As I came to the end of my time as an Au Pair, I wrote a little letter to my successor with all my wisdom. I’m posting it here in the hopes that it can also be useful to anyone else who is considering becoming an Au Pair. … More To My Successor…
Helicopters, holidays to Mars, chainsaws, and puppies: learning a language is only as fun as you make it… … More Making German Fun
Six months on and the burned out shell of Grenfell Tower still casts a shadow over Ladbroke Grove and Latimer Road.
If one thing has come from all of this, it is that we are stronger than ever as a community. And we will not be silent. … More Thoughts On… Grenfell
Back in November I wrote a blog post from the point of view of my, at the time, seven month old second cousin. Now, in Austria and Germany, we’re sharing our holiday with some long time family friends. Their seven year old daughter is my adopted sister, my partner in crime and my BBFF (best best friend forever). … More Memoirs of a Seven Year Old
I’m a history student so I’ve seen my fair share of castles and palaces and they all have their individual charms and unfortunate flaws. I’m also an avid watcher of Homes under the Hammer and Grand Designs which basically makes me a professional architect, project manager, builder and interior designer. So when I came to Herrenchiemsee, I was able to look at the building with my critical historian/design protege eye and had a few helpful notes. … More Thoughts on… Palace design
Originally posted on The Troublesome Traveller:
For some, travel is not just about discovering new places, but escaping old ones that have had a negative impact on our lives. But what if the negativity in your life isn’t coming from your past? What if it’s following you around, bringing down the day? If you’re carrying it with…
Mary Kathleen, the abandoned Uranium mining town, which existed for only a brief period between the 1950s and 1980s. All that’s left now are the concrete foundations and a few recognisable remnants of town life. I fell in love with it straight away. … More The Town that Australia Forgot
‘Twas the night before Christmas, and near Hanukkah too,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a roo.
The bottle-o had been raided and the food prepped with care,
And the cookies and milk left for when St. Nick would appear… … More ‘Twas the Night Before Chrissy
I recently spent a few weeks with family in Brisbane. I had a great time, caught up with my geographically-distant relatives, and got to meet my new second cousin. While I fell in love with her immediately, I kind of wondered what her first impressions were of me… … More Memoirs of a Seven Month Old