It is a life less ordinary. Yoga while you wait for kettle to boil and face-masks conjured up from store-cupboard basics. A walk in the woods. A bedroom that feels like a sanctuary. Entire evenings in the bathroom. It is routine, ritual and daily celebration. Journalling instead of gossiping. Asking for help when you need it (and accepting it even when you don’t). Organic housekeeping, candlelight and vintage books. Sea-salt baths and early bedtimes. It is holidays at home. Blogging, seasonal scrubs and board games at the kitchen table. Lavender-fresh bed-linen, fresh flowers and fresh ideas.
BrocanteHome is about visualising an authentic future, creating a home that reflects the very essence of who you are, and living a sustainable lifestyle that ensures the future of both our bodies and our creative minds. It is all this and it is so very much more.
Welcome home.
So where were we? I know… in my last anniversary post we established that I am not a six-figure blogger. That I am a fussy madam who has held herself back with a dose of the pedantics so persuasive it is a wonder Brocantehome exists at all. That I will not compromise my ideals, nor dilute my message by littering the…
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I am in hiding. The window-cleaners are due and they are CHATTY MEN. Men who want cups of teas and plates of cake and biscuits and though I can usually be relied upon for such matters (and there is indeed a mighty fine slab of Parkin in the cake tin), today my ability to make small talk about the…
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On the 17th November, BrocanteHome will enter her fifteenth year online. I know! I am as astonished as you. Though this site has been the one and only mainstay of my life beyond my son, that I should have been able to commit a little bit more of my life to these pages for all these years strikes me…
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To my surprise I’ve got a little treat for you today: The Festive House is now available in the Kindle Store for you to sit down and enjoy with an early mince pie and a cozy-covered pot of tea. I wasn’t expecting it to go live quite as early as it has, so I’m thrilled to be able to…
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The problem with Halloween is that it is U.G.L.Y. In fact, Halloween merchandise is so often the epitome of tat (lovely word is tat!) that I can hardly bear to have any of plastic nonsense gracing my home and presumably, as is the wont of plastic, ending up causing havoc in our oceans. And so I have taken the liberty…
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Welcome to the first of a weekly selection of scrumptious links designed to inspire you on your journey towards a life less ordinary… An Exhaustive List of All Natural Product Swaps for Healthy Families Are you looking to switch out the toxic products in your home for all natural alternatives? It can be overwhelming deciding…
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I am tired today. Bone tired. Everything hurts and my brain is foggy. I have been trying to work. I love my work here, feel so blessed to have the privilege to share my thoughts with you. But sometimes when I sit down to create something that will make your life less ordinary, I find that my head…
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It’s Why Don’t You time, my lovely (supposedly weekly!) feature inspired by Diana Freeland: seven scrumptious little suggestions designed to help you think outside your house-shaped box, incorporate the pretty, dream up new ideas and add new routines and rituals to your day Let’s start planning a little loveliness… Day One… Order a full-length body pillow to snuggle up to…
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This then is your life A fully fledged stay at home wife, How comfy, how warm, Central heating at the stretch of an arm. How marvellous, how quick, The washing’s done at the flick of a switch. How understanding, how undemanding This then is your life A fully fledged stay at home wife, How comfy, how warm, Central heating at…
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Well now. Let there be no doubt that I am the most unreliable blogger you know. I start a new feature and lo and behold doesn’t the universe conspire against me and KILL THE INTERNET on the very day I am supposed to be posting the next edition. Ahem. Yes it does and so me and the darn universe are…
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Domesticity Some days I could burn bookshelves, carve weapons from the wreckage, drive fearlessly past dogs and bandits. I could rocket through towns of dust. I could destroy the sheriff’s good name. Then night slips around me and the bedroom is lit with a strand of small lights. My body admits to calm. I am the same size, but still….
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