I can't remember the last time we all sat down and had a jolly good catch up:  Just all curled up, with our favourite beverage {mine shall forever be a huge printed mug of Lady Grey with milk and a walnut whip on the side}.  But you probably knew that already.  Sometimes life gets in the way of this sweet spot.  My ideas for posts are lately cobbled together on bumpy pre-dinner bike rides whilst blowing away the cobwebs of the day.  I can't remember the last time i just sat down, notepad on lap and just scribbled ideas down like i used…

Have you ever heard of LOAF?  If not, you can read their story HERE. Truth is for a long, LONG while I have admired them from afar.  It's no secret that we rent our sweet little attic.  The idea is that by curling up somewhere littler and less costly than a big huge and whopping house with a garden and a greenhouse and a veg patch and maybe just MAYBE a spaniel puppy - we might be able to save a little of that precious cash.  And precious it is.  Anyone in the same sailing-boat as us will realise how all the more important it is having bea…