As soon as I plan a holiday I find it necessary to stock up on sunglasses. The fact that I already have an obscene amount in my possession doesn’t seem to stop me. I’m an animal.
Let me tell you about the best forty quid I ever spent. Technically it’s £80 but stay with me…
Two weeks up until our flight I was having daily issues with my IBS. I was stressed, tired and constantly chasing my tail to make sure I’d ticked everything off my to-do lists. Yes, I had plural lists. It was a shite time.
July rocked and rocked and rocked. Multiple times. Here are my highlights.
Portugal. We came, we saw, we drank sangria, we conquered. All for my auntie’s 60th birthday celebrations. Here are some of my favourite snaps…
I’m after a kimono that can multitask. It has to be thin enough to be thrown on over anything, is long enough to cover my lardy arse, is bold and bright and be a reasonable price.
I’m off on holiday in a couple of months and figured it was about time I share my tips for travelling abroad with IBS. From tips to get you through your flight, to remembering to learn the phrase “where’s the bathroom” in another language, I’ve got your back.
And yes, I say “relax” far more times than necessary but with IBS that’s what we’re on a constant mission to do!
Let me know what you’d like my next video to be on.