When it was Little B's birthday we headed to Brighton for a weekend of food, family and moving house (not on our part) and embracing the sunshine. We stayed in the most beautiful little place which you can read about here and although we spent most of the weekend helping my brother sort his new house out, we did get time to potter. Because pottering is always nice.

On Saturday morning we celebrated my brother and his girlfriends new home (which is beautiful - hi floorboard and bathtub envy!) before helping them re-arrange furniture and cleaning. The afternoon was spent browsing the flea markets for unique pieces of furniture. I literally wanted everything!

We headed for dinner in the local area to a little pub, that from the outside looked just like any other pub. That was until we tasted their incredible food - the portion sizes were huge, the food was freshly cooked and the tastes were beyond scrumptious! If you're in the Brighton area, we highly recommend visiting The Sussex Yeoman.

The following morning was Little B's birthday and after opening his presents and cards, we managed to force ourselves out of the comfiest bed and got ready. We said a sad goodbye to our room (and finally met the little kitties!) and thanked the hosts, before loading up the car. We walked and met the rest of the family, and tucked into a delicious breakfast before taking a slow amble into town.

The sun was shining, the beach was bustling with people and the seagulls were doing their thing so we grabbed some fish and chips and headed to the sea front, where we spent the afternoon basking in the sunshine and catching up. There was a nice cool breeze sweeping in, making it all that more pleasant.

On our way back to the car, we stopped at a local organic shop picking up a plant for the garden (it's that tradition again of buying flowers every time we're away) and some banana chips for the journey home. There's something about Brighton that we love (as do many others) with it's quirky little shops and secret cafe's. It's the ideal place to spend a weekend. And even better in the sunshine. Brighton, we will be back!


Last week we wanted something to do that meant spending time together, without phones and TV (OK Netflix totally didn't count) but that didn't cost us a penny (apart from buying Camembert - because that's a must!) and so we decided to build a fort again. Like the one we did last year. Only this time more spacious - and white! We dug out all the spare duvet covers and sheets, and with the help of the sofa's and a handy broom, our fort was built.

We completed our little fort with cushions fairy lights (because yes, we still haven't gotten round to changing our living room light bulbs...)  and made sure the windows in the room were open to keep it cool. We popped on our trusty pyjamas from George at Asda (seriously.. they've never let us down. Ever! - We're already thinking of another pair!) and snuggled on in with Californication ready to begin on Netflix.

We like to do things backwards, and because we were super cosy (sleepy from the lighting) and engrossed into Californication, Little B had a quick rummage around the cupboards and found the best biscuits ever tucked away in the corner. We pretty much finished the whole packet in under an episode.

It was fairly late before we decided to eat, and a favourite of ours is tapas which Little B always does so well. We're fans of picky food, so this was ideal for us in our little fort. We paused the TV and spent that time talking about our week, and plans for the house, like grown ups do. Although I don't think grown ups spill Camembert..

The evening soon got the better of us when we realised it was the early hours of the morning, and Little R had already taken himself to bed. After contemplating sleeping here, we decided that our bed was always going to be much better (plus we can't handle sleeping on floors anymore!) and so we turned off all the lights and joined Little R. It was one of the simplest of things to do, but these kinda nights are always our favourite.

Yankee Candles - Scented Candle Shop*

If there's one thing that this house has plenty of, it's candles. And that's not because we're all about saving our electricity (honestly, Papa G always said the house was like Blackpool with the amount of lights I left on..) but because we like that cosy feeling with dim lighting.. You know what we mean? Especially in the Winter months! Oh and the fact we're too lazy to change a lightbulb. I know, we're ridiculous..!
The Scented Candle shop kindly let us choose some Yankee's to try (add to the collection - guilty over here!) and looking back through my order, anybody would think that we're trying to add a touch of the beach to our house.

I guess you could say that I'm a little particular about our house, and my choices may or may not have been made in relation to the colours for specific rooms. So basically, YES I chose the Beach Walk candle because it would work well in our nautical themed bathroom and oh the Pink Sands looked perfect on the bedside table next to my blush coloured vases - however I can also admit that they both smell utterly amazing. Pink Sands has this incredible sweet scent through it with a touch of vanilla, making the room smell heavenly. Another favourite of mine is the Beach Flowers (I like a sweet smell as well as taste!) with hints of lily and hyacinth coming through, creating the perfect fresh scent. I love coming home from work to the smell of Yankee Candles lit around the house.

