59) Strip it back

Imagine one day you were forced to strip your life back, right back to the basics. You were allowed nothing but food and shelter. No tv, no music, no sounds, no books, no conversation, no distractions, no friends, no exercise. Nothing. Food and shelter only. Slowly you were allowed to add things back in. A…

57) Hedgehogs and Home

The fire is making it hard to write this, it’s crackling softly and lulling me into complete relaxation. Through half closed eyes I want to record this though, the next bit, the part that comes after the awful worry and the stress. This feeling. This seemed like such a far away, almost impossible, goal just…

18) Mini break!

Mini break Bridget Jones style, without a cheating Hugh Grant and comical bunny ears of course. So we dropped the guinea pig off at the babysitters and me and Gerry set off to Christchurch for the weekend. We’ve been together for over 2 years, lived in Darwin, Melbourne and Queenstown together and yet this was…

8) It’s the little things…

Little things I am grateful for: Wine. My god I love wine. Red wine, white wine, doesn’t matter, if it’s wine I will drink it. Sometimes I actually wish it wouldn’t make me drunk just so that I could drink more of it. If I ever turn into a raging alcoholic it will be because…