I dream of windswept moors and rolling hills.

Believe me when I say that I have days where I long for home, for a slice of sanity in the middle of it all. Not that my life is any more stressed out or unusual than others. It’s just that this year marks 13 years since I packed my bags and left and I’m kind of […]

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I have writer’s block.

I am a communicator. Full stop. I love anything and everything I can read, listen to and interpret as I wish. Music, books or  even how people talk. I sometimes think I have so many different voices in my head I’m not so sure which one to listen to. The rational me who functions very […]

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Handwriting is an unknown art form

And a rarity these days with computers and iPads, mobiles and emails. No one writes anymore. Me included. Until today. I’ve always wanted to write a book. About life, all the experiences I’ve been through. About friends, travels and love and hate. My love for food, for life, for warm cinnamon buns and cold milk. […]

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