Little R's fascination with the sink. Such a simple thing in the house for most of us, yet a pretty amusing place for one in particular. He prefers it when the tap is running too - maybe it's his way of keeping cool. Funny chap.

Weekend mornings in the sunshine. I've become slack at replying to emails in the week, so on a weekend  it is my mission to sort through the inbox. Sitting at the kitchen table listening to the morning birds. It is bliss.

Pancake breakfast with pals. Having a busy diary catching up with the friends that mean the most, is best. Hanging out over breakfast is definitely the best way for a Sunday morning. Especially with syrup pancakes.

My little shadow. With being away this week, it's fair to say Little R has missed me because he will not leave my side at the moment. As soon as he sees me roll over in the morning, he is there by my side. I wouldn't change it.

Freshly picked Sweet Williams. Little B's mama picked me some Sweet Williams from her garden as I admired her collection in the kitchen. They took pride of place on the coffee table because they smell utterly amazing.

Evening dinners. We go through phases of having really tasty dinners every night in the week. Last week was one of them with lots of vegetables thrown in. We like vegetables a lot. And I like having a chef as a boyfriend.

To question where you're heading in life. Everybody has those days.
When you dance in the kitchen and genuinely believe that you are Beyonce.  Actually better than her.
To talk to your pet more than to people some days.
When your boyfriend brings you ice cream home and you secretly wished it was chocolate.
To take a bow of strawberries and jar of nutella  to bed. And label it dinner.
When you wipe the bathroom sink with a makeup wipe and think that the cleaning is done.
To wear the same dress for three days running. Seriously. We've all been there.
When you workout and then 'accidentally' forget to wash your hair. For three days after.
To think that maybe even the prettiest of girls have flaws. Maybe they don't keep their ladygarden kept?
To pretend you're a really busy person when in fact you're heading home to your pyjamas.
When things go pearshaped. They'r sent to try us. And we will beat them.
To not take outfit photos. Or any photos for that matter.
To leave flowers in the vase a week after they should have been thrown away.
To favour those big style panties over french knickers. We all need comfort sometimes.
To cry. At absolutely nothing. But cry a lot. Like a real lot.

It seems to be a little tradition that we've made where we always end up in Brighton around Little B's birthday (we like our traditions!) and this year was no different. With Big Little C moving there in the Summer we joined forces with my parents and headed down for a weekend of fun (more on that soon).
We wanted somewhere quirky to stay, somewhere that was warm, and homely and after browsing through AirBnB, we chose this idyllic house which went above and beyond all our expectations.

Upon our arrival we were greeted by the smell of candles and the most beautifully displayed shelves complete with flowers (I was in heaven already!). Our host, Peter welcomed us in and gave us a quick tour before giving us the lowdown on all the things we needed to know during our stay.

We stayed in the Silver room, because you know, home from and home and all that... where the walls were white, the floorboards were white (I am craving natural floorboards super bad!) and THAT fireplace. It was basically the dream. And incredibly warm and inviting. This was when I began to think my options to how I could move in..

The attention to detail was perfect, with dinky little images of their cats in frames, and flowers dotted all over the house. Within moments we felt at home, slightly wishing that we could spend the rest of the day here, laying in that incredibly inviting bed, with a hot cup of tea and some netflix (but alas we had plans!).

The following morning when we finally forced ourselves out from the incredibly comfortable bed and were all dressed and ready to, we headed into the gorgeous kitchen to grab some breakfast. With the hosts being vegans, we were offered muesli, yoghurt and pastries (which were totally perfect for us!) and a choice of homemade jams. Sadly once we'd eaten, we packed up our belongings and left what we thought was one of the most homely places we've ever stayed. Number34 you did good. And we'll be back!


During the summer those piping hot cups of tea and Bailey's splashed coffee are put to one side in favour of cool and refreshing drinks. In between glasses of Ice Tea (peach FYI) and remembering to drink water, we can't help but enjoy a caramel iced coffee or strawberry and blueberry smoothie. Especially when it's complete with heaps of ice.

