There’s something truly satisfying about the extreme commercialisation of Christmas in the States. So here I sit, writing this post by our log fire in our cabin by the Lake in Tahoe awaiting the snowstorm to pass so we can mosey on outside and be lovingly overwhelmed by the abundance…

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As far back in my adolescence as I can remember were my first few trips to the UK visiting schools with my parents. I remember being more intrigued  with the bunnies hopping around the grounds than the actual school … there you go my first impression age 5 – white fluffy bunnies that roamed freely in…

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Wandering the streets of London is my favourite all-time past time. Strangely enough, I never get bored of peeking into little Mews Streets in search of that quaint little magical cobble stoned lined nook and to die for foliage, adorning aged, moss-covered red bricks. The little Potter fan in me…

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