So let me set the context for this post.
A couple of years ago, I decided to undertake my own little social experiment.
And nope, don’t worry – I wasn’t going to be parading around Piccadilly Circus in my underwear or anything like that.
Though props to the girls who do have the confidence to do that!
Instead, I decided to stop reaching out to friends and see which of them reached out to me.
It’s no secret that Bath is one of my all-time favourite UK cities.
There’s something so peaceful, calming and quite magical about the rows upon rows of terraced limestone fronted houses, cobbled paths, natural springs and incredible Georgian architecture.
It’s a feel-good city, if there’s ever been such a thing.
And so when the opportunity arose to visit again, this time with my boyfriend David in tow, I booked the date in the diary immediately.
It was a lovely chance to enjoy all the benefits of a city break, without having to hop on a plane.
Often you take your home city for granted a little.
Sure it has its cool bits, but it’s just the regular, the norm and the un-exciting.
Well last year, I made a little pact with myself to really get to know London.
Both as a ‘local’ and a tourist.
I wanted to REALLY be able to recommend the good bits whenever one of you guys asked me on YouTube or Instagram.
Whether you’re watching it or you’re not.
Whether you love to hate it or you’re counting down the hours until it airs, gathering up your snacks like a hamster at 8.45pm so that you’re prepped and ready for the roller-coaster of an hour ahead.
You can’t deny it’s got the nation talking.
And whether it’s for the right or wrong reasons, there’s certainly several things it’s taught us all over the past four weeks.
So let’s chat…