fog/crisis and feeling a bit wobbly. Maybe its the new age. Thirty-three is slightly different from 32/31/30. It feels like you should most definitely have your shit together; life/kids/house/career. I am sort of dangling in some sort of abyss. I seem to have bits and pieces sorted and am surviving. But I am not thriving. SO. There that is. I feel very much like these photos, surrounded by a fog that consumes everything and unable to see much in front and behind me… I feel a bit stuck and fuzzy. It must be that time of year. I usually relish in winter. But this January and half of february I have found it hard to get up and go. I feel like everyone has suffered these past two months. I can’t wait for spring to come and blow out those cobwebs. Lighter nights and warmer days. Being outside. Long walks.

These photos were taken on a random wednesday, at the beginning of the year. One of those days when it is all foggy and gloomy. When everyone has returned to work after the festivities of the festive season. That wednesday happened to be my birthday the 10th.

We decided on going out for a long walk around Malverns’ charity shops. The only aim was to hunt gems and get cake (it was my birthday after all!).
(how much is that puppy in the window?!)
We went to my favourite pub ever ever… we had fish and chips and a very good pint!

Malvern is also one of my favourite places. The streets are so grand and beautiful. It makes me feel like I am stepping back in time every time I visit and walk around these streets imagining the grand houses and who occupied them. It was suitably gloomy and a thick fog had settled down so low. I have a thing with tree skeletons. Their beautiful spindly fingers are so elegant and graceful. A blurry picture of some cake but proof I managed to stuff some cake in my face.

Does this look like a horror film or a set from an old theatre scene about some vile being? Love it!

So one last note from England and then we shall move onto daily life here!

Notes from 2018 // note 3

Whilst visiting England we were lucky enough to have a stay in beautiful Bath. My mum invited us to stay in a beautiful little hotel near to the Royal Cresent.

We drove through the lovely Cotswolds to get to Bath and stopped off on the way in a little village for soup. When we arrived in Bath it was spitting, grey and bitterly cold. The grey almost seemed to enhance the beauty though. I love the regalness of Bath and the stone and the attention and detail that was taken into building the massive sprawling townhouses.

We stayed at Brooks guesthouse, a quaint little hotel with a lot of character (and amazing breakfasts!). Our room was small but cosy and the bed was massive. It was a lovely base close enough to the centre to walk.



The Royal Cresent. Despite being my second time in Bath it was my first time visiting the Royal Cresent. It was cold and grey but oh so charming. Wondering around the cresent and being nosy and peeking into the houses and hotels that line the cresent and thinking “oh how the other half live”. Also a great oportunity for photo taking.


















We then walked up from the Royal Cresent and found ourselves on a little side street. It was so nice, lined with little galleries and independent shops. We stopped off at an antique map shop and stepped inside a gallery. We meanandered through the backstreets making our way to the central part of Bath.










The centre of Bath is very much like being thrown into an old history book. History seeps out of every nook and cranny and I just fell in love with the colours of the buildings, the roof tops and old book like atmosphere. I felt like I was almost in a Phillip Pullman novel.















Once we arrived to a more central location we had a quick beer in a lovely pub called the Pig and Fiddle on Saracen Street. It was warm and cosy and just what we needed. We grabbed a pizza and walked through the dark streets back in time to snuggle up in bed and watch Silent Witness.











We woke up bright and early the next morning to a lovely buffet breakfast plus a cooked breakfast. I had the vegetarian option plus a lovely yoghurt concoction that was to die for.



See cosy innit?

After being full we then headed onto the centre again to explore the sites and the shops. We of course had to walk through The Royal Cresent one more time, i mean it wouldve been rude not to right?






I wouldnt mind to live here thanks, those colomns/tiles/front door though!







We got a bit lost, my sense of direction is TERRIBLE. But the nice thing about getting lost is finding new little places to see.






Such as this house, aptly named Four Walls.



Oh those chimney pots, did I mention I have a love affair with roof tops and chimney pots?

We then crossed Pulteney Bridge. And found a shop called Found. It had good stationary and nice concrete planters and plates and some good, albeit, pricey sweaters.









We carried on over the bridge and walked towards Walcot street as I had heard great things about the small shops there.


