I thought I’d share something a bit different today with a video of scenes from the weekend! It’s pretty much what happens when we have a relaxing weekend in London (with a bit of creative direction! 😉 ) MAKE FILMS – SCENES FROM THE WEEKEND – 20/21 MAY 2017 from Laura Pritchard on Vimeo. This is the first video from the Make Films course I’m taking part in, which is run by the fabulously creative…

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I’m a full believer that city escapes are good for the soul. Even though I love city life, there always a point where I just can’t bear crowded trains, hectic shops and busy restaurants. I crave more personal space, less noise and fewer people. Last weekend, I had reached that point. I knew I was getting there when we went to Ham House and I spent the rest of that weekend plotting a proper escape.…

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I’ve always thought that National Trust memberships were for older people. Now at 31, I don’t consider myself ‘old’ just yet but as James and I entered the gates of Ham House at the weekend, we seriously considered signing up on the spot. With an entry fee of £10.80 each versus a monthly direct debit of £9.00 between us that covers access to 100s of places, the numbers certainly add up. Yet, what appeals to…

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One of the things I’m known for amongst my friends is my love of good coffee. It hasn’t always been this way, in fact I didn’t even like coffee until after university. But in the early days of blogging, when a wave of independent coffee shops were sweeping through London, I discovered an enjoyment for not only the taste of speciality coffee but the place offered to enjoy it in. I wrote about my love…

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Going underground is part and parcel of every day life in London. In fact, after a few weeks of living here you don’t even think about millions of people travelling around like ants many metres below ground. So you may be wondering why I chose to visit a deep-level shelter, 30 metres beneath Clapham South station. Surely it’s just like every other journey below ground? As we clambered down the stairs, sirens blaring, I was…

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