Forgive me for this butchering of poetry. I'm sure Poe would groan and invoke a raven.
Category: lemme tell you a story
// home again
I brought forty-six books home with me. And a pair of glorious heels and five packs of sweets, but ... forty-six books ... I feel like a proper bookworm. The check-in luggage weight limit was 23kg. I made it 22.8kg. I high-fived the check-in bloke and did not gush about Travel Panic, The Lift My… Continue reading // home again
ear piercing adventures [Story Time]
It's partially the fault of Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries and my liking of magnetic earrings as a youngling, but recently I decided to have my ears pierced. I mean - lots of people have had their ears pierced, haven't they? It's no big deal, right? Haha. You see, though I like dangling earrings, I… Continue reading ear piercing adventures [Story Time]
I’ve Returned. (Oh, And This Is How You Don’t Catch a Bus.)
Guess who has returned, life and sanity (possibly) intact? Yep! That would be me. I've learned quite a bit - how to survive beneath a boiling sun (lots of water, suncream and shade hopping), catch a foreign bus and a host of other Very Important Things. Oh, do you want to know how to catch… Continue reading I’ve Returned. (Oh, And This Is How You Don’t Catch a Bus.)
So I Drove Seven Hours To Buy Some Books
For some time, I've seen Hay-On-Wye 'The Town of Books' lurking around the internet, and being in need of driving experience (and *cough* books) I decided to venture forth to Wales. Envisioning a land of glorious books with even more glorious prices, I found, well I found a lot of books, tourists and winding village… Continue reading So I Drove Seven Hours To Buy Some Books
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