I’m finding it hard to believe that it’s already time for me to be writing my October Little Loves post – I haven’t even shared about our trips to Spain and the Isle Of Wight in the summer holidays!  And yet time continues to march stubbornly onwards and so here we find ourselves: halfway through…

I usually love September: chilly mornings; sun-warmed afternoons; golden evening light; the leaves just beginning to change colour whilst plenty of green still remains.  The skies are always spectacular at sunrise and sunset.  And yet this year something has felt… ‘off’.  I can’t quite explain what it is. I’ve gone through the motions of noticing…

August has been a memory-making (and patience-testing!) month of travelling and first experiences.  We began August on a week-long family holiday in Spain where we completely switched off for seven days, swiftly followed by Ella and I spending a whirlwind 24 hours in London for a gig the day after we arrived home.  The end…

July has been busy.  And… different.   I decided to take the whole month off from client-facing therapy work so I can focus on some other stuff that I’m creating behind the scenes and that has resulted in an entirely alternative rhythm in my day-to-day life. At the start of July I had a much-anticipated trip…

The first month of summer seemed to pass by in the blink of an eye.  There have been school trips and appointments and social get-togethers and sport events for the girls; a weekend away in Leeds watching cricket for Neil; our 8 year wedding anniversary, plus all the usual school-and-work-and-life-admin to navigate. Here are all…