You tread on my heart with tiny paws covered in mud

This was a quiet, slow weekend spent mostly on walks in the sun. Doesn’t sound too bad does it?

Oliver got a last minute job and had to work all weekend. Wool and me sat on the sofa and read books (well, I read and Wool kept trying to get the best lap position)

On Saturday morning we took selfies to send to Ol and got ready for a long walk in the sun with Laura. We walked for 2 hours and talked about everything between heaven and earth. Best way to spend the day ever.

When done both Wool and me fell asleep on the sofa. Knackered after all that walking.

But, being a dog owner the walking never stops and we ventured out to Ravenscourt for another hour of chasing squirrels (Wool) and desperately shouting after my dog chasing squirrels (me).

Spring made the park look absolutely lovely. I looked longingly to throw myself in the daffodils like  a cheesy ad for hey fever and Wool looked longingly at all the squirrels/birds/leaves/papers on the other side of the fence.

Sunday morning. This monster waited until the alarm went off and then ran straight for his favourite place, between us in the bed.

Ol and me took him;;;wait for it…for ANOTHER walk. 2 hours of windy dog playing in the park. Since Wool is getting a bit naughty we now have to ran the other way or hide when he runs off so that he never know where we are. Im sure that made us look slightly demented but it was fun. Above was our reward when we got back.

Ol went off to work and I left Wool with Troxes. Being the two timing dog he is he quickly found new cuddle partners.

I on the other hand went to North to hang with Ben for his 30th. I downed 5 beers, caught up with my favourite fashion couples and ate my second red velvet cake for that day. Win!

Like a slap in the face I had to get up at 7 this morning to walk Wool in the park. We ran, we played, we almost rolled around in the mud. I was destroyed but oddly not hung over. Win!

Today’s tune: Years & Years – Traps


Its flowers both inside and outside at the moment. My home is full of flowers from rocking friends and outside the sun is shining and daffodils, crocuses and budding trees are everywhere.

And yeah people, its FRIDAY!!

Plan is to do nothing tonight and then go straight out into Richmond Park and the sun tomorrow. You heard me, im planning for an early morning and evening at home. Boojah!

My bouquet of awesomeness from Laura. Its sits right by my face when Im reading so I feel like Im living in a garden instead of a London flat. It also hides the smell from muddy dog.

Yes, yes, yes, this is what met my eye this morning. Wool went mental and chased squirrels (apparently one of Ols dog walker friends told him her lurcher caught 40 squirrels last year. 40!! how the fuck am I supposed to be able to deal with that?) and the park were full of joggers in shiny, new clothes. A true sign of spring.

Cant you hear my heartbeat

I told you I got a bangle from Oliver for my birthday but I didnt tell which one. Its the one I was dreaming of from Damson.

I love this bangle and its even more gorgeous in real life. Almost too delicate for me so its sits in its box waiting for me to dress up and not fall on my face smashing everything i own.

Oliver and his mum gave me this one together since Ol is also taking me to ‘The Book of Mormon’. Delicate silver jewellery and a musical. I aced it with this guy.

Today’s tune: Jennie Abrahamson – Åträsk

Pavlovas, friends and dogs

It was the last day for celebrating my birthday yesterday. Ive been positively showered in gifts and attention this year, couldn’t ask for more.

Yesterday Ella and Stan invited to dinner at theirs. You could say it was the dogs evening. 3 dogs and one of them a puppy (devil dog) tend to steal the attention. Laura also announced that she and Seb are looking at one (its spreading like wild fire).

We were treated to some awesome Ella food. Parma and buffalo mozzarella starter. fennel and orange chicken and strawberry pistachio pavlova for dessert. Not bad having a chef for a friend.

Doggie evening. They were everywhere at the same time. Cant wait for SeLa’s little one in the mix as well.

Lola was put in the cage for dinner. Not like our monster dog jumping up in peoples laps pretending to be a lap dog hoping for scraps from the table.

