What’s my Christmas this year going to be? Mindful.
Friday 26th November, and I’m in work. Storm Arwen is bashing the door, pelting the office with hail and making me wish perhaps I wasn’t due to
Friday 26th November, and I’m in work. Storm Arwen is bashing the door, pelting the office with hail and making me wish perhaps I wasn’t due to
Way way back in September I had a moment of inspiration: I saw Under the Rowan Tree’s excellent Advent Journal box, and loved the idea, but in the
River Cottage has always had a reputation for being ecologically aware, country-based and very proud of local food and customs. I know I’ve enjoyed
Some weekends are made for quiet pootling, just a little shifting of location or a shuffle through some magazines. Others are made for having a list
November is a bizarre month in so many ways. It’s easy to overlook it, given that it’s bookended by the manic partying of Halloween at one end
The Ber months are my favourite. I love this time of year, with autumn and winter bookending Christmas in a festival of good times, good friends and
I have a massive apology to make here. In Monday’s post, I listed Advent by Anja Dunk as one of my Advent books, the small volumes I wrap and give
If ever I go bankrupt, I want you to know that it will not be because of my extravangant spending on shoes, clothes, meals out or holidays. No,
Hygge is such a simple concept, yet I think sometimes we humans really don’t like simple. We have to complicate a thing, tie it up with something
Of course, a dedicated Christmas Fan will have started planning, preparing and producing for Christmas way before now. It makes sense, especially on
I keep a very slap-dash personal journal: although I dream of filling leather-bound volumes with my erudition and wisdom, mostly my journalling is a
Spoiler: The answer is nothing. When I first started writing about hygge and happiness five years ago this week the newspapers were filled with
Sometime last month I must have missed the anniversary of the first post on How to Hygge The British Way…. on 15th September 2016, as it happens…
It’s the end of September and, barring a few days when I’ve forgotten to post my Small Things, I’ve recorded the parts of my life that make me
Sometimes I think life has got so complicated that we forget it really is just the small things that make a house a home. I’d forgotten quite how