A view: Life in the Big Smoke.

None of my family were particularly keen on London growing up; busy, noisy and expensive we didn’t really go there much on days out, but that didn’t stop me dreaming about it and the possibilities it might hold for me.

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Secret Gardens, places and spaces.

It’s an ultimate ambition in life (no joke) to live in a secret house. Not necessarily a big house, or a modern house or a flashy house – but one that’s a little bit hidden from the rest of the world. Perhaps down a rickety old pebble driveway, or tucked behind a row of tall tall trees. Keep on dreaming girl…I know.

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