Happiness Is… Home Comforts

This week I received a care package from home because I had asked my mum for some jeans. Jeans shopping is the worst kind of shopping and now I have found New Look jeans I don’t want to let them go. In the parcel my mum sent, I had the BEST surprise - a collection... Continue Reading →

Happiness Is… FaceTime

I know sometimes I go off on a rant about technology and social media, particularly when talking about topics like Twitter negativity and the effect of digitally altered images on self esteem, but for this week’s Happiness Is post I am going to shout about one part of technology from the rooftops - FaceTime. Coming... Continue Reading →

Happiness Is… trying new foods

*Trigger warning - this post will talk about a fussy relationship with food* All my life, I have been the fussiest of fussy eaters. My mum used to call the kitchen ‘Janet’s Cafe’ because she always had to make me something different to everyone else at every meal time. If everyone else had meat and... Continue Reading →

Happiness Is… a pair of socks

Since arriving in Australia in January, I’ve spent most of my time here in sandals or in bare feet. I promise I’m not bragging about that, but really it’s just been far too hot for full shoes. If I’ve ever had to wear trainers for a walk, I’ve ended up getting so warm and regretting... Continue Reading →

Happiness Is… on your doorstep

For anyone who knows me, they will know that I have a complicated relationship with where I am from. Truthfully, when I used to describe it I said that I hated it. Sometimes I would pretend I was from the next city, just to avoid people wrinkling their noses up at me. I’m from a... Continue Reading →

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