It’s amazing how fast time flies. It only feels like we moved into the new house yesterday, yet it’s already been five days. Five days of manic packing, moving, cleaning, more moving, and heaps of unpacking.
It’s nowhere near done. I think it will probably be several weeks before we’re completely unpacked and settled in, but I don’t mind. It’s nice to just sit back, breathe and relax, enjoying the new house, the new scenery, the new atmosphere.
I also can’t quite believe that it’s Autumn already. The leaves are changing, autumnal vegetables are showing up in the shops, Halloween decorations have begun to appear.
And it’s getting colder. So much colder.
I’m sat here typing this in a warm jumper, thinking I might need to go fetch myself some gloves..
On my side, I have boxes, scissors and packing tape.
On the other side – Clutter, dust, and over a year and a half of accumulated…. stuff.
So far, I seem to be winning the battle. Though that’s difficult to see right now, with boxes blotting out the light from the windows, and piles of “things” gathered in every corner, waiting to be sorted. Waiting to strike.
Moving house really can feel like an up-hill battle at times. Every single thing that you own is dragged out of the dark depths in which it’s hidden for who-knows how long, piled up in heaps and boxes to stare you in the face, making you ask yourself – Why on earth did I keep That? Where did that come from? Do I need this?
In the face of all of this chaos, you become ruthless. Throwing away things that once, a long time ago, you had some reason to keep that now alludes you. It’s not only a battle with your house and your possessions, but a battle with yourself. As you try to cut down the never-ending mountain of boxes that need to be moved…
Sometimes, you can really take things for granted. The quiet stillness you get when you have the house all to yourself. Being able to wander around in the middle of the night, to nip and grab a drink at any hour (without fear of waking anyone up!). Snuggling up on the sofa with your loved one, watching a film together. Under a duvet perhaps if it’s cold, with delicious food and maybe popcorn. These are things that happen all of the time, yet you never really stop to think about them.
This may be an alien notion to some, but I’m actually not the biggest fan of ice cream. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I do like the stuff. But I generally find it’s a bit too rich for me. One or two bites and I’m done! Now sorbet on the other hand, I rather love.
Light, fruity and refreshing, what’s not to like? My favourite simple-sorbet is simply freeze raspberries and sliced peaches, and then blend them together.
Simple, sweet, and good for you too!
On my recent trip to Brighton, when I asked around for places I had to visit, one place which popped up was Boho Gelato, where we were told we could get some really nice vegan sorbets…
When I was planning my partners trip away, I did a lot of research into places to stay. My first thought was to find a nice hostel. I’ve stayed in a few during various trips, and most of them have been quite nice (only one that I didn’t like, but I shan’t go into details there!). The only trouble with hostels though, is quite often you have to share your room with strangers. For a research trip to London for a uni project, that’s not too bad. But for a birthday special treat? Not so nice!
So I contacted the Lovely Jo Jo of Vegan in Brighton to ask her if she had any suggestions of veggie-friendly B&B’s or Hotels, and she suggested I look into a place called Paskins!