Hello..! I thought it was probably necessary at this point to explain a little about what our current ‘project’ involves. I’ll try to keep it concise and non-boring, but if you do get bored – just click the video tab, or read some rum-riddled rhymes.. take your mind off it 😉 My name’s Bex. I’m a…
The Birth of ‘Anna Quay’
So we moved into the boat this weekend, got the taps working, got the engine started, had a few dramas but fixed them right up with, mostly, lots of laughs. We got a local duck to take a picture of us for you. The fridge is not yet in working order, so – being the…
Week One – Making it ‘Home’
So I left work.. drank lots of lager, gave lots of hugs.. (got lots of hugs).. Things were good! Saturday morning I won a tenner on a scratch card.. JOY!! 🙂 We went to Cardiff to celebrate Mum’s birthday with everyone. Mum had spent the past few weeks sewing us some brand new curtains for…
May The Freedom Commence..
I have done with the day job! It ended on Friday, albeit with a pretty emotional goodbye to a great group of people. (We will keep in touch. I will make sure of it.) No longer being employed.. I think it has started to sink in.. I realised I do not have to work out…
Whispered
I wouldn’t pull the grass up from the ground, if I were you Or if you must; please not because you should. I want to live up here among these clouds, where all we do Is dream alot, and know that we are good.
You and everybody else
We are all different because we are all a culmination of different pasts – we are a product of what we have been through. That is all.
Change is Good
Time to move out and move on and see what happens.. This is the longest I have lived in a house that wasn’t my Mums. Three years (pretty much) at Manor Rd. Four weeks now to minimalise the amount of ‘stuff’ I have. Turns out I don’t actually have that much stuff. I have alot of crap,…
Home..?
I wake up with these thoughts of a place that feels like home I can’t ever find it in my waking life I don’t know what it looks like, or Sounds like or smells like I just know it feels more familiar than anything else. I’ve been there, and.. one day I will go…
Day Dreaming
Through the pale grey tunnel, to the sea Write your every sad thought down for me. I will put it back there WiTh My MaD; Neither one of us should be so sad. Underneath a sun that doesn’t shine; Suddenly we’re done before our time. Yours is one that listens not but speaks.. Mine…
Back in Black
Since the return to office clothes and daytimes spent copying data from paper to PC – I’ve had less time to finish new material. Have instead been listening and reading and thinking (far too much) I sent my covers to Portishead and Micah P Hinson. I haven’t heard back yet, but.. I’m pretty flexible if…
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