Until last year Alma de Cuba wasn’t even on my radar, mainly because it’s located on Seel Street and 99% of the time when I’m there I’m bleary eyed and making a beeline for Peacock at 1am. Last Valentine’s Day though my oh so romantic other half booked us a table there and a whole new love affair began. We recently headed back to sample their new summer menu and I can confirm our budding relationship is still going strong.
Before you get stuck into this post there’s something you should know about me. For years I have dubbed myself a lover of winter and hater of summer. Being pale and ever so slightly ginger means that me and heat just don’t go well together. Give me a cosy blanket in autumn any day. This year though a change has occurred. Whilst I’m still an autumn/winter fangirl I’ve been itching for summer. My evenings have been spent pining for a beer garden and my sunglasses have been sat ready to go. Who knows why, maybe I’ve had too many Kopparberg’s, but I am so ready for some sunshine.
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Finding the perfect gift for a loved one is in fact a task I find thoroughly enjoyable. I know a lot of people dread having to hunt down a birthday present, these are also the same people who stick to the humble gift voucher every year, but not me. I thrive on it. The main reason is because I love seeing the look on someone’s face when I get them a gift that is just so ‘them.’ If you tend to veer towards present disasters, then these fail safe tips will ensure people remember your gift long after the big day.
I’ve always been weirdly fascinated by twins and spent my childhood wishing I had an identical twin sister as a sidekick. After reading Guilt though I can’t help but feel glad to be an only child…
I have always been a gal with a plan. I pride myself on my organisation and planning skills and be it a holiday, a birthday or my whole blummin’ life; I will ALWAYS have a plan. I live my life knowing exactly what I’m doing every day of the week, right down to what day I’m doing my laundry and when I’ve set aside time to binge-watch Dynasty on Netflix. It’s structured and meticulous and that’s just the way I like it. Lately though, I’ve started to realise maybe it’s time some of my best made plans were ripped to shreds.
I don’t think it’s much of a secret that I bloody love living in Liverpool. I’m now approaching the fifth anniversary since I packed my bags and moved up north and boy have I never looked back. Considering both my day job and my blog are dedicated to the fabled home of The Beatles it’s a good job I can’t see myself getting bored of it any time soon. There are very few places that could ever lure me away (I mean a gal couldn’t say no to New York or Sydney) and here’s why Liverpool will always have my heart.
When I went home for Mother’s Day I think my Mum thought we would spend some quality time together. What she got instead was a daughter who couldn’t tear herself away from her book. The Rebel was said book. I started this on the train home on the Friday and finished it on the train back on the Monday and that was despite my best attempts to make it last as long as possible.