Picking up my pen again

There are many things I love (more of that later) but my earliest love was writing.

Other girls had crushes on Morten Harket (lead singer of Aha, yes he of the impossible chiselled cheekbones) but I dreamed of Shakespeare, Hardy, and the Brontes. Not in a romantic way, you understand, but a book by any of them could make my little teenage heart beat almost as fast as if I'd tried to run for a bus.

Ever since I can remember, I've had at least three notebooks on the go, with scribbled phrases and trapped half-ideas. And, as I grew up (ok - grew older - I don't think I've quite reached grown up status yet) and pcs and latops and tablets replaced paper for most people, I've still held on to my notebook obsession. I've even made my living with words, as my job is to provide content and copy for corporate clients.

But with one thing and another, I'd stopped writing so much for my own pleasure. So this is what this blog is. A reason for me to write. I don't have a jetset lifestyle, so I'll write about all the things that matter to me:

• all the moments of daily life, including fun times with my family and friends (if they're happy to be in the blog, of course)
• planning - I'm as addicted to planners and stickers and trying to organise my life as much as I am to notebooks
• travel - the older I get, the more I appreciate how much of the world there is to see, and I want to travel more. My favourite destination is NYC because that feels like home every time I am there, but I love other places too
• memorykeeping - for a few years, I was a dedicated scrapbooker, and loved Project Life. I haven't done that for a while either, and I miss it, so later this year, I hope to get back in to that habit
• DIYs and home decor - I do love a good DIY. Even before the advent of Pinterest and Youtube, I've always made new things out of old things. One of my fondest memories is the four poster bed that I created for my Sindy doll out of an empty cereal box and kitchen roll tubes. It may not sound like much, but oh my goodness, it was fabulous!

So, if that sounds like your sort of thing, grab a cup of hot chocolate/glass of wine/Moscow Mule and join me...