As you may know, I'm a great believer in re-using and updating where possible. I have tried to make a conscious effort in my life to not buy into today's throwaway society, certainly my home reflects this, full chock to the brim with vintage and retro pieces. With Christmas around the corner the impact of this throwaway society is all too obvious. It's far too easy to go consumer crazy and buy gifts just for laughs on Christmas day, after all who could live without a racing g
Thought I'd share with you my first experience of true rural shopping. Recently we heard there was going to be a farm sale, to be held on a hill farm opposite our house. The farm in question had already been auctioned a couple of weeks earlier and now it was the turn of the contents. We were after a few practical things for the house, a trailer being the top of our wish list and a necessity indeed of country life (in fact I 'm unsure how we've managed to live without one!) So
Just a little under two weeks ago we visited the Rhug Country Fair. Waking up early, I was very excited, we had been planning for sometime to purchase some new additions to our family. Since moving to the country and becoming self employed again, I have been able to indulge my passion for animals. Working from home all day means my chickens are able to roam free in the garden and generally enjoy an idyllic life. I've been itching to add some more birds to my little family...
Well it's been a long, hot, sweaty week. The rain has failed to materialise, despite my best rain dance efforts to coax it from the sky. The UK and our home in North Wales has continued to be clasped firmly in the grips of a heatwave. Our grass has turned progressively browner all week, it now has the most bizarre crispy feel when you walk on it and it's all starting to look more like the Mediterranean than wet Wales we are all too accustomed to. I've become an obsessive wate
Even though I'm a country girl born and bred, adjusting back to rural living has been somewhat of a culture shock, after the hubbub of city life over the last 20 years. A lot happened in those years to change my general outlook in life. These have been my adult years, my grown up years, the ones in which you're supposed to be all sensible and settle down... do grown-up stuff like: get a job, get married, have kids. Well I did all three of those whilst in Stoke on Trent, so my
Ok where do I start? I guess I should tell you a little about myself and how I ended up living half way up a Welsh hillside, with not another house in sight, in order to have the space to let my creativity run riot. Well a little over a year and a half ago I was living in Stoke on Trent, an industrial metropolis, but also a hub of creativity. I had moved there 20 years earlier, from the beautiful Sussex countryside where I lived a free childhood; able to roam and wander to my