The Eczema Diaries

In this "more time on my hands" period of my life, I have turned to an old flame to help me through... Gilmore Girls. Thanks to Netflix, all seven seasons are available to watch and I am gearing myself for the revival (Gilmore Girls: A Year in the Life) which will be out this November.  Watching Gilmore Girls is like having a warm hug followed by a mug full of hot chocolate and marshmallows. It's pure joy. What I wouldn't give to live in Stars Hollow and visit Luke's every morning for coffee.  Whilst Rory is my style icon... ...Lorelai is most certainly my spirit animal. Here are a mere 10 reasons why: 1. She knows how to live my kind of healthy lifestyle. - 2. She knows how to start the day right. - 3. And what happens if you don't start the day right. - 4. She gives great dating advice. - 5. She's got her priorities sorted. - 6. Like I said...priorities. - 7. She sho...

Turns out I’m a highly intermittent blogger. How some people turn this into a profession I’ll never know - my life is simply not all that interesting. However, I do now find myself with a bit of extra time on my hands and nagging need to be writing. So I’m back to it for now. None of these things are mine. Setting the tone though right? Life is a little different compared to the last post. I am now living in London and pursuing a career in the vague world of media. I am also now an auntie, a fact which still makes me beam, almost 10 months after the fact. As I write this, little Charlie (plus his mum and dad) will be visiting the UK in a couple of weeks and I am incredibly excited. Now to the skin; things have changed quite a lot and at the same time not much at all. What I knew last November is that I was allergic to nuts and that I had to avoid a particular chemical in my toiletries in order to stop a painful reaction. What I have learnt since is that I am not (wholl...

Big slapped wrist for not updating for far too long. Apologies to all my regular readers (har har har – I have no regular readers). Look here's a puppy to make up for it.

Cambodia was the next stop on their wild adventure, and the beginning of their final month.

Driving through the streets of Hanoi upon their arrival in Vietnam, Katie, Aimee and the Little Blue Backpack could barely hear themselves above the noise of moped and car horns. In fact, their time in Vietnam would almost always be accompanied by a soundtrack of beeping, they just didn't know it yet.

The Little Blue Backpack arrived in style into Luang Prabang, Laos. 

Once upon a time there was a little blue backpack who lived in a cold and dusty warehouse. One day, he embarked on a long journey in a dark and damp lorry, driving for miles until he eventually arrived in the arms of his new friend, Aimee.