November 12th is a tough day for my family as it marks the anniversary of my grandad’s death. The pain is still heavy in my heart and I don’t imagine that will ever fully ease but that’s ok, because I have 13 years of glorious memories that I treasure and reminisce on.
Mudeford has an extremely tight hold of my heart. It’s where we holidayed as kids, working our way from Caravan to chalet as we got older and our parents saved more pennies. It’s my favourite place in the UK and that’s why, when my mum and I decided to take a 3-day break, it was the first place we thought of.
As I write this it’s my last day in my first year of my thirties. It’s been an extraordinary year – we got married, wahhhh! – full of family, friends and a shit-tonne of laughter.
I figured, nearly three months later, it was about time I pulled some wedding posts together as I have so much I want to share. From the all-important outfits to advice I’d give future brides but for now, a selection of my favourite photos from the day itself. Because as cheesy as it sounds, it really was the best day ever.
I’m not entirely sure how but we’ve been married a month already. I’ve had the post-wedding blues, we picked ourselves back up with an epic party, I’ve made a scrapbook and we’ve just finished decorating our flat with our gifts. Which means it’s time to relive a few of my favourite memories from the day.
July was a monster of a month with several long weekends, my epic hen do and a water fight with a 5-year old.
As we get closer and closer to the wedding, the months seem to fly by in a blur of family time, wedmin and barbecues. Not that I’m complaining…
May flew by in a whirlwind which saw me galavanting in Milan for work, spending all of my spare time with my family and celebrating a lot of birthdays. Let’s have a little look back at the highlights shall we.
April’s been a funny old month that has come and gone so quickly, I’m not even sure I paused for a breath. I’ve had highs and lows, battled my anxiety and IBS and not really stopped for a break. I’ve also had some amazing highs, noted below, because I’m taking a moment to pat myself on the back for making it through the shit storm.
I am a massive photo addict. I’m that person that won’t let you cut the cake until I’ve snapped it, my bunny can’t eat a carrot without having my phone in her face, and I even take photos of old photos, just so I can have a digital copy that’s easy to access. It’s safe to say that my phone is crammed, and today I’m sharing some of my favourite highlights.