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feliz cumpleaños

Today I received a notification telling me that today is the first anniversary of this blog. So although I have so far failed to write my follow-up post about Seville, I decided that my blog birthday would be a good reason to post.

When I first started this blog I was unemployed and had time on my hands. I wanted to channel my excess time and energy into something fun and creative. But no sooner had I decided to start my blog than I got a job offer! This means that something which I originally started as a way to pass the time has been something I have to fit in when I get a spare moment, which isn’t often! I’ve now been in my current role for nearly a year and I really love it. The experience I’ve gained and the opportunities I’ve been given since I joined have really helped me to develop and grow as a professional. Six months ago I went on a course for new employees, where we spent three days listening to people from different departments giving presentations on what they do. Today I attended the course again, but this time I was one of the speakers. Experiences like this make me feel as though I’m really moving forward with my career at the moment, and that the people I work with are supporting me in that. Another new thing I have started this year is a master’s degree. This is something I have always wanted to do, and earlier this year I started to think it would be possible to study at the same time as working. Luckily my boss has been really supportive, and I’m now working flexible hours to enable me to attend classes. Since my holiday to Spain I have also been really keen on improving my language skills, and my mum and I have decided to start having Spanish lessons together. I’ll keep you updated on how that goes!

When I think about all the different things I’m trying to achieve at the moment, it’s hardly surprising that sometimes I go for long periods of time without blogging. I don’t think this will ever be a serious blog, but it’s something I enjoy doing when I get the time, and when I feel like I have something to say. I like knowing that people are reading, and it’s always a good feeling when someone likes or comments on one of my posts.

I also find it really interesting to see where people are reading from. Here’s the world map of people who have stopped by over the past year:

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Obviously most people who read this are in English speaking countries, and I also get a lot of views from France, which isn’t that surprising as I post a lot about France. But sometimes I look at my stats and think, “Wow, someone in Nicaragua looked at this!” and it’s a little bit mind-blowing. (In a good way!)

So, whoever you are, and wherever you are, thank you for reading!

down at the bottom of the garden

One of my favourite things to do on sunny days like today is lie in the garden with a good book. My mum has pretty green fingers and the garden is a riot of colour at the moment. Our patio faces west, and on long summer days it is bathed in sunlight from lunchtime until about nine o’clock.

I don’t usually get involved with the nature side of things. Plants tend to do better if I look at them and admire them from a safe distance, but don’t actually touch them. When I was at university my mum once made me a cactus garden in a pot, and I even managed to kill that.

But today she asked me to get the seeds out of some dried bluebell husks, so I sat outside and put them in a ramekin, as if I was shelling peas.


The seeds were tiny, black and shiny. I said they looked like caviar and my mum laughed.


When I had finished, she asked me if I fancied planting some bulbs and seeds under the apple tree. A while ago my grandma gave us a bag of old bulbs, mostly tulips and daffodils, and they’ve been waiting for someone to do something with them. Given my lack of ability at making things grow, I was dubious, but said I’d give it a go.

It was backbreaking work, clearing the soil and planting all the bulbs and tiny seeds deep into the earth. I also quickly discovered I preferred to use my hands rather than a trowel. I felt like a small child making mud pies, and soon looked like a chimney sweep.

While I was digging, this little fellow kept me company!



Eventually I was done, and my little patch of garden looked like this.


Will anything grow? I hope so, but I’ll have to wait until next spring to find out. I’m hoping it’ll be full of daffodils, tulips and bluebells. In the mean time we’re going to plant some grass seed and hope for the best.

I think I could get into gardening after all…