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Saturday, 25 August 2012

Here, have some photos ~

To make up for neglecting the blog slightly, here are some pictures from a day out at Valley of the Rocks (previously mentioned).

Pretty view of Lynmouth and an uncharacteristically blue ocean.

Apples and tea atop a rock.

'Avin a sing song.

Struggling to climb down some rocks.

Pixie tree.




So I hope you forgive me for abandoning the blogosphere for a time, and that this makes up for it. Bye ~
Sinead
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Thursday, 2 August 2012

A day of ice-cold swimming and almost-concussions at Bucks Mills


"I will conquer chauvinism"

A somehow feminist-esque pose presented by me, a definite feminist. 
My alternative hiking ensemble today consisted of:
Floral knee-length socks.
Red high-waisted shorts.
Skull t-shirt.
Slightly bashed head from taking a fall in the sea (feel sorry for me).

Love and unicorns,
Sinead 
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Wednesday, 1 August 2012

One fine day in Arlington

Moi moi, 
 So today I am going to have a daydreamy rambling session (the first of many, I'm sure) about a trip I took to Arlington (and, sneakily, Arlington Court) recently.
 I knew it was going to be sunny already, but the uncharacteristically nice weather still carried with it an air of unexpectedness, and I was surprised when I left the house to find that my sundress felt too heavy and hot for the day.
 We (my gentleman companion and I ) walked to Arlington Court and the pretty little church in it in the afternoon, stopping briefly along the way to look at the former house of a childhood friend. Oh, the nostalgia.
 After wandering around and lying on a forest floor - where we ingeniously came up with the idea of employing Sophie to be our personal photographer - we walked back to his house, picking and eating wild strawberries along the way. Something about their littleness makes them so much more delicious
 We listened to some Little Dragon and Boards of Canada at his house, met one of his cats, and then I went home. 
 It was a sleepy, summery day that I am glad turned out the way it did. I even made a new feline friend ('scuse the alliteration there).


Purr, Sinead 
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