We found plenty a pretty shop and drank coffee and ate good cake in Society cafe. Highly recommend their coffee! We wanted to visit the Hay store, but alas it was being refurbished when we went to go there. SO Bath next time I want to have more bites to eat and explore more of your many cafes. I also would love to go to the Lush spa and the bath spa’s. See you soon Bath!

Notes from 2018 // note 1

Hello my old friend! It’s been a while since I first wrote in this white box. I always see to write this on here though. So to break old habits I am going to start updating this little blog here every week. Sharing a visual diary of my week in photo and video form. I also want to add weekly letters to myself as I really enjoy reading back in them and also the learning from ones past self is invaluable. I have battled with blogging and my online presence and the pressure of being good and having a load of followers that it has made me forget why I do it in the first place. I do it because I love documenting and recording and it’s good to get it all out of my busy brain. I also really enjoy having a corner of the internet that is entirely my own and only mine. I get to control the way it works (no pesky algorithms here thanks!) and exactly how the content appears. I am also not just posting into a very over saturated sea.

So two of my resolutions in one, to blog more and to keep being aware of why and who I am blogging more. For me and because I enjoy it.

This weeks post is a week and a half, I will post the second installment this week. There are quite a few photos

So our first bit of the trip was mainly based around Bristol. We flew into Bristol on the 27th of December. Those weird in-between days where you are so sluggish and tired from Christmas. We met up with my sister Vic, went on a country walk all together in the bitter cold. Then had a lovely coffee then pizza (complete with a near choking fit and a good old game of I spy). We also visited nice cafes. Such as this one below, the Albatros café on the cool North Street. It’s an Instagram dream!

See? Amazing!

We went to Western Supermare for seaside adventures. It was blustery and cold but good. We had doughnuts and fish and chips.

We had a nice New Year’s Eve walk, which helped blow out the cobwebs. We ended up in a lovely local pub.

Then we went off to Devon for a few days to be spoilt with my sisters granny and grandpa in law, Betty and Peter. I loved being there and in Devon so much, it broke up the trip nicely and was lovely to explore and be in a new place.

We then left Teighnmouth happy and full of fresh air and fish and chips and then travelled to my mums house in Malvern. Which I will post later on this week. Happy new year folks!

A little catch up…

Its been a while isn’t it. If I could count the amount of times I have opened this little white box and typed those very same words accompanied by an apology and promises to write more. Promises to update and be more present. But life. It has a funny habit of getting in the way and makes it tricky to be super scheduled and here all the time. I want this place to be an enjoyment, somewhere where I record my best bits (and some bad bits too!). I mainly want it to be a place where I share my special bits and the stuff I wish to remember. A corner that is my own and can be what it wants to be. I have found out that I don’t deal too well with the added pressure and stress of having to follow the conventional rules of blogging/vlogging and posting on social media. And I like it that way. It feels more natural and me. So if I disappear I am just getting over health stuff and also just taking my sweet little time to do things MY WAY!

    What have I been up to?

Well I have been busy making a video every week (More or less). Just documenting my days and life with an autoimmune disease, whilst trying to illustrate and stay creative.
Here are some of my very favourite videos:

    What else then?

Well I have been living SLOW. I have recently decided to buy a lot less shit, and to be pescartarian. I will probably be writing about these two changes soon.
I have also been enjoying living in the beautiful hills of Barcelona and just taking each day as it comes. Exploring out and about and just being content with being here.

I have also been hammering away at getting my PORTFOLIO ONLINE! I will do another post in more detail but until then here is a SNEAK PEAK

I have also been out on many adventures with my doggy. Just enjoying being in nature and being quiet with nothing else to do but just to be in the moment.


I have also had treatment (that has knocked me for six!)


Been to a screen printing course (more coming soon!)


Cuddled with my boy

I have been doing bits and pieces of sketches. Some things I can’t show but here are a few bits.



I have had some lovely visits and some great exploring some of my favourite places.














So there you go, these are bits and pieces of my life (according to my phone!). Its been up and down and quiet and busy at the same time. I CAN’T BELIEVE ITS AUGUST!

