Friday Favourites: 14th August 2015


I was worried I wouldn’t be able to find enough goodness and light in this week to pull this together because it’s been a hard ol’ time. In fact it’s been one of the hardest weeks I’ve had in the last few years and admittedly my face sort of turned into a slightly puffy, blotchy pile of salted tears.

But then I remembered that SILLY HANNAH, there’s always things to be grateful for, things to be happy about, sparkly little gleams of light even in dark times.

I think Dumbledore said a quote about this at some point.

Oh wait, here it is: “Happiness can be found even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light” .

Good work, Albus.

I bumped into Dumbledore this spring when I was on a stroll on a grey day in Aldeburgh for fish and chips and he smiled at me. I mean, that’s got nothing to do with my Friday Favourites but OMG CAN YOU IMAGINE HOW HAPPY IT MADE ME.

Anyway yeah, that list…


This heavenly little beverage reminds me of being about 15 and off school with a cold. I’m not sure who introduced it to me but it quickly became the thing I requested (alongside Glamour magazine) whenever I was feeling a bit blah.

Chris and I both struggled to eat over the weekend while we were suspended in a state of limbo waiting for the next vet phone call – so I took myself off to CO-OP for a bottle of the good stuff.

I *might* have had about 7 cupfuls since then. Not soz. Seriously Tesco, just think of the unnecessary pain you’ll inflict on people’s lives if you withdraw it from stores. It’s an instant healer and I recommend it for all your physical and emotional pains.



I’m currently working with Kaleidoscope on their new campaign and OMG LOOK AT THIS JACKET.

It was such an unexpected find. Such a true treasure. Something I’ll undoubtedly wear religiously until it’s so cold I can no longer get away with just layering underneath it.

I’ve been looking for my dream denim jacket whenever I pass a charity shop, and although that hunt has err, gone a little badly, this pink version has made up for it, mostly because I don’t feel like I’m copying anyone else – I’ve legit not seen another member of the Instagram club strutting about in this bad boy.

It’s £45 which makes it about on par with the rest of the high street, plus the quality feels pretty damn good. Expect to see a hell of a lot of this fella. (Shop here)



I couldn’t write this post without thanking the people who saved my little fur baby’s life. The people who kept her comfortable and out of pain, the people who took away her poorly leg and made sure she healed. The people who rung us about 754856 times just to keep us updated, and the people who cared as much about how we were holding up, as we cared about how Rudey was holding up.

Whilst we’re registered at the Ipswich branch, it was the Woodbridge surgery we had to rush our little pumpkin to at 3am. There’s a few different Ryder Davies & Partners branches in Suffolk and I legit could not recommend them enough or be thankful enough for everything they’ve done.

Without them I might not temporarily have stopped breathing because I left a sleeping Rudey on the sofa to go for a wee and found her 90 seconds later trying to jump out the upstairs bathroom window. Like seriously Rudey, you’re supposed to be on cage rest, stop giving me heart attacks you adrenaline junkie.



I’ve been on the hunt for the dream indigo girlfriend jeans for some time, and although I *thought* these ASOS chaps might be the real deal, they don’t actually look all that much like they did online, sob.

However, you were all pretty nice about them on Twitter, which made me reconsider my own fashion taste and question the world that we live in – so I’ve kept them. I’m pretty haps with them teamed with this £10 denim shirt from the Primark menswear section.

That’s another score for cheap men’s shirts. YES.

We’ll see whether or not they creep into my 6-items-of-clothing-I-wear-on-repeat capsule wardrobe.



With age has become this overwhelming fear of dying, of my loved ones dying and of being seriously ill. Coming to the realisation that you’re not actually invincible is pretty harrowing, and I feel like my pre-sleep thoughts are often crammed with BUT WHAT IF I HAVE CERVICAL CANCER AND MY SMEAR MISSED IT (I have no symptoms of this btw, it’s just my irrational worrisome mind being a little bitch).

And so this is a little side note to say that one of my favourite things right now is to appreciate life, appreciate happiness and appreciate good health.

I was sent an email from a reader named Alice who is 26 and was recently diagnosed with breast cancer. She wants to raise the awareness of the symptoms of breast cancer and get girls checking their boobies more often, hence the #CheckYourChebs.

You can read more about it here, but it’s stupidly important and her story stands as a reminder that we never know what the world has waiting for us next, we never know what the next chapter will be – but we can help ourselves by keeping in check with our bod-ays.




Last Friday (before all the Rudey drama really kicked off), Chris and I treated ourselves to a date night in Norwich. It’s a bit bigger than Ipswich and has a wider range of shops and restaurants, including Zara, Wagamama and of course – Yo Sushi.

Aside from helping ourselves to copious amounts of salmon, katsu and dumplings (all the main food groups), we also trialled out their new limited edition dessert – the Japple Pie.

It sounds confusing and mental but is a seriously sexy attack on the taste buds and I demand you all go and try it out – it’s basically a sesame seed ice cream in a cone with hot apple dumplings and a syringe full of actual salted caramel that you squeeze all over your cone. It’s like, new level heavenly.

Anyway, the nice people at Yo Sushi said I could give you all a voucher for a free bowl of miso soup when you next pop in – so it’s just below and all you sweet dreamboast have to do is print it off and take it in store.


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Give yourself a pat on the back, take yourself off for a chocolate bar walk, make yourself a big cup of tea or buy the damn shoes – you deserve it.

Seriously though, I fear I *might* have fallen apart and never got put back together again if it hadn’t been for you guys holding me up this week by way of the internet. I was inundated with emails, tweets, Instagram comments, DMs and texts from the world and his wife with support for me, Chris and Rudey.

It blew my mind and made me well up on repeat as I tried to work out what I’d done to deserve such nice people wishing me happy thoughts and healing. We’re all recovering well and feeling in a much better place a week on so thank you for placing loads of soft velvet cushions underneath me to soften my fall, you’re all such shiny diamonds.


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