Oh, it feels so good to be back at my laptop after so many days away! As much as the past couple of weeks have been gloriously relaxed and indulgent and all that, I really am happy to be finding some sort of normality again, and to be getting myself back into a routine. A routine that doesn’t involve going to bed at gone 1am, waking late, eating cheese until I feel sick, and then starting all over again…;)

I hope you all had the greatest of Christmas breaks! Ours was just wonderful- almost two weeks straight of time spent with our families, amazing food, indulgent drinks, and a dedication to relaxation that bordered on obsessive ;) That’s not to say it was a particularly lazy one though! That little spaniel of ours, forever demanding long walks through field and forest and yet *another* evening game of fetch-the-toy up and down our hallway put paid to that! I’m kind of learning though that for both Jason and I, relaxation doesn’t come in the form of doing less, it comes from concentrating more on being in the moment. Less time being distracted by phones and emails and inner monologues, and more time focusing on each other.

All this was made 100 times easier by the realisation that kept washing over us both, time and time again during this Christmas, that this will be our last Christmas before we become husband and wife. We spent most of the past couple of weeks playing the ‘this time next year…’ game, and feel sort of giddily impatient for the summer to roll around so I can just change my name already! But, in the spirit of not rushing through these exciting months (savouring the moment, fighting our impatience, and all that…) we’re doing our best to not wish away these final few months of being engaged. Though really, can you even believe it’s coming up a year since we got engaged in Edinburgh back in April?! Where on earth have the past few months disappeared to!

But hey! I’ve been sidetracked from Christmas! Below are a few photos from the various Christmas days went spent with family during the past couple of weeks. Between my family and both sides of Jason’s family, we had a fair bit of celebrating to do! Which is fine by me, since family time is the best time, always and forever!


What I wore {on Boxing Day!} :: Cardigan || Shirt (c/o) || Trousers

^^ Boxing Day this year was spent at my Mum’s house, eating bubble and squeak and ham braised in cider and, you guessed it, more cheese! My Godparents were there with their dog Freddie, and he and Teddy both behaved themselves impeccably. Surprisingly so, to be honest- we’d expected there to be a whole lot more chaos! We were proud of Ted for not minding a jot when Freddie took up residence in his bed, and both dogs were rewarded with plenty of chicken scraps. Well, it is *was!* Christmas! ^^
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^^ Wreaths make me so very happy. Can’t we just leave them up all year round? ^^


^^ Oeufs en cocotte, as cooked by Jason’s Stepmum. She’s the most amazing cook and host- we always leave their house feeling full to the point of bursting! ^^


Christmas morning this year, as with every year, started with a long walk that served both as a way of tiring Teddy out, and as a sort of warm-up for the day of feasting and merry-making that lay ahead of us. And this year, as with every year, we were running half an hour behind schedule so had to walk the route at an uncomfortably fast pace. I say this every year, but maybe this will be the one in which we learn time management? Who am I kidding! If we manage to turn up to our own wedding even vaguely on time, I think most of our guests will faint with surprise! ;)

The route-march of a morning walk made the breakfast of eggs, bacon, and cups of tea my Mum had waiting for us at her house all that much more satisfying. And really, you can’t beat a bit of hazy winter sunshine on Christmas Day morning, can you?

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What I wore :: Dress c/o Boden || Boots

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One of Jason’s gifts from my Mum this year was a pretty special one. After my Grandma died a couple of years ago, whilst we were sorting through the beautiful little cottage of treasures and memories she left behind, my Mum came across an old silver hip flask that’d belonged to my Granddad. It hadn’t been touched for as long as I’ve been alive (some 24 years) and my Mum can’t even remember when her Dad bought it, so it’s a vintage treasure through and through.

My Mum and I colluded a few weeks ago about giving the hip flask to Jason for Christmas (Mum was worried that he’d not like how many dents and scratches there are in it, and I assured her that he’d love it all the more because of them!), so we were pretty excited for him to open it. It was a pretty special moment, made even more special given that this is a kind of landmark Christmas for us. I have it on good authority that next time Jason takes Teddy out on a particularly frosty weekend, he’ll be bringing along a drop or two of sloe gin in his hip flask for good measure ;)
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And that was our very drawn out and totally blissful Christmas, rounded up into one concise little post! Did you have a wonderful break? Aside from the traditional festivities, how did you spend your time off?


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We don’t get away to the seaside nearly often enough, so whenever we make a pilgrimage to the coast, I like to savour it as much as possible. This trip was extra special, since I don’t think I’ve ever made it down to the beach, any beach, in winter before.

We arrived in Dorset a few days ago, with nothing in mind but pursuing that illusive thing named ‘rest and relaxation’. There’s not much better than sea and country air for a little R&R, and Jason’s Dad’s house, right on the edge of the New Forest and a stone’s throw from the coast, has both in ample quantities.