Adventuring in Delta

I love getting in the car and driving away from the city and going on an adventure. We didn’t have to travel very far, for we went to plane watch at Delta de llobregat which is just a few miles out of Barcelona (actually its where Barcelona El Prat airport is). Such a weird combination of industrial aeronautical, yet whilst being amongst a nature reserve. The landscape is absolutely beautiful. On the coast, you walk through paths of reeds, poppies and rivers. Beautiful abandoned houses and paths. Sea views and just the weird feeling of watching planes glide over. I love nothing more than just getting out and going on a nice long walk with my camera and enjoying seeing wildlife and nature. It felt like a perfect spring day.

My favourite places #3

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Step inside this wonderful decay and you will find treasure. We used to live right across the road and its a building that I always looked out on. Visiting it was always a treat and used to take me right back to the days of studying fine art at uni. The smell of turps and paint, the sound of buzzing minds and the silence that is creativity. I absolutely love the studios, each one so personal to the artist. I love peering into work in progress’s and things just waiting to happen. Its messy and old and looks almost abandoned. What was an old fabric factory on the what was once the main highway of Barcelona. This building bares its bones and houses magic. I love it a lot and I hope it always remains. One day I would love to have a place in a studio like this, in the meanwhile I can dream a little.

This is a little series I started on my blog to help me keep track of and share and celebrate some of my most treasured places. Places where I feel happy and that make me feel like me and places that I find super inspiring. Here are past places

A country walk

I wrote in my last post that I have recently made a massive life change and have upped sticks and moved to the country. We are now pleasantly situated in the hills that surround Barcelona. It has been the change, the literal breath of fresh air, that we have needed.
We are spoilt with the choices of walks and hikes to explore and have been out quite a few times on dog walks that have taken us to the most beautiful vista’s of the city and the surrounding country side. I love nothing more than going out and just noticing the area around and nature as it grows and changes. I love going out with my camera and taking a million and one pictures of every tiny leaf and bit of beautiful light.I also love using these photos later as a reference for sketches and incorporating them into my work. I love drawing plants and botanical things. They will forever feature in my work because that is when I am most at peace and that is where I feel my happiest. So things are good and I am forever grateful to live here and often find that I am pinching myself just to see if it is all real.
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Can You Pull Off the Countryside Look?

It all went a bit quiet on my blog as I have been busy with  “The Big Move”. That’s right, we upped sticks and moved to the country. We are still here in Barcelona but now live amongst green and tree’s in the hills that surround Barcelona. I have been enjoying going out and being amongst nature and getting fresh air and just being away from the daily stresses of the city. Being out in the country side has changed my priorities a lot, especially when it comes to what I want to wear out and about. I want to be comfortable but at the same time still feel like me. I think you can be stylish and still embrace the outdoor’s life. Both I and Came have enjoyed getting out and about and going on dog walks. I have put together some of my outdoor wear favourites as a future style inspiration reference.

Sports outdoors

I quite like the sporty style of outdoor wear and I am currently hunting for the perfect padded jacket. I am always armed with my camera and also a good backpack to keep all necessities such as water. I wear my Activite pop watch by Withings to keep track of my daily steps and sleep.

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My next inspiration comes in a more lets-go-out-for-a-stylish-picnic walk. Roaming outdoors in meadows whilst wearing the most perfect wellies, stopping off for a brisk picnic and a spot of tea. Combining that with nature spotting and rosy cheeked healthiness.

Can You Pull Off the Countryside Look?

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You can always tell a city dweller in the countryside as they often stick out like a sore thumb through their ill-advised fashion choices. Countryside clothes are a fashion in their own right and in order to help you fit in we look at some examples of classic countryside style.

When it comes to inspiration it is always best to start at the top and in this case that means the Duchess of Cambridge Kate Middleton. Last year Vanity Fair reported that the Duchess of Cambridge posed for her first ever fashion shoot with fashion magazine Vogue. The pictures were taken in the Norfolk countryside where the Duchess lives and they show how effective a simple country getup can be. According to the magazine, Middleton swapped glamour for a “Burberry trench coat and a £293 white jacquard shirt by the same fashion house.” While this may seem expensive, it’s worth knowing that country clothes exude quality and longevity. The clothes you wear need to be able to face the unpredictable British weather. So when choosing your country outfit think about whether it can withstand the rain and be a part of your wardrobe for many years to come.

