Some Small Things that Have Made Me Happy


It’s been a while since I’ve written an old school confessional blog post. You know, the everyday “this is what my life has been like lately” type. I wasn’t even sure if they fitted my blog anymore, which these days is mostly just a website or a place where I can share my work but I also kind of miss writing them.

The last 6 months have been very strange for me and there has been so much going on in my life that I wouldn’t even know where to begin if I tried to write about it. There are still quite a lot of things that are up in the air at the moment with work, my health, our living situation and my writing, so I have been holding on to all the small, simple things that have cheered me up, made me feel a bit calmer or helped to slow everything down. read more

On New Year’s Eve


I had big plans for the final day of the year and by big I mean that I was going to spend the day doing all the small, simple things that make me happy: picking a vinyl to dance around the livingroom to, have a luxurious bath with a Lush bathbomb, wear my new cosy socks and dressing gown all day, order chinese food and end the year watching a really good film.

Instead I have ended up in bed and will not only end the year being ill but will most likely be kickstarting the new year in the same way tomorrow. It sucks. Especially as I have been looking forward to 3 days off from work to quietly spend time with D and my new presents, doing all those things I haven’t had time for lately but which makes me feel whole. read more

A Little Life Update


I can’t believe it’s April already and that this is the first thing I have posted this year. The first thing in fact since November, where work in the bookshop speeded up.
After I recovered from the craziness of the shop during Christmas and everything calmed down a bit in January, I decided to focus more on getting back to writing and working on my photo projects, as well as spending more time actually reading the books I buy, rather than spending it composing photos and putting up posts of them on Instagram. So while my website and social media feeds haven’t been brimming with new updates, my life has been full in a different way and most of March went by in a blur of work, some much appreciated overtime, photography and a week’s holiday in Denmark with my family, which I have just come back from.

Most of last year was like that really. I had so many new and fantastic experiences and I wanted to write about them all and show you all the photos I took from them but I just never got around to it because one event followed the next. I preferred to savour those moments when I was in them, rather than stressing about sharing what I had just experienced in the moment that went before and while I would have liked to post a lot more, I don’t regret taking time to just be in whatever I was doing. read more

I Have Some Exciting News

 

You know when something exciting is happening and all you want to do is tell everyone about it? But you can’t because what you want to tell isn’t really settled yet and you need to keep it a secret before it is? That’s what my life has been like the last few weeks and now I have some pretty exciting news that I’m finally able to share.

I quit my job. I’ve handed in my resignation at the castle and this week will be my last. It feels very weird because I’ve worked there for nearly 2 years and it’s a special place to work but I am also really excited about leaving because… I got a new job! A job in a bookshop!

From the end of this month I will be a real bookseller in a real bookshop filled with real books. A bookshop with two floors and wooden beams in the ceiling. I have wanted to work in a bookshop ever since I finished my A levels and all through university, so I am super excited and being able to finally say it out loud feels great. It’s another dream I have worked towards making true.

 

 

For a while now I haven’t been happy in my job at the castle. Despite some good colleagues and how amazing it has been to show people around the castle, working there just isn’t working for me anymore. There have been many long days, of coming home late after a long commute and being so exhausted I couldn’t stand on my feet after walking up and down the spiral staircases of the castle and the hill it stands on. Now a 5 day work week will be a 2 day one and the 15 hours I have spent travelling to and from work every week will be reduced to 4. I will have more time to rest and to write, and books won’t just be something I try to cram into my life in the time inbetween.

There are things I will miss from working at the castle; Overhearing something funny on the radio while standing in a corner of the castle stewarding a room; The way the light hits the coloured stained-glass window of the chapel and colours the stone walls with blue and red and yellow; The conversations I’ve had with visitors about history, about what we make of it and learn from it; The camaraderie of sharing jokes with my colleagues over tea and biscuits in our medieval mess room, the walls scribbled with 18th century graffiti.

I will take everything I have learned from that place and all the memories I have made there with me. So I’m just going to enjoy my last few days of working there, take it all in while I still can and wait excitedly for the next step in my life.

 

 

Celebrating 4 Years of Living in England!

 

Today is a special day. It’s a day that will always mark a before and after for me. Because 4 years ago on this day, I woke up one morning in the bedroom of my childhood home and left it with just a suitcase and a cabin trolley. I drove to the airport together with my parents and then I got on a plane, alone. A plane that would take me to England and to a whole new life here.

Even today, I still can’t believe I really did that. That I uprooted myself like that in a way that is so shocking and was so instantaneously; to have everything in my life change with a 2 hour flight. To leave, within the span of just a few hours, the security of my hometown, my family and everything I knew and swap it for a new home, a new city and country, a new school, a new community and friends, a different language and a very different way of life.
That first year would become the best of my life, the most amazing and exciting; the most scary and challenging year of my entire life.
I did it for me, because I had dreamed for years of trying to live in England. I never realised how much I would end up sacrificing when I moved. Or how much I would gain.

 

 

In this country I have built up a life of my own, a life completely of my own making. I sometimes forget that but when I do remember it’s the most empowering feeling; it makes me feel like I can do anything I dream of. I have received and completed an international Danish and English education, I live a shared life with my boyfriend where before I was single and I have a job looking after the heritage of an English castle. I no longer have the social, culturally rich life in London where I lived with my friends and classmates and walked to Chinatown or the museums whenever I wanted. Things have calmed down a bit and while I miss living in London and my life there, now four years later, I do think that the more homely, cosy life I live now is more me.

 

 

I only meant to stay here a year and have ended up being here for four. I still say what I said from the beginning, that I will take one year at a time and then we’ll see where I’ll be.
For now I’m going to celebrate my 4th anniversary of living here with spending the day in Canterbury with my friend Claudia, who I met in that first year.  And tomorrow I will spend me and the boyfriend’s anniversary in London, going to our favourite bookshops and maybe a museum.
And next year? Who knows, I might still be here.

If you didn’t read my blog from the beginning back when I first started writing when I moved to England, you can start right here and read through all 10 months or you can skip straight to the end in June 2014, when I tried to write a conclusion, as that special year was getting to a close.