Faded Spring

The blue waves are foaming with white, as the mermaids frolic with the dolphins in open waters, climbing through the seaweed that blocks their way. The turtles swim langorously in the heat of the ripening morning sun and the beach goers make sand angels in the pristine white sand, searching for fossils to recapture the past. But it is the seven coloured earths that capture the publics imagination the most, a reminder of a vial of striped sand you were given by your Foster mum who went on a dream holiday to Mauritius all those years ago. It almost seems like a lifetime ago. For tourists Mauritius is the poster child for 'Instagrammable locations', a dream vacation that encompasses ... read more

As the rain drizzles down my window pane and the clouds are stormy grey, I dream of a holiday not so far away, where the sun is bright and cheerful with its peacocking golden rays and the skies are as blue as the mermaid kingdom that lies beyond the sea, where the mermaids swim happily ever after. In this alluring Spanish archipelago the fantastical possibilities are endless as you swim among the dolphins in the wild and dive off a glossy magazine spread esque yacht into the tranquil open waters, where teal green and navy merge together in one magical hodge podge of mermaids and mermen. It's a hot subtropical climate here in The Canary Islands, so it should come as no surprise that 12 ... read more

While some might have memories of Liverpool being centered around 'Beatlemania' and jamming to 'old school' 70's music, for me, my love affair with Liverpool started in my second year of university. My friend had invited me to spend Christmas with her and for the most part it was a magical experience, although we are no longer friends now. We spent the festive season exploring the cities many museums , gastronomic specialties, as well Liverpool One and the beautiful vistas of the nearby 'Wirral' where my friend lived. There were presents underneath the Christmas Tree lined with electric blue tinsel, while the tempestuous wind would knock my hat flying and I would run after it in my towering ... read more

If there is any city that captures the 'vitality' of life at its full force, it is London, a city which like New York, is a concrete jungle that never sleeps. The streets are alive with the illusion of promise, as the 24 hour tubes swing into action at the weekends where patrons drink merrily until sunrise, and the clubs are heaving with sweaty endorphins bouncing around the room like puppies. The days are whimsical, as  the flower markets float on by, while the food critics wrinkle their nose to capture tasting notes permeating from wine glasses, heady and sensual. 24 hours in the big city of London, is an adventure that is filled with possibilities, as you waltz on the London Eye and goof ... read more