It's all gone

...packed up, and thrown (carefully I hope) onto a ship to make it's way to the homeland. Now it's just me and a very empty apartment for the next week.  No bed, no television, no seating...just the gym and my laptop to amuse.

I'm not too fussed though.  This will be my third move to another country. You kind of get used to being able to live out of a suitcase.  All those things that you surround yourself with to make your home feel cosy.  Once their all packed up in boxes you realise, YES YOU CAN LIVE WITHOUT THEM. 

Of course there are always items that you keep close to your heart, never letting them leave your sight.  For me, it's a pendant that my mum used to wear when I was a child, and my grandfathers flat cap he used to wear while driving.  Just these two things, THAT'S ALL I REALLY NEED.

Additional note:  I will however be very very very thankful Mr Crown if all my boxes arrive in one piece please :)

I wanna be in the 60s...

Reason one...Blow up by Michelangelo Antonioni

Like so many other people, I adore this film.  
This was Michelangelo Antonioni's first English-language film. It tells of a photographer's accidental involvement with a murder, inspired by Julio Cortázar's 1959 short story, "Las babas del diablo" and by the life of London photographer David Bailey.

Fashion, Photography, Sex, Murder, LOVE IT.

the poster to the left is one I have in my home. 
the poster to the right is the dream purchase if you have 500 pounds to spare

more lovely images...

THIS ENTRY is dedicated to keeping Miss PennyLane amused

while she gets ready for another adventure in Londontown

i'm back

Well hello there. I told you I would return. It’s August and I am well and truly into the countdown until home time.

Five weeks…

…until I fly off with a one way ticket to Adelaide Australia to start a new adventure…with a twist. What’s the twist? Well this time, for first time ever the ‘itchy feet’ are no longer ‘itchy’. Instead they are feeling the desire to settle in for a while, make a home, even by a plant or two. This is an extremely exciting turn of events which I cannot wait to launch in to!

Five weeks…


…just enough time to sell my last bits of Ikea (I wonder what it’s like to live in an Ikea-less house? Perhaps this will be one of the new tasks I will challenge myself with.) Place all my worldly goods on a ship bound for the homeland, say my last goodbyes, and get on a plane amusing myself for approx fourteen hours with backgammon, ipodland and rom coms I never really missed in the first place.


Oh how exciting!