Confetti

It would appear that life has taken hold again and kept me from blogging, not that I regret not writing. My new day job has kept the creative side of my brain busy for the last few months, and sometimes it is nice to experience new things and embark on new adventures without knowing they have to be captured digitally. Nonetheless, this is a very belated post on my friend Chris' marriage to his childhood sweetheart Laura.

Set in the heart of Lancashire, The Gibbon Bridge hotel is as picturesque as you might imagine. Lush greens, stunning mountainous surroundings, and a charming bandstand where the ceremony took place. We arrived in the afternoon, just in time for the rain to clear and the sun to shine and after a few glasses of wine, settled outside to watch the ceremony unfold. From a delicious meal to heart-warming speeches, a quirky photo booth, a few too many glasses of champagne and a fantastic band - it was a beautiful wedding. The best part is that I was reunited with my best friends for the first time in around four years - my friend Rachel and her boyfriend Amir even travelled from Singapore to take part in the celebrations. A truly unforgettable day and evening. Congratulations Chris and Laura.

The Lakes

I'm all too aware that there has been somewhat of a hiatus on blogging lately. The last few months have flown by and unfortunately, life has very much got in the way of posting anything. The week before last, however, I was pleased to be able to head to the Lakes with Liam for a while. I have always had a bit of a soft spot for the lake district, even since I was taken there for my twentieth birthday. Staying in a pleasant little hotel with chintzy curtains and delicious breakfasts, we spent that weekend basking in the sunshine and journeying across the lakes on paddle steamers. This time, we decided to stay in a little guest house in Hill top, which was equally as lovely (and had the welcome treat of a bathroom with a view- perfect for relaxing in after a chilly walk through the country!) We had a packed few days- spending time walking around picturesque Grizedale forest, taking a trip on the Haverthwaite steam railway and having a peek at Beatrix Potter's house to name just a few activities.

Prior to arriving at Hilltop, we also had a brief stop in our old university city of Lancaster. Visiting made us realise how much we missed it, although I'm assuming that this is the case for anyone revisiting the place they spent three wonderful years. We ended up in The Borough- one of the first places Liam ever took me, sharing a bottle of wine and reminiscing about student life. The week was fantastic and made me realise how much I missed cobbled streets, cheap drinks and northern vowels.