A few years ago a number of you were kind enough to support me as I put together the framework for a book I eventually hoped to write, and though life got in the way and other projects eventually had to take priority, that framework was completed (365 lovely Brocanthome ideas!) and I have now decided to use it as…
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I got myself in the most terrible tizz this weekend. Just inside my head, you understand? I wasn’t throwing plates, trolling strangers on social media or evicting the family so I could have a hissy fit in the peace of an empty house, but I did experience a kind of muddly, outraged brain that wouldn’t let me sleep and became…
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It is time. I really think it maybe time. I don’t think I want it to be, but I do believe it may be time to pick up the strings of our lives. Not the life that went before, because I hope that I, at least, have learned that there were parts of the life that went before that I…
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When the house becomes the extent of your world, however temporary it may be, it is terribly easy to narrow your focus to the minutiae of domesticity. To become obsessed with perfecting the smallest of things and in the process to quite forget what really matters in this world. At the beginning of quarantine I was heavily focused on keeping…
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It is my belief that every woman worth her salt has a little library of books that have shaped who she has become over the years. The books she reads over and over again. The books she carts from one house to the next, and those she will not lend but has over the years tucked into many a Christmas…
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