In the spring of 2013 something extraordinary happened. Two Italian guys in their twenties met in Manchester to find out that they shared a unique passion; they both loved – and missed – the Italian Aperitivo – the ritual of drinking, nibbling and relaxing after work.
I feel like I say this on every catch up post, but last month was craaazy!
To kickstart the month, I got the keys to my first property! So exciting! However, we have been working on the place when we can all month now, and we’re stressing out a bit as we’re behind on all of it!… Read more...
On my birthday a couple of weeks ago, I went to Yorkshire Wildlife Park in Doncaster. I’ve never been before, but do love days out like this and wanted to do something a little bit wholesome after eating out and drinking for the past week!… Read more...
Everyone worries about turning thirty. Especially women. The should-have-my-career-sorted, should-be-married-by-now, should-have-gone-to-the-gym-for-the-last-10-years, only-have-a-few-years-for-baby-making panic.
When I was under twenty, I thought getting to thirty was the be all and end all of life. The way the ‘adults’ would go on about turning that dreaded age, it seemed like maybe that was the age you’re supposed to have your shit together.