This is going to be a slightly different post, although hopefully one that some of you can relate to in some form or another. It’s taken me a long, long time to pluck up the courage to write about this…
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It’s that time of year again. Christmas is upon us. And yet undoubtably, things look a little different this year. 2020 has been the strangest year many of us have ever faced, with surreal lockdowns, spending time away from family…
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Recently, the brand has launched Intiflor, which I was lucky enough to have been sent by the Probio7 team. Intiflor not only supports gut health, but is specifically tailored to promote intimate female health, ie. urinary tract infections, which are so common for many women (and not spoken about enough, in my opinion).
It’s the most wonderful time of the year.
And possibly also the most expensive. But hey, that’s why we love Christmas, right?
It’s obviously not all about the gifts but one of my favourite things to do around the festive period is shop for presents that I just know my family and friends will love.
It’s that one time of year that you can merrily treat your favourite people without them feeling awkward and saying ‘oh no but you shouldn’t have’, so I take the opportunity with both hands and start my festive shopping early (we’re talking September early).
Rather than denote the recipient of each gift, I’m just going to collate my favourite recommendations into different categories.
Yep, I can’t quite believe I’ve just typed that – but all my Christmasses have come at once, my dreams have come true – I’ve written a book.
A real life book with a cover, a spine and 60,000 words.
Anyone who knows me personally will know that it’s been my ultimate goal to publish a book.
In fact, it was my very love for writing that originally inspired me to start this blog.
And look at it now!
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St Lucia is the Caribbean island synonymous with romance, crystal blue water and stunning mountainous backdrops – so when I mentioned to friends and family that I was heading there for a week of sun, sea and sand – there were plenty of excited responses.
But it was only upon arrival onto the island, that I truly caught a glimpse of what was in store for us.
The warm hospitality of the local people, the relaxed and carefree attitude that extends across the island and the breath-taking views around every corner.
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.
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.
Feeling Normal Again Post-Christmas If you’re anything like me then the Christmas period will have left you reaching for your stretchiest, comfiest sweatpants. Because in all honesty, nothing else quite fitted. In fact, yesterday – I pulled said sweatpants…