The week, briefly

I don't seem to be managing to post consistently again yet as most of my day currently revolves around forklift truck related translations that are rather intense and draining, so here's a mish-mash of some of the fun things I've been up to recently!

My Mama came to visit for the weekend and left me a sweet potato that was purple inside, so I made it into colourful soup! Yum.

There was a beer festival on in Heptonstall recently, which to me was just a good excuse to have a wander around my favourite place. I don't think I'd fancy having my garden furniture resting on ancient tombstones, would you?

This little house, on the other hand, I would move into any day. *Swooooon*

We visited the tiny museum which had some interesting books and writing equipment in it.

Even some old desks from the school!

In front of the museum was nice display of flowers and plants and I even ended up with a free bunch that was "past it's best" but that's lasted all week and made the house smell lovely.

I wanted to show you a bit of what we get up to in the evenings, so here are two videos (click and click again) of the open mic session at our local. The filming is terrible so just sit back, close your eyes, enjoy the music and imagine a nice cosy pub full of friendly people.

The weather really warmed up for a day at the beginning of the week, we even walked home without wearing our coats after spending the afternoon working on our laptops in the sunny corner of a cafe. I got all excited about Spring again and so did all the other flora and fauna.

But now? Now we have this to contend with:


Don't tell me

I don't even want to know how long it's been since my last post. The guilt has been eating me up inside!! That and the fact that it seems I have nothing interesting to post about. Interior design happenings? Nope. Big adventures? Nope. Lots of work and routine? Yes. A few flowers and a few plates of food? Oh all right then, here we go:

To celebrate our 1-year anniversary since first setting foot in Hebden Bridge, we went back to the cafe where we had lunch that day. As always: good, fresh food and friendly service. Thanks Deli, for being part of our little big adventure!

Our local, the Fox & Goose, is a really interesting old place that recently became a cooperative pub! It's just re-opened after the official take-over and mini refurbishment and I'm looking forward to seing what's been done to the faded paint and smelly old carpet. 

Like everybody else on the world wide web, I got really excited at the first signs of spring. It was glorious for two weeks and now we're back to gloomy rain and cold. I can't wait to turn the clocks forward this weekend because it will mean MORE LIGHT in the evening. Hopefully that will mean a more active bunny because I'm getting a bit tired of going into hibernation mode as soon as the sun sets these days.

This is the new view from my guest bedroom. A little goblin has moved in across the canal!! I just hope the crazy loud geese don't frighten him away with all their squawking in the mornings. I know there are much worse ways of waking up than to the sounds of nature but I do wish they would keep it down a little!


Vintage things and a quest for sushi

Last Sunday there was a vintage fair in Leeds (like every single vintage fair, it claimed to be "the best in the country!", which sounded promising) and we'd been craving sushi for weeks so we decided it was time to shut down our laptops and go on an excursion. Forgive my average quality pics, I only took little Lumix with me this time as I'm not too comfortable using the Canon in busy places yet.

I'd done a bit of research and found a couple of promising looking Japanese restaurants. Sadly I didn't go as far as to check that they actually served sushi. The first one we went to didn't, so we had to walk back across town to another one. The decor was really nice and the menu quite fun (I ordered some chilled green tea that promised to cure my liver and my soul along with a number of other things). The menu was very diverse but the choice of sushi pretty limited.

Luckily the starters were scrumptious! All in all it was okay but I don't think I'd go back. We might have to fall back onto Wasabi or Yo! Sushi next time. Not quite as authentic but at least you know the sushi is going to be tasty-ish.

Before heading to the vintage fair we went on a detour to the corn exchange for Boyfriend to test a few guitars. 45 minutes later, we left without one. (and yesterday we went on a 2 hour round-trip, also to test a guitar that we ended up leaving without. Someone's really picky). 

The town hall itself is like an ode to vintage. Look at those doors! And the inside is even better.

The disappointing part about these vintage fairs is that they claim to sell "clothes and household items" but there are only ever one or two stalls with anything other than dresses and furs and scarves. I loved the atmosphere, people were extremely friendly and there was even a bit of jiving going on, but dude, more decor, please!!

Luckily I have an extremely observant boyfriend who spotted this mirror standing in a corner all by itself and decided I should add it to my collection (of 3, now! Wheeee). So for 12 beans we brought it home with us and now all it needs is a clean and a place to go while I wait for my wall of mirrors to become a possibility.

