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Annie Bishop
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Have you ever walked into a hotel after hours of travelling and instantly thought; wow, this place gets me?

Well, from the ice cream aesthetics to the shiny gold cocktail making accessories in our studio apartment, that was my first thought upon entering Eden Locke in Edinburgh’s New Town. Insta-HEAVEN.

Extremely community-focussed, Eden Locke isn’t just a place to stay. It’s a space for visitors of all cultures to come together over coffee, fine wines, yoga sessions, acoustic nights and the love of exploring somewhere new.
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Man, these years really do fly by don’t they?

To say this year was a rollercoaster would be an understatement, jam-packed full of many highs and accompanying lows, laughs and tears, and a horde of new experiences.

It’s so easy to get caught up in the whole ‘new year new me’ mantra and be raring to go to start the new year afresh, with new goals and new adventures to tick off your bucket list, eager to brush the past year under the rug and move on with life. It’s never really until you take the time to reflect on everything you’ve done to really appreciate what a whirlwind it’s been, and what you’ve achieved.

So without further adieu, here comes my highlight reel…
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When I first started this little blog, it was in the midst of quitting my job and heading off to see some of the world and live a much more glam globetrotter life. Or seemingly so.

Two years later, I’m back in a full-time job, shacked up in a city a stone’s throw from where I grew up.

I’m living the settled life that I ran from then, and couldn’t feel more different about it.
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A couple of months ago I finally headed up north to Manchester after crushing hard on many Manc ladies Instagram feeds – and it didn’t take long before I too wanted to move to the bustling city. In fact, it took about three seconds from walking through the front door of Laura’s super stylish apartment to fully convince me of this.

Located a short tram ride away from the city centre in the uber cute West Didsbury, in amongst leafy streets and independent cafes, was this hidden gem…
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Over the course of this blog, I’ve lived in Wales, moved to work in London, quit to go travelling, had a summer of festivalling, and scurried back to Wales again. It’s been an eventful couple of years, and I have to admit that coming back to the Motherland has definitely meant a homecoming to a slower pace of living.

But even though I’ve lived a stone’s throw away from the Welsh capital for most of my life, it’s exciting to have a flat to come home to right in the thick of things (that’s not shared with four other personalities), and time to explore the ins-and-outs of a new city in my own time.

Cardiff may not be far from home, and I’ve walked these streets a thousand times, but it’s surprising what you can find when you’ve got time to dig a little deeper.
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Nestled away down a leafy street in Fishponds, Bristol, is the charming brainchild of artist Sadie Spikes: The Curious Cabinet guesthouse.

Doubling as Sadie’s personal studio and gallery, this is not a B&B as you know it…
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It doesn’t take a genius to figure out that I’m a huge fan of Germany, the bratwurst, the culture, the history, the bratwurst, the people… (did I mention the bratwurst?) so much so that in the past year I’ve checked out three of the lush cities and spent more time there than any other European country. I can’t get enough!

So when my itchy feet carried me back recently to potter about Frankfurt, I stumbled across an absolute gem in The Goldman, a member of the 25hours hotel family. An Aladdin’s Cave of plush beds, quirky deco, and jewel-coloured guest rooms, when I wasn’t fully taking advantage of my comfy comfy sleeping quarters, I was hopping out the lift on every floor to see what brightly-coloured haven I’d find next.
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I don’t know what it is about January, but every year it rolls around with a familiar feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach (mashed up with all dat Crimbo choc).

Because while seemingly everyone else in the world is out moulding their version of a ‘new me’ and pushing out resolutions all over the shop, I always get the same unsettling feeling, which I hate to say can only be described as a seeeeeerious case of CBA. To those not yet fluent in acronyms, that my friends, is a big fat Can’t Be Arsed.

Here's my tips for staying motivated, as well as a chance to win some sweet loot!
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I don’t know what it is about January, but every year it rolls around with a familiar feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach (mashed up with all dat Crimbo choc).

Because while seemingly everyone else in the world is out moulding their version of a ‘new me’ and pushing out resolutions all over the shop, I always get the same unsettling feeling, which I hate to say can only be described as a seeeeeerious case of CBA. To those not yet fluent in acronyms, that my friends, is a big fat Can’t Be Arsed.

Here's my tips for staying motivated, as well as a chance to win some sweet loot!
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