the town I moved to when I was nine years old. a town where I spent most of my life and experienced so many things.

I don’t feel any connection to it. my family still live there and I think of them often, but when I’m gone I don’t miss that town at all.

I went out to airdrie earlier this week to see my dad and his family - his new wife, his new son, my grandparents and my uncle.

It’s been a weird week.


I’m not ready for this summer to be over. it’s been a real busy few months and every day seems to be different than the last.

I really feel like an adult now, which is such a surreal thought. when I was younger I couldn’t even imagine what I’d be like in my twenties, and now I’m twenty seven.

I took a walk around Glasgow tonight and I know I’ll miss it when I move through to Edinburgh, but hopefully this move will help me learn a little more about who I’ve grown up to be.

so here’s to new adventures and growing up.


my three sort of sisters

these girls are such a hugely influential part of my life, I don’t think I would be half the person I am without their friendship.

ally is already halfway around the world in Australia, and I’ll be moving to Edinburgh soon leaving laura & rachel behind in glasgow.

thankfully I know no matter how far apart we all are - they are always close by.