During this particular trip to the coast, the sun was warmer than you’d ever imagine it could be, so late in December, and the air had just enough of a bite to it that we were glad of the layers we’d piled on before heading beach-wards.

A few hours of walking and learning how to skim stones and paddling (with shoes on, of course) in the waves later, we left with cheeks and foreheads that tasted of salt, and very, very happy hearts.

What I wore :: Cashmere beanie || Wax jacket || Scarf || Jumper || Jeans || Boots


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A few days back (before the madness of Christmas descended upon us), Freya, Tania and I were happily united as a trio for the first time in an entire year! The last time we were together was right around Christmas 2013, when we (and Lizzie, Tania’s sister, too!) went out for cocktails (lethal ones, if I remember right!) and burgers on the South Bank. Since then, Miss Tania’s lived in Australia for 10 odd months, visited Bali, India, and now made her way back to us in good old England! And in amongst all those many months of being apart, Freya went off to Bermuda and got herself married to the darling Adam, I gained my very own soon-to-be husband, and so really, we had one hell of a lot to catch up on!

Our reunion itself (right outside Notting Hill Gate tube station, amongst the crowds of Londoners heading across town with armfuls of presents) was as full of joyful squealing and hugging and crying as you’d imagine! But then, in an instant, it felt as though we’d never been apart! The four of us (Tania, Lizzie, Freya and I) moseyed over to Westbourne Grove in search of some brunch, and found ourselves a little table at Tom’s right opposite Wild at Heart.

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We met late so ate one of those funny brunch/lunch meals, where eggs and hot chocolates get combined with heartier platefuls. Like that polenta/fried chicken combo in the photo below. It was as tasty as it looked, let me tell you! Lizzie promised that she’d make me a batch of her famous cheese and bacon polenta to make up for the fact that I can’t cook it at home (Jason hates corn in all forms!), and Lizzie? I’m going to hold you to that! ;)

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Brunch/lunch was spent discussing Tania’s adventures over the past year, Freya’s wedding in Bermuda (during a hurricane, no less!), Lizzie’s upcoming trip to Dublin, and my progress through the wonderful world of wedding planning. Honeymoon ideas and road trip plans and stories from the year floated around the table between us all like clouds, and the hours slipped away quicker than we’d have liked.

I can’t even tell you how happy it made me, to be all together again. There’s nothing making my heart so glad right now than knowing all of my closest friends are in the same time zone, and to have the luxury of impromptu trips to London for brunch and laughter and photo-taking any time we like. So three cheers for adventures! And one extra cheer for adventures that deliver your friends right back home to you safe and sound once they’re over, after you’ve spent a whole year worrying that those far off lands might prove so tempting that they won’t ever come back! ;)

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There are few things in the world I find more disappointing than the weather being overly balmy on the day we go to buy our Christmas tree. For me, Christmas tree shopping should be done wearing at minimum of four layers and two pairs of socks and the trees themselves should be coated in a fine layer of frost. In past years, it’s been so very warm and bright that I’ve peeled off coat, gloves, scarves and hat by the time we’ve even looked at one single tree!

This year however, tree day was everything I could’ve hoped for. Crisp, frosty air. Crisper, frostier trees. A bright but watery sun sat low in the sky. Robins landing on Christmas tree branches, and looking like they’d come straight from the front of a Christmas card. The sort of day where you’d like to conjure up a never-ending cup of mulled wine to drink from all day…and whilst we’re conjuring, maybe we could make one that never goes cold too?

We got up bright and early on Saturday morning to go and pick out our Christmas tree, after we’d heard rumours that the garden centre where I’ve bought Christmas trees for no less than 23 years had severely underestimated demand and were running low. Panic stations! We beat the weekend crowds and found a plentiful enough supply, and after much deliberation, came away with a tree that I’d say is at least 30% too large for our living room. I’d like to just say though that the ludicrous size definitely was *not* all my doing- Jason was totally behind the Giant Christmas Tree decision too! Oh, and it’s not the one I’m holding in these photos here…it’s a good 2 feet bigger!

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What I wore :: Cashmere hat {c/o Brora} || Parka coat {c/o Boden- the warmest coat I’ve ever worn, & it’s on sale now too!} || Fairisle jumper || Tartan scarf || Jeans || Hunters

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We came home, warmed up with tea and an early lunch of hot dogs, then got to tree decorating. Jason was in charge of lights, I was bauble-manager-in-chief, and Teddy pottered around us trying to eat stray branch cuttings and making surprise lick attacks on our faces whenever we crouched down to his level to tinker with the tree.

Info- we made a call and went ribbon-free this year. I know. It’s been a pretty major decision making process ;) The ribbon’s not been put to waste though- I used it to make a simple garland for the stairs, along with the baubles that were left over after decorating the tree.

And here she is!


There’s nothing quite like the glow of Christmas tree lights, is there?

Merry-less-than-a-week-to-go everyone!

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