Bath | Somerset

I am a creature of habit. Whilst that is a good thing sometimes, like in what products I buy or what train I catch, it can also mean that I return to the familiar too often, and life can get stale because of it.

But if you keep coming back to the same place and continue to discover new and exciting things about the city, surely all is not lost but enhanced. Bath is one of those places for me. 

This is my fourth visit in my lifetime, for work this time instead of a holiday. I know the streets, the spas, the crescent, and the cathedral. What I don’t know is the beautiful River Avon that runs through the middle of town. It was here that I walked during my hour break between duties and the train home, and I discovered a whole other angle of Bath I hadn’t seen before.

I walked down a small, twisted, stone staircase on the Pulteney Bridge to the riverside. It felt special, not packed with tourists but with locals seemingly. It was quiet and calm, and the sunshine made the walk delightful. I walked down to the rugby club and around the river further to the next bridge, fully satisfied that I saw yet another part of the town I love so dearly. 

Regents Canal | London

I’ve spoken about this London waterway before as a great place to walk or bike in Central London, with beautiful sights and a sense of calm from the busy city. It is a beautiful part of London. 

So beautiful in fact, that we took a canal cruise on it to celebrate a good friend’s upcoming marriage. A group of 12 girls including myself boarded the barge called ‘Hidden Depths’ to have drinks, nibbles, and celebrations. We met the cruise at Granary Square just behind Kings Cross & St Pancras station. We had a small picnic on the AstroTurf stairs before boarding the ship and meeting the two lovely ladies who would be taking us around the locks. They were great fun.

The views from the boat are incredible – we sailed down to Camden Lock and then back towards Islington. The locals along the walking path waved to us as we passed, and we sang loudly, everyone in great moods.

I would really recommend doing this for any celebration. We had such a great time. X

Alfriston | East Sussex

           On our half marathon, we ran through the adorable village of Alfriston. Recommended to visit by a dear friend, we already had this on our list of places to pass through as we spent time near Seaford that weekend. But after running through it on our run, we couldn’t avoid coming back here for a wander.

This is such an old town – it is originally spoken about in the Doomsday books back in 1066, and the pubs and inns in the village date back to the 1300s. It is an adorable little village with great shops, a beautiful church, cute pubs, and a National Trust property (score!). There is an amazing independent book shop that sells both old and new books, adorable galleries, and pebbled houses that take your breath away. Ben and I are already itching to move there.

Seaford Half Marathon | East Sussex


Earlier this month, Ben and I ran our second half marathon, this time in Seaford and the South Downs. When we signed up for this challenge back in miserable February, we didn’t really think about it much. We wanted it for the views we were promised to get of the beautiful Sputh Downs and chalky cliffs of Seven Sisters. We wanted it for the stimulation of a training regime to get us back into fitness. What we didn’t want was the immensely difficult course and excruciating hills.

We got all of the above, especially the latter.

Now let me just say that whilst Ben and I aren’t the most professional of runners, we still have what we think Is a relatively good level of fitness. We can wake up tomorrow and run 8 miles with little to no problem. But the hills… The hills nearly killed us!

This was a tough half marathon. But what it lacked in ease it made up for in stunning views of the English countryside. There were moments on the course, when I had my runner’s euphoria especially, that I wanted to scream about how much I loved England and how beautiful it was. I’m glad I refrained as everyone would have thought I was a freak, but it really does spark a raw emotion.

I would have stopped to take photos – but I would have never finished the race. 

We had a wonderful Sunday roast to celebrate at The Cuckmere Inn – a great little pub that overlooked the valley we had just ran through. What an achievement.

Minack Theatre | Cornwall

         Perhaps my last post from my trip to this great county of England… The Minack Theatre. It is a stunning open air theatre with the sea as a back drop, surrounded by beautifully tended gardens and even more beautiful coastal paths. Ben and I briefly watched the famous musical Carousel that was being performed on stage before embarking on a coastal cliff walk towards the Poldark Trails. 

Whist we never quite made it to the film locations, I have it on good authority that this is a must visit. 

It was a shame we couldn’t catch a full play, but it’s always good to save something for next time right? 

Lamorna Cove | Cornwall

After we enjoyed our coffee and cream tea at Mousehole, we wandered in the car to Lamorna Cove, recommended to us by a local.

It was very out of the way by car, and as I found out later, could have been easily walked to from Mousehole. We parked in a small parking lot, and got out to explore the cove. 

Now, on TripAdvisor this cove has low ratings as there is only one cafe and one shop with absolute tat, and the parking lot is guarded by a stickler for the time. All of this is true, but if you bring your own food and entertainment (as we did), this cove is a beautiful haven for relaxation and tranquility. 

We wandered up the cliff face to a lovely memorial bench where we sat and enjoyed the quiet. It is nearly completely obstructed from view, and only a poorly maintained path leads you up to it. In a way it makes it even more special as we perched above the cars and had uninterrupted views. A walk back to Mousehole, and it is a perfect diversion.

Mousehole | Cornwall


On our fourth day in this magnificent county, Ben and I decided to do something a bit different. Instead of choosing one single place to visit, we would travel along the coast from Penzance to Lands End, stopping off at any towns that took our fancy.

The first town that did was Mousehole.

What a lovely little harbour town, tucked away between Nyhavn and Lamorna Cove. The hills reminded me of a miniature St Ives (my favourite) and it was filled with lovely shops and galleries. Ben and I stopped off here for a lovely cream tea and coffee, which I always recommend. We strolled around the side streets and even came across a little jam stand in front of someone’s house. They had all of these homemade jams and chutneys, with only a small courtesy box. I love the honesty of such a gesture, and indeed many Cornish houses had them. So Ben and I walked away with a jam and chutney, plopping a fiver into the box for good measure.

We have since had the jam and it was lovely!

This town is definitely worth the visit.