Alright, it’s been a little bit more than a year since that frosty November morning that Sunny and I boxed up the car and drove away from London, but it’s been almost year since we moved into our house (those first couple of months crashing in my Mum and Dad’s dining room seem so far away!). It’s been a year of DIY and decorating and settling, but we’re finally starting to feel at home. I’m being a bit cheeky and only showing snaps of the “finished” bits. The truth us, we’ve still got boxes in the spare room that I’ve been putting off tackling for months (ugh!), and we’re still looking for pictures for the walls, but right now it’s as close to finished as it gets and I love it!
As for Wales, what can I say? Cardiff is such a different city to the one I left six years ago, it’s small but has a huge personality. You can’t sniff at living somewhere that’s wedged perfectly between the sea and the mountains.
My spot! 🙂
We bought this wolf print from Illustrate at Cardiff’s Outdoor Market at Christmastime and fell so in love with it that we bought four more – a monkey, elephant, bear and stag – that are all in the same geometric style. They’ve recently opened up a shop in Morgan Arcade in Cardiff so if you’re in that part of town, check them out 🙂
I love our bed so, so much! We got it from the Tempur Outlet store in Bridgend and it’s like a massive marshmallow. Hands down the comfiest bed I’ve ever slept in. Honestly, it was almost worth catching the flu back in November just so I could spend a full week cosied up in it without anyone raising their eyebrows 😉
The newest little corner of our home. I’ve wanted a light-up globe for ages and Sunny surprised me with one for Christmas. It’s now sitting up on a shelf in our study along with a £1 succulent (still alive, somehow!), and an old typewriter that used to belong to Sunny’s grandfather. 🙂
Almost a year since we moved in and we’ve finally found a coffee table for the lounge! It’s funny, I guess coffee tables are one of those pieces of furniture that aren’t particularly big or expensive or showy, but when it all boils down to it they’re a huge part of the home. Ours is made of wood and glass and Sunny picked it up in the Dunelm sale. 🙂
I couldn’t wait to put our Christmas Decorations up this year. It’s been a couple of years since we last saw them because last Christmas they were all in storage while we crashed at my Mum and Dad’s. It was so nice to see them again, and in our new home – where we’ve got a little extra space to enjoy them.
Our tree ornaments have been collected over the years from all the places Sunny and I have visited together. Whenever we go somewhere new we always try and come back with something to put on the tree and so we’ve got decorations from Iceland, Paris, Denmark, Greece, Prague… Sometimes it’s easy, sometimes you have to be a little inventive about it – like this year, we brought a wooden banana key-chain back from Madeira and turned it into a decoration. It’s our own little Christmas tradition, and it’s nice to getting the decorations out every year and reminiscing about all the places we’ve been together. 🙂
Sunny’s family are arriving today so Christmas has officially begun in our house – I can’t wait to eat all the food and binge on all the Christmas films (with my hand firmly planted in a tin of Roses). Nadolig Llawen, everyone! Merry Christmas! See you on the other side 😉
It’s been a looooong slog, but our garden finally looks like a garden. Four months ago our back door opened out onto a very muddy slope. And when I say mud, I mean sludge. Sludgy, sticky, wellie-sucking mud. We dug at it, raked at it, rotivated it until our backs were sore… and then we kind of gave in and hired a builder to help because we didn’t really know how to tackle it in the end. But now we’ve actually got borders with flowers that actually growing (lots of Dahlia, speaking of which are you sick of my Dahlia Instagrams yet?) and a patio to sit on (when it’s not raining…).
I think my seventeen year old self would be horrified that I’ve turned into one of those garden gnomes – but I don’t care. These days, more and more, I feel like I need to be outside. There’s just something I love about walking bare-footed on grass, getting mud under my nails and watching things grow. And you know what? It’s about damn time. This time last year we were stuck inside our flat sweltering with all the windows open because we didn’t have an outdoor space. We had a great view of the Thames (The Thames! Not everyone can sing along to London Calling by The Clash and actually mean the line “I live by the river”) but, it was spoilt by fly tippers and a couple of idiots who thought it’d be a good idea to ride motorbikes up and down the footpath. Finally being able to just open the back door and step outside into a green patch that’s 100% ours (and silent!) feels pretty special.