I live my life by my planner. If it isn’t written, or even taped, clipped or shoved in there, it doesnt get done.
It’s my philosophy that if I have to carry something round all day every day with me, it might as well be bloody pretty. Right?
I live my life by my planner. If it isn’t written, or even taped, clipped or shoved in there, it doesnt get done.
It’s my philosophy that if I have to carry something round all day every day with me, it might as well be bloody pretty. Right?
but when one lands in my mailbox to design my very own pair of Joules wellys that will be available to buy, who am I to turn that down?
Long term readers will know I’m a country girl and most weekends you can find me, Paul and even my Mam knee deep in mud in a field somewhere. We certainly do know the true value of a good pair of wellies.
If you follow my social streams, you will undoubtedly know that Paul and I recently ventured to Utrecht in Holland with DFDS via Amsterdam. If not, you can check out some of my snaps and tweets using #UtrechtUncut
To keep the posts to a reasonable length, I thought I would break them down in to more bite size chunks.
First up, how we got to Utrecht.
Tucked away on the banks of the River Tees, near Yarm, Preston Park Museum resides in acres of park land.
I haven’t been in over 20 year but with the promise of a modern history museum, a Victorian Street and as many walking routes as you could possibly imagine, I couldn’t resist going back.
Officially opened as a museum in 1953 and rebranded in 2012, I took my Mam along to check it out.
I am off to the Netherlands on Thursday and one of the most important thing we research before going on a European city break is the best places to eat and any stand out dishes we need to check out.
I’d rather eat with the locals in a poky little authentic cafe than sit in a chain restaurant or something outside of the country.
I have a great little European Food Guide widget to show you, to help you make some foodie decisions