Ella was training sit with Lola. Wool just sat anyway hoping the get rewarded for his effort. His such a little opportunist that one.

Well, his efforts got rewarded…

When he was not sitting in peoples laps he gave them mournful looks hoping fort hings to fall his way.

As i said, a dog evening…

But we also got the most epic Pavlova ever made. Look at this beaut. I ate until i wanted to die and then I ate some more.

You can see my happy face. Friends like these aren’t easy to come by and I have collected them in both Sweden and London. Turning 32 and get treated with Unicorn heads, pavlovas, birthday badges, walking cards, musicals, pink sparkly t-shirts, sweetie jars, bags and much more isnt half bad (I do see a trend, Ive got a bit of a Peter Pan syndrome and is refusing to grow up. Well, Ill take my unicorn heads over grown up stuff any day)

 I did it! All the candles in one go (good thing it wasn’t actually 32 candles on there)

To keep a semblance of our old days we drank some champagne and cherry beer but the focus were clearly on dogs, food, babies, buying a house and more dogs.

Oh yes, the dogs at the table.

At least I was the birthday girl. Power to me.

Slowly Summer Sighed

Found a couple of old pictures when I was at the country house and felt I just had to save the, mostly because of their absolute epicness. You will see fashion that should never have seen the light of day, hair that you which time would have forgot and the beginning of my love for dressing up.

Baby bro and me playing knight and princess. I like my hair and the way im holding his arm. No way he can get out of saving me. I remember making him dress up as a knight and save me over and over again. He want that fond, hence the grip.

A very nice ‘tree house’. Love that we only got a cardboard box to play in. Extra fancy. Might have to do with non of our parents being particularly handy. Thats when you end up with a box.

Lucia. Already then I was the tallest kid around. And palest. Bodes well for my future kids…

Jakobs face…The clothes… There are so many wrongs in this picture. Kobben must be tiniest man ever to have that proper ‘old police man on the down’ look to him complete with the double chins and glassy stare eyes.

One of the cold summers at Likstammen learning how to swim. All i remember was freezing and the water bugs biting me. And  my mum yelling at me for being afraid of diving. ‘Just jump in’. Eventually I did. Fond summer memories.

Pretty awesome indians. You can see how we are trying to act in character. Especially trouser less. be afraid. Be very, very afraid.

Smatten. All the time spent in here having picnics and parties.We look pretty cute here.This was before we painted the walls with Kriss Kross written all over. A slightly more innocent time in our lives.

Midsummer. How I loved that dress. I remember trying to wear it long after I’d grown out of it. Felt like a princess.

Carro’s hair! WTF!! This hair do is simply epic. I think she single handedly owned the mullet.

Im ending with a picture of my gorgeous mum.Same dress I wore for Jossans wedding.

Spring is on the way

Laxen came to dinner last night. Haven’t seen him since last summer. He is happily married and we talked about the trials of being a mixed couple, where to live and how to generally design your life to make it work. Pretty far off from dancing on the pole in Raffles. You know its a good friendship when it survives both.

Oliver made us fish cakes on smoked haddock and I bought ice cream. Yes, ICE CREAM!! We finally have a working freezer and can indulge in that kind of luxury. I think this weekend will be spent in bed eating.

Birthday gifts from Miranda and Rupert. The biggest gift contained wine glasses (finally we can treat people to a proper dinner) and the slightly smaller one a sweetie bowl. I will show you when its filled with amazing sweets.

Flowers and a grey lump of Wool in the background. Very interior design. Especially they scruff bag dog.

Spring is definitely happening! They daffodils are blooming in Hyde Park.

Images of happiness

Found a couple of lovely pictures from our trip to Fiona in Rye. I want to go back and take Wool, he will love running around the beach, chase birds and then collapse in the sofa. I will love eating scones and look at nick knack shops in Rye (you would love it there Dad)

Look at that beach. It goes on and on forever.

Waiting for some awesome cinnamon scones. I dream of them sometimes. Wet dreams.

Poor future kids. They will be see through little ghosts for sure.