For the past month, we've made it routine to make a fresh smoothie for breakfast mostly consisting of strawberries and blueberries (that's totally fine..it's still part of our five a day right..?!). Here's what we use to make our smoothies - Just a heads up, we don't measure anything out as we go by our blender to get the right amount (it's taken a fair few days to know what we needed more and less of!).
Onken Yoghurt (we love the mango, passion fruit and papaya flavour!)
Mango Juice (you can use Orange too)
6 Strawberries
A Handful of Blueberries
1 Banana
Ice (we put some in the blender and some straight into the glass)
Pop it all into a blender (we simply use a handheld one) and whizz away for a few seconds until you're happy with the texture. Occasionally we'll add in a scoop of vanilla ice cream if we're feeling wild. Trust me, it makes the smoothie so much more scrumptious! Pour into your glass, and serve with a sweet strawberry.

We love Starbucks as much as the next person and their nan but if we drank there everyday we'd probably be living in a tent somewhere (I understand that I'm exaggerating slightly) so we set about making our own on weekends at home and each time they're getting better and better. Plus it's the perfect excuse to have caramel sauce in the morning...! Here's what we use to make our caramel frappe's - again, we don't tend to measure it out (I know, we're pretty slack at this recipe stuff!).
A shot of Espresso coffee
Caramel sauce (or syrup if you're fancy!)
Ice (again, some for the blender and some for the glass)
Ice cream (this is optional!)
Squirty cream
Simply add a small portion of hot water to some coffee granules, stir and pop into the blender with some ice cream and ice and plenty of milk. Whizz it all together for a few seconds (you can add in some sauce if you wish at this point although we prefer to decorate it around the glass) and then pour into your glass and serve with some squirty cream (and more sauce for that extra flavour!) and a straw. Happy drinking!

Last weekend we packed up the car with pretty much the whole house, and headed down south for one of the best weekends we've had in a while to visit my chum Rosie and her man Tom. And of course little Bodhi (we tried ever so hard to sneak him home in our bags...) who is officially awesome!
Armed with goodies for all the clan (including the noisiest dog toy ever - it's the only way!) we arrived on the Friday night and within moments were right at home and catching up, just like you do with old friends.

 We began our weekend with a chilled dog walk, where for once I had practical shoes on which was a rare moment. Once Bodhi was all raced out, we headed to Boscanova for some pretty delicious breakfast full of pancakes, syrup, halloumi, pitta and coffee. It's the best kinda way to start a morning.

Once our stomachs had been fed and watered, the afternoon was spent strolling along the Poole Quay discussing what kind of boats we'd have, debating what we'd do if we lost a shoe and admiring those seagulls (that was just me)!

As we ambled along the Quay, we passed the folk festival and felt it only right to stop for some fruit ciders and ales whilst we soaked up the afternoon sunshine. For that brief moment, we considered becoming Morris dancers.

Rosie and Tom took us to the Boathouse for dinner much to Little B's delight. With Camembert on the menu, there is no question about whether or not it's going to be ordered, so we tucked into two tasty pots full, with some fresh bread.

The rest of the food was incredibly delicious as we tucked into fish, chicken and a second helping of halloumi (I can't get enough of it!). Sadly we didn't have room for pudding, but some Pimms and cocktails sorted us right out.

As you get older, sticky dance floors aren't always the most fun and with the evening sun still shining we strolled through Christchurch harbour talking to the swans, hiding in the graveyard (a perculiar kinda evening I know) and talking about those greatest mysteries of life. And laughing at the lumberjack boys.

There is nothing quite like waking up to the sound of seagulls when you're near the beach, and with an early morning came a cute little face to wake up Little B. I think they've become pals since he bought Bodhi a treat.

After we'd sipped on fresh tea and coffee and finished up with some pretty scrummy bacon sarnies, we packed up the van and headed for the beach. We made sure to stop at a local farm shop for the sweetest of strawberries.

Sunday afternoon was perfect. Once we'd finally unloaded the van, armed with BBQ's, food and everything that you need for a dog day at the beach, we set up camp at Highcliffe beach and lit the BBQ's. The afternoon consisted of chorizo burgers, stone skimming, ambles along the beach, wedding plans and enjoying each others company. Oh and a cheeky little dog weeing on my sandal (it's OK, he's too cute to tell off...!).

We literally had such a wonderful weekend, and both felt a little sad heading back home. It's funny how I've only met Rosie a handful of times, and Matt and Tom hadn't even met, yet somehow last weekend felt like we were just catching up with old friends (not literally old, Rosie!). We did try our hardest to move in - I had my bags full! But instead we're already planning when the next adventure will be up our way. 
It really was an ideal way to spend a weekend.
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