“Most things are possible, if you are willing to put the work in…”. There it is. That’s ma face. No angles, no filters, no amusing expressions, just me trying hard not to blink. I’ll never forget the day I got my headshots taken. It was a cold and wet morning in late December. I’d gotten soaked… Continue reading Confessions of a Single Mother: One Headshot Session and Daring to Dream.
“All that I am or ever hope to be, I owe to my angel mother.” – Abraham Lincoln I wanted to write a snappy post. Something a person could scroll through between tube stops and smile at. So I embarked on a list of the little – and slightly bigger- lessons I’d most like to spew… Continue reading Dear Maia: This might help you, Love from Mummy
“I see my path, but I don’t know where it leads. Not knowing where I’m going is what inspires me to travel it.” – Rosalia de Castro Snow has fallen. Quite a considerable amount of snow has fallen and this has resulted in Maia’s nursery being closed and Grandma not being able to drive to… Continue reading Solo Travel: A Messy, Imperfect Adventure in Copenhagen
I fell in love with Old Town Square pretty much the minute I arrived there. It was really something special. And by night, the place was even more magical. I remember thinking how I couldn’t wait to return some day, when I was a little more used to solo-travel and didn’t feel as though I might… Continue reading Prague by Night
“Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.” – Steve Jobs (below) I climbed a lot of steps to get these views. Breaks were taken during the climb. (Up a tower in St Vitus Cathedral, below). I would regard myself as quite a fit young person but after a few hundred steps that feel like they’re getting steeper and steeper, in… Continue reading Prague: Views from St Vitus Cathedral, a touch of Gold and the Steve Jobs Museum
Firstly, HAPPY NEW YEAR. Hope 2018 is treating you well. Three days in and mine is looking pretty shiny…and challenging for all the right reasons. I overheard my Dad on the phone to his friend the other day: “I somehow feel more orderly in a year that is an even number and not odd..I never… Continue reading Prague: The Charles Bridge
Maia is stood in my room wrapping herself up in wrapping paper. Old wrapping paper, that I’ve said she is allowed to rip up, but that she has discovered far more amusing uses for; a carpet and body wrap to name just a couple. Before 2017 quickly becomes 2018 (WOOOO), I wanted to share a few… Continue reading Prague: Old Town Square
