Excuse our absence. We were enjoying our one day of summer. Can you tell I’m British? Literally obsessed with talking about the weather! Maybe that should my signature - so you know it’s me that’s written the post?? So, as it’s a lovely summer’s day it got me thinking about holidays and how that since I went on my first girls’ holiday to Pathos in the nineties I have been trying to get my body…

I am only writing this blog to motivate myself to be honest. Just as I was leaving the house this morning, I said to my husband ‘I am actually so bored of myself in these clothes’. I seem to have a created a little uniform (which is actually not a bad thing in the slightest) which has kept me warm and I hope stylish through throughout the last 5 months, but like with all uniforms…

I mean, I wouldn’t usually be thinking about buying a lighter weight coat as I sit shivering amidst Storm Gareth (who names a storm Gareth?) but in all honesty the recent spate of delicious weather (pre Gareth, obvs) has lured me into thoughts of spring and how I might need to ditch my winter coat soon and maybe  bare my ankles, hmm? The shop is full of dreamy spring coats right now and our shop…