I also bought an item of clothing! Shocking! I'm under no illusion though, it's not vintage. Someone has just cut the label off and put it on a rack with other frilly clothes. But for 5 beans I really don't mind if it came from H&M, it's cute and scalloped and I love the colours.

What else did we get up to this week? Well, there was a bit of this:


Sometimes you need a little chocolate cake and human interaction to stay sane. I've just about finished translating my very first novel and I must say it made a nice change from forklift trucks and communication systems. Lots more work lined up for next week, in fact, I'd better get cracking! Saturday seems to have become another weekday for me. But then I have the luxury of not feeling guilty next time I want to take the afternoon off and have a nice long nap. Actually that sounds so tempting it might even happen today!

Enjoy the weekend, bunnies xxx




Last Sunday the sun decided to come out for the day so we did too. We finally went on a walk up to Stoodley Pike. Not all the way from Hebden as that would have taken all day, but we did our 3 hours of walking in the sunshine (and the wind) and I came home happy.

I would have been even happier (and less sore the next day) if Boyfriend hadn't decided to ignore the footpath that looked like a bit of a detour and just walk in a straight line up the hill. There was a little shouting at one point that sounded like "I'm never listening to your ********* ideas ever again!" as this is the third weekend in a row that we've followed Boyfriend's suggestions and they've ended up being pretty rubbish. I won't go into any detail but just picture a rainy outing to a forgotten (read boring and depressing) village near Doncaster, and a drive to the West coast to a town where everything was closed and we had to walk for miles along the rainy seafront because we got blocked off by some kind of car race. We even drove home via Blackpool just to make the whole experience a bit more scary.

Anyway...this is a rubbish photo but it will give you a better idea of just how steep that hill was and how wearing skinny jeans when having to lift your legs almost up past your ears isn't such a good idea. 

Once we got to the top I changed back into a happy (but very windswept) bunny. You can see for miles and miles in all directions and the sun made everything beautiful and perfect.

There are steps up to the top of the inside of the pike but they've been blocked off. There. This was your trivial piece of information for the day.

Boyfriend on the way down. We used the path this time. You can't tell but he's still looking very smug at having managed to get me to climb up that hill.


All in all another gorgeous place right outside our doorstep. I'm glad Spring seems to be on its way because that means we get to do lots more exploring over the next few months. In case you were wondering, we still go to bed every night telling ourselves how lucky we are to live here.

Oops! Nearly forgot: there are lots more pics of Stoodley Pike on my flickr account right here


Rio - part 3

Ugh. The rain! The hail! The snow? Errr...hardly. But I still think we could all do with a few rays of sun this morning. So I'm taking the Rio recap one day further. To the day we went to see the famous Corcovado statue, among other things.

The actual statue seems much smaller in person because it's standing on a very tall pedestal, but still well worth the climb up fifty flights of steps (ish. The heat may have made me exaggerate a little). And the view! Breathtaking.

We didn't know it at the time, but the next day we would be trekking along in the middle of that broccoli-filled jungle up to the top of Mount Tijuca. With our very own thunderstorm and everything.

This was our last full day with the main group (the afternoon was spent at the botanical gardens but my camera had run out of battery, so you'll just have to believe me when I say it was beautiful) so that night we headed down to a very swanky club called the Scenarium for a bit of partying. A huge and beautiful old building filled with all sorts of random memorabilia, furniture, collections of all kinds and, well you can see for yourself here and here because it's pretty hard to describe. These are my best shots.

The next day we said goodbye to the Windsor, our daily chocolate on the pillow and the view of the Copacabana beach huts from our bedroom window.

Because it was time to say hello to a new little slice of paradise: the Um Meia Tres bed and breakfast (run by an English couple, strangely enough) up in the Santa Teresa area of Rio.

So much more personal and charming than the Windsor if you ask me! We even had our very own balcony with views of the city and the erratic electrical cable system that seems to reign over Rio.

I can't really decide what I liked best about this place, the nice cool room, the friendly owners, the amazing flower garden, or the pool that basically backed onto the rainforest...

Oh no, I remember: my favourite part was the wildlife! We found this little guy in our bathroom after coming home from dinner on our first evening: 

And in the morning, we were awoken by a strange noise that I initially thought to be birds, but turned out to be a bunch of these:

This one was trying to tell us to get out of bed and join him for a breakfast of freshly picked banana.

Stay tuned for more pictures of marmosets and other Riocan adventures!