When I told my friends and family that David and I were going camping on the West Coast of America for 7 days – with strangers – the reception I got was confusion and laughter.
You see I’m not typically renowned within my close circle as being neither spontaneous nor adventurous.
And the trip was only a week away, having been booked one week prior.View Post
Friends and family will know what a cynical person I am.
I tend to write things off before I’ve even tried them, which is probably testament to both my cynicism and my stubbornness.
And so it was for the above reasons that I decided around the age of 18, that I just wasn’t a ‘yoga’ person.
I’m highly strung, my mind is constantly whirring with ideas and I have a phobia of toe socks.View Post
Your first school disco.
That embarrassing time your mum dressed you up as a giant strawberry – nope, just me then??
Your first very wobbly steps.
Chances are, if you’re around my sort of age (24, FYI) you’ll have each of those moments encapsulated in photo form and stuffed in an album filled with equally as cute, but cringe worthy memories.View Post