alana goes away

welcome hooomeeee if i could have any rug...id have all the rugs. lil duo karma karma karma karma karma cha-meee-leeeoooon light fixtures anyone? yes iiiiii wouldlikesomemintteaontheroof thankyou! ma havin a relax after a long day!  Right I'm back! So. Flying to Marrakech. See ya later Bercelona, until next time. Flying in was weird, the scenery you look down on is so different from any I've flown across, deserts and just the way the hills and cliffs and all that are...and all topped with this clear bluey purpley dusty looking sky. I dunno how to explain it, the atmosphere is just different round there. Yep. Then the landing, it was like flying in to the beginning of the movie Inception, minus the ocean, with all the uniform 5 storey square monopoly-hotel  looking buildings all packed together. And all that clay/reddy/browm colour, every single one. So we land at the little airport and step out into this clammy but somehow dry he...

oh my ghaaad so after not posting the rest of my amazing holiday with mum, like, the rest of France, Barcelona and (OMG) Marrakech, I managed to busy myself every weekend with amazing funtimes and put off the writing for yonks. Until now! Getting it together whilst on the first of many working weeks/weekends running together. So! Back to France... I foolishly didn't take my own advice from the last time we were here and failed to book tickets to the Eiffel tower, and so could only get one. ONE. Go me. So, I took mum down there in the morning, sent her up, and went off to find myself a perch while she did the massive queue and climb to see the views. Which were obviously amaze, as it was a nice clear day. We arranged to meet up a couple hours later at a chair at the bottom, and of course I was early and she was late so I got to watch the people for a while, and think of all the silly ways to say no to the people who come round trying asking if you want to support their bogus ...

 this room is so full...lets just see if we can fit oooone more wafer-thin mint in there... dinner for 50 hahaha whaT louvre snuck in this lot hall of mirrors ooo and suddenly my £6 'ornate' ikea mirror doesnt seem quite so fancy...this is above a bed fyi my awesome ma margie gets her bike on hahahaha, now this cracked me the hell up. who let (name) drive the chariot. stuckinapond woops The next day mum ventured out to get us some coffees in the morning, and came back with two espressos looking rather confused...'why are they so small Lan...what is this..does it even have milk? or sugar?' as she tries a sip 'ueuuugh, what if I put mine in yours and you just drink both expressos' at which point I was like maaaaaaaam did you just call them expressos, like, express?? It was pretty funny, cos it's espresso ma...Anywho we caught the train out to Versailles to check out the palace. We planned on going early...

matty havin a fly around the backyard hah

ma outside notre dame the little wooden replica. im pretty sure i took this exact photo last time too  lil ma gettin out in the world! So, MUM!!! Mum came over for her big holiday a few weeks ago :) I'd been looking forward to it since she booked in January!!!! It was so good to see you ma! I miss miss missssss you now tho, sadface.  I got up at the early old time of 5am to drive out to Heathrow to pick her up, and in the quickest time anyone has ever got through border security/baggage claim/customs, she was out! Fast forward from that day (Monday) to Thursday, and we were up again at the crack of dawn to get the Euro Star to Paris. And what a way to go, so easy, and I really like travelling by train. I did nap BUT it was so much easier than fluffing around with the airports. And we got a bit of scenery.  Straight off the bat when we got to Paris mums taking photos of the police or guards or whatever with their machine guns hahah. There was al...

sam comin down the track sophie lookin like a bike commercial the sweet as burner made by ralph dinner! saus hahaha most massive sammy ever, it was like max was holding a baby.  There was a bank holiday a few weeks ago so Sam, Guy, Sophie, Max and me all headed down to this little town called Polegate for some camping. Guy had figured it all out, so we could get our bikes down there (Guy, Max and Soph on the train with 5 bikes) as me and Sam were packing the smart car with all the gear and driving down. Sam had a lovely Alana concert of all the current pop hits on all the radio stations for a solid two hours, car singing is a well up there fav passtime. Anywho, when we got there we all met up in a very Coro st cafe across from the station, and hooned massive MASSIVE burgers before Sophie and I went to discover that Polegate has awesome op shops. I got like 4 shirts in the end aaaaand they're all great. So then Sgt Guy gives orders to get to ...

break time! Over Easter weekend this year, me, Sam, Guy, George and Rory hired a car to drive down to West Bay, Dorset, to stay in a caravan and see a bit more of the UK. Yep. We went there again. With the car hiring I mean. This time we had back up plans, yarns, people on call, the works. We were going for a flawless victory this time. Guy and I went out on the tube (its like 60 quid cheaper from the airport) and walked in like yes this is our day. We went up, and the guy asked me if I had my paper license. Why would I have that on me man. He was deadset like sorry you can't have the car. Keeping our cool and giving a thousand alternatives to his no, and maybe even a wee bit of an 'I'm actually not leaving without the car' moment he went out back and I was thinking all hope was lost. But no! Success! He came back and sent us off to row 3&4 to pick a car and huzzzzah we got a car with only 12kms on the clock. ...