Today we are taking a trip to the Midlands of Natal to meet another lovely blogger – Keri who writes about her life in this beautiful part of the country over at Midlands Musings. I recently discovered her blog by following a link via Twitter to a post she wrote about her all-time fave books (linked to below) and really enjoyed getting lost in her thoughts. I’m sure you will too!
Drugs are bad – don’t do them ever, not even the tame ones. They make you lazy, selfish, boring and arrogant.
Your mother loves you the most.
Fashion magazines are a waste of money and make you feel inadequate – spend that cash on a good internet connection rather – there are so many beautiful things and real, inspiring people to see out there.
You are far stronger than you imagine.
My husband – so much so that my heart aches at the thought of ever not having him around.
Lying on the beach with no immediate plans other than to read a good book.
My family – in all their glory and weirdness.
Durban, the Sharks, Zululand, the Drakensburg Mountains and the rolling green hills of the Midlands – I really do live in the prettiest area and am very blessed to do so.
Food and wine. My husband has a restaurant and is a chef. He has introduced me to so many exciting tastes – eternally grateful. My waistline – not so much!
Animals – they make life so much better. In particular, my Lulu, Jesse, Milla and Abbey.
People who think I’m funny – they’re my best. Laugh at my jokes and we’re mates for life.
Words and the amazing way you can change the world with them.
I read everything and I will read anywhere. On the toilet. In the bath. At boring dinner parties. I’m book obsessed and recently wrote a post about my top ten novels.
To be able to make a living by doing what I love the most: writing.
A 4×4 for the bumpy dirt road to our farm.
Onesies – they are my new obsession. Currently looking for one with grip feet, a bumflap and a hoodie – the trifecta of onesies!
Black skinny jeans which are now grey. Seriously I wear them almost every single day and only wash them when it starts becoming a little unhygienic.
Desperately seeking the perfect fitting leather jacket… for the third winter in a row.
New front teeth (a drunken Jacuzzi accident at university resulted in me losing my perfect front pearlers. Saddest day of my life)
To believe in myself.
Images: Keri Bainsborough