The great thing about trying a new fashion style is being able to try new looks and outfits. For example, when in the city would it ever be ok to wear a cape? The answer is never. But in the country there are plenty of occasions when a cape is perfectly respectable. Lady Alice Manners told The Telegraph that it is best to “wear well tailored trousers when sporting a cape to avoid the shape drowning you out.” If you’re not so keen on a cape then a good quality coat can make any look work.

Of course it is not all-suitable clothing and if you are going to live in the countryside you need to be ready to dress up. Horse racing is one of the few events in life where wearing a fancy hat is almost a requirement. Next month the Cheltenham Festival will take place. It is considered one of Britain’s most prestigious and famous events alongside the notorious Grand National, which “is the biggest race in British jumps racing, according to Betfair. Both of these race meets require horse racing enthusiasts to dress smartly. In terms of the Cheltenham Festival, the second day of the festival is called Ladies Day and it is where the best of British countryside style meets high-end fashion. If you are going to fit in and be considered a proper country girl then a bold dress complete with an outrageous hat is essential. The Guardian did a photo article from last year’s event to give you a good idea of what to aim for.

Shoes are a women’s best friend (alongside diamonds of course) and dressing for the country allows you to wear shoes that would be completely out of place in the city. A good pair of boots is essential for walking through muddy fields. Even Wellington Boots are acceptable for everyone to wear all the time.

So there you have it. Hopefully you will be fully prepared for the country the next time you are heading out by following these tips.

What sarie wore #7

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Dress – Monki / Denim Jacket – Monki / Bag – Cambridge satchel company / Sunglasses – Hawkers / Shoes – Birkenstocks

So summer has well and truly arrived. Which for me means sweat, melting and hiding away from the intense heat of the Barcelonian sun. Out come the milk maid legs and dresses, sandals until October and wanting to live in a fridge. I lose my sense of style a bit in this heat, as not feeling like a gloopy mess trumps any sort of style decision. Its nice to wear floaty dresses and flounce around beautiful stately parks (this one being in Badalona). Also having lupus means I need to stay covered up, so light weight tops or jackets are a must. I would like to sew some little kimono jackets myself. Lets see if I can do that.

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Bits and pieces- week 18

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What a week. It has been filled with highs and lows. The low’s been very very low indeed. I have had many a hospital visit (infiltrations, new medicine etc). ATM it seems like the second round of Rituximab has worked and I can finally (for the first time in over a year) reduce my cortisone dosage. Which is a small, good new step (YAY!).

This week has been the hottest so far and I can say that summer has officially started. Sleeping and feeling sluggish and heat and the sun for me in general are terrible. I try to hermit away in the day as much as possible because I just CAN’T. But it is nice to get outside and go on little strolls either to the beach or the park. Getting my legs out and freckles on my arms.

Thursday night was so nice, getting out for San Joan. San Joan is crazy, fireworks and fire and noise everywhere. We went down to our beloved Poblenou (our barrio) and watched the parade of the Corre Foc, with its amazing percussion band, go and ignite the bonfire. We then walked along the beach and watch the fireworks and chinese laterns before sitting in a park talking about our future and drinking a clara. Perfect.

Waking up in tears to the news on friday, manic family chats and feeling genuinely shocked and scared at the state of things here, there and everywhere. I feel sad and scared for my future as an EU Migrant/citizen. Now more than ever borders need to be opened. I can’t stand this “Great” Britain rule Britannia island mentality. Which to be honest I find embarrassing- its actually something I have noticed more and more when going back. I am also VERY angry that my postal vote did not arrive on time and my proxy vote was unable to vote for me. DESPITE sending everything well in time. I am shocked to the core at some of the things I have seen people I know think and believe (everyone has a right to their opinions and beliefs BUT when they are just down right offensive and racist etc it hurts my heart). I will write something more on this in the future as my head is fuzzy and still reeling from it all. Tuesday marks my 10 year anniversary so expect a post then.

Friday I escaped to my favourite place, sat on a rock and watched my busy, hot chaotic home from above and felt a sense of pride and belonging for one of the first times since arriving. It felt right to be where I was and looking at it all pan out from above I felt incredibly lucky and fortunate to experience it. I took a deep breath and felt instantly better. My favourite place is magical like that. It is healing and where I shall escape to more frequently.

Lets see what next week brings!