Hiya, I am Lauren, a lifestyle traveller, writer and health Nerd. Due to lockdown I decided to get on with writing my blog and catching up with friends new and old. I believe we are one world that for most of us wants to promote peace and goodwill to each other, wherever you are in the world I wish you well. I hope we connect and share our stories.
My heart is full of love for you, quote the poets. Our heart has symbolised, love and nurturing for centuries; but how much do you take care of your own? Your heart is the very essence of life and blood. Red with passion and beating with the rhythm of life.…
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Campello Collection. “Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.”― William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream Art – Midsummer Nights Dream. 120×80 cm. Acrylic on canvas.…
Sit back and enjoy a glass of chilled wine and a plate…
Too tired to read this? Why not listen to this article in…
It starts innocently with an institution, a grouping together of human beings. We look for leadership and allow power to corrupt. We become members – friends – comrades – a team – a nation. Then…
I have searched for a memory – Moontox is calling. She talks of two moons in a sky that is dawning. I wake and remember, what comes after grey, the skies have been darker than…
Too tired to read? Listen to this article in audio. French morning sunrise, clutching a white china cup of boiled lemon water, I perch sleepily on the step, overlooking my purple garden. The soft hum…
I love a great salad, don’t you? especially now we have all become so creative, so different from the salads my mother used to serve up. A limp piece of lettuce, some sliced tomato, and…
Looking after guests fills me with joy, I want my house to be welcoming. Coffee brewing in the kitchen and people looking relaxed and smiling. I have been traveling for nearly three years, unfortunately, brought…
Solo Living: Embracing the Delights of Freedom and Adventures Life’s Unexpected Twists and Turns My day had been long and exhausting, I parked at the school gate, eyeing the chatterbox of mums with zero interest…
Ten years of research and a couple of years to write, this is the story of Brighton artist Harry Killbuck. It is a tragic tale. I thought it would be good to start featuring the…
“Get a bike.” he said Fat Chance, were the words that went through my mind. My doctor had just pushed my X-rays across his desk pointing, osteoarthritis he announced, Get a bike he repeated and…
