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HoltIn my opinion a birthday can’t be celebrated or even acknowledged without a cake and the blowing of candles/ birthday chanting charade that comes with every passing year. You squeeze your eyes shut and blow with all the muster you have, like you life depends on it. All whilst making that crucial wish of course. It’s not official until you can smell the waft of burnt candles – marking that realization that another year has sped by. As the cake is clearly the most important element of the day, me and my best friend decided to make a little field trip to get one. We headed up the coast to our destination of Holt in North Norfolk, wherein lies Byfords; the most charming english cafe/ store/ B&B you may ever come across. After seeing the menu, neither of us needed much convincing. Katy ordered the eggs arlington and I got the posh fish finger sandwich which was incredibly yummy. After brunch I chose my cake (a classic victoria sponge- sold in the store) and spent the afternoon pottering about Holt, dashing between the cute shops whilst hiding from the ever lurking rain.

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Happy New Year! 2013 flew by with such speed, that I can’t really believe its all over. I spent the last year in a bit of a creative rut, feeling uninspired and generally being quite lazy about posting work (when I actually did it), but 2014 is upon us; and I am determined to make the most of it and to shoot like crazy. Whilst still basking in the post firework watching/big ben chiming tv daze where everything seems achievable and dreams possible, I scribbled down a list of resolutions which I will definitely stick to. Or not. I have vowed to blog more, travel often, exercise etc etc. These photos are slightly unrelated, but as its the 1st of January I’m sticking to a least one resolution of trying to post work more frequently.  Taken on a recent walk over the festive period, whilst escaping the christmas chaos; new friends were made in the form of some very friendly horses.

134C1447134C1436134C1445Sunday mornings are normally the perfect excuse to stay in bed and laze around, but sunshine and blue skies are a great motivation for kicking off the duvet. I threw on my favourite Hunters, bundled up and headed out camera in hand for a gentle stroll around Fritton Forest. Luckily I managed to catch what was left of the morning light as it flickered across the leaves, giving off those gorgeous autumnal hues. Out of all the seasons I think Autumn is my favourite, I don’t think I’ll ever be too old to purposefully run through a massive pile of fallen leaves, listening for the familiar sounds of crunching under foot.

This particular walk was extremely short lived. Camera in hand I was ready to make the most of the golden light; hot footing it out of the car before the sun disappeared completely. But less than 100m in the path was blocked due to ongoing works (of what, nobody knows). Lurking around the corner was what appeared to be some cute young things ‘date like’ and generally enjoying the mise-en-scene of the whole thing. The moment didn’t last long as about ten loud and  drunken youths came barreling past. Overall it was a non starter, but I did get a couple of photos before I almost ruined someone’s date and got trampled upon.

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Sunday Sunshine

Last weekend in the East of England we had glorious weather, sunny skies and high temperatures. Coincidentally it fell on a bank holiday, which generally means rain; and lots of it! These are just a couple of snaps I managed to take on a beautifully sunny day at Gorleston beach. Not my usual port of call, but on a day like this I just couldn’t resist. Growing up 15 minutes away kind of puts you off (I know, tiny bit insane). However the visit to Jay Jay’s beach cafe soon rectified this with a sweet treat in the form of a bright blue bubblegum ice cream. Sadly I didn’t take a photo before I’d demolished it.