Lionheart Three Cover <3

I love this so, so much!

Hurrah! What do you think? *Superstars* = Photography by: Denise Bovee, illustration by Gemma Milly and typography by Holly Giblin. Concept dreamt up by myself and Gem through a bazillion emails, mood boards and excitable banter. I love it very much.

Oh and the adventures in store, printed onto the thick pages of Lionheart Magazine issue three. In the magazine you’ll find interviews, photography, craft, stories, illustration, baking and wild adventures, that will hopefully inspire with the magic of possibility. Adventure, I have discovered, is an intriguing subject and one that means something different to every individual. Love, marriage, road trips, birth, kids, making, baking, LIONS, house buying, travel, story telling and just really, really relaxing. Imagination and creativity on each page, but pure honest truth running through it. A lion’s roar.

Buy your copy, here.

Oxjam Bristol


Last year I was the PR and Marketing co-ordinator for Oxjam Bristol, and together with a great team, we raised thousands of £s for Oxfam. This year – last year’s Production Co-ordinator, Rich – has taken on the role of Manager and he’s been doing a mighty fine job. Even dying his wonderful locks, bright pink. The team sound super committed and the line up looks fab – Emily Teague is a fave – so if you are around this Saturday, in Bristol, pop along! (details, here)

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Home from work, plunging my bike (get me in the wrong mood and it can be a small drop, to Charlie’s horror) down the steps, it was raining and the day had been three weeks long. Good, but three weeks long. Over popped the neighbour, ‘Francois is poorly! He’s sitting in our flat and he’s been sick!’. Oh Francis. F cat. Effington Stanley. He was very ill indeed. Despondent and disorientated, the boy’s eyes were sad and had fallen away. I picked him up and he clung to me.

We sped him to the vet, who immediately put him on a drip for three days, shaved his little belly and scanned all parts of him. She rang every morning and I cried as she said she was unsure what was wrong with him, or how to fix him. I had to ‘pull myself together’ in the toilets with a flapping hand and remove my lion screensaver.

But I will not bang on – it was awful, but he is FIXED! Well, at least at the mo, he seems like a sparky chap. And what’s more, Ava and he are getting on like a campfire. Mewing at eachother, boshing noses with paws and touching noses. Ava is pretty much in love with Francis and he is intrigued by her. But barely moves to stretch out his paw to take her down a couple of Ava pegs. Cute!

Our flat has essentially turned into a cat house; one kitten, one poorly cat. They swan around and we make sure they are content. I have to put little post its on the doors for the people viewing the flat (yay, can’t wait to move). Anyway, I need to stop writing excessively over my cats. As we bought them both a cat bed each – they didn’t have one before – I told the sales assistant when he asked if we have two cats, ‘ah yes, but er we aren’t, ya know, cat people’, then was tempted to tell him how their personalities resembled mine and Chaz’. What does this mean? Yeh, I know. Anyway…

a new day, a new year

I love curtain shots*

Well, I am 28 years-old tomorrow and will be entering my ‘official’ late 20s. I am OK about it because eight is my favourite number and it is not 29 or 30, both of which sound far more dramatic. I have also decided to give up on the checklist thing. I accidentally discovered/realised that late 20s is really fun, without it even trying to be. And I certainly don’t give a dime about checking off a list, gaining tickets for the future – it’s old fashioned and limiting and feels like waiting for entry at a fairground ride. No, no, no! Attitude is key.

*When I awake, I find myself – especially at weekends – lying in my bed and almost subconsciously becoming mesmerised by the curtains (I say curtains, ours are more like sheer waifs of fabric), swaying and silently billowing in waves. The flat is quiet and sleeping and nothing is expected, just a new day begins. PROFOUND TIMES, DECISION TIMES, RELAXING TIMES< with monsieur CurTain.

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Sensitive skin – Ecover ZERO

You can imagine 14 months of travelling can make washing the entire contents of your backpack a sporadic and celebratory affair. I lugged around a box of ‘Sunshine Fresh!’, bottle of ‘Friendly fabric conditioner!’ and even Napisan… I don’t know, I thought it was great. I’d pour the whole of my backpack – shoes, bikinis, washbags, the lot – into the giant washing machine drums and read Aussie trash mags telling me all about the cast of Neighbours and Aussie reality TV shows. I used to quite enjoy that alone time, only breaking to buy the odd banana Paddlepop.

It has since become an addiction somewhat. I really enjoy washing our clothes and sheets. Fresh sheets on a bed is simply SPLENDID. If I could put the whole of our flat into a washing machine drum, I definitely would. Now, I have learnt that not all detergent and cleaning products are nice detergent and cleaning products. My nesting has found me swinging from excessively using bleach on the bathroom tiles etc. to trying to form cleaning concoctions with natural ingredients. I have found that bleach = destroyed hands and natural creations = too impatient and not very good at sticking to the recipes (read: lazy). It’s important that we don’t have anything savage, as Charlie gets eczema, ’tis true and that everything gets CLEANED, as per my Aussie cleaning devotion. So what is the answer?

This is where Ecover comes in. We have been using Ecover on and off for years now and are really happy with how everything feels mighty fresh. However, recently I’ve been completely devoted to it. Especially since the people at Ecover were kind enough to send me their Ecover ZERO products to test out. After receiving the package, I immediately stripped the bed and chucked our sheets in the washing machine. Ecover ZERO is fragrance free, for sensitive skin i.e. Chaz and anyone who wants something soft and gentle, with great washing power. As they say, sometimes fragrance free is the kindest option of all. ‘As well as being better for those prone to itchy skin, switching to Ecover ZERO can help to reduce allergic symptoms.’

I was chatting about it this morning with Charlie. I openly admit that I am a loser and enjoy buying new soaps, cleaning bits and such for the flat. He was eating and definitely not listening to my ramblings – I told him what I had noticed: ‘Chaz! Chaz! What do you think of the sheets? They’re different, fresher that normal, non?’ Reply: ‘Err, yep.’ Continued: ‘Chaz, it’s supposed to be delicate to your skin!’ Exclamation mark! Chaz looks at his hands – he often scratches them throughout the night, but they are clearer than I have seen them in weeks, months even. ‘Oh’, he says ‘my hands look good’.

Yes, yes they do Charlie! I was genuinely surprised and high fived my nesting skills – or Ecover ZERO. Without sounding like an advertisement from the 50s, *I’m smiling as I speak!!*, you know the type: I am definitely going to stick with Ecover ZERO. Absolutely not just because they are really nice and sent me my package, but because it clearly works very well indeed. And the washing up liquid is the same as the detergent and fabric conditioner – soft, fresh and works – with nothing to hurt hands. Ahh, he’s so delicate. Thanks Ecover!