I felt like it was time for an update in my digital life – I have therefore been pulling out my hair the past few days, setting up a new blog, which is more me and less WordPress 🙂 It’s been great fun, and it’s now functioning (although still some adjustments to be made, so please bear with me).
In the future you will be able to find me over on idajensen.me – Hope to see you over there!
I’ve recently discovered a craze that’s – granted – been going on for a while already, but I’ve never been one to pride myself on being particularly hip with the hip. At least not when it comes to the latest instagrammable food trend.
But, I recently tried out the overnight oats thing, and I think this trend might turn into a favourite breakfast item of mine.
According to the Internet there’s about a million ways to make these. The idea is to layer oats with a ‘wet’ item of your choice – apparently anything goes, as long as you make them 50/50 – half oats, half milk, yoghurt, etc. and then layer the two base ingredients in a bowl or glass (for instagrammable results, nothing less than a jar will do though, remember that!)
I personally really like almond milk with the oats. I make them in the evening after dinner, and put the mixture in the fridge overnight. In the morning it’s all ready to go – just add honey, nuts, fruits, banana, peanut butter, or anything else you fancy. Pretty easy, healthy, and nice! I’ll be trying out coconut milk next I think, with a dash of honey and a few almonds – bet that’ll be pretty nice!
God’s Own Junkyard is a place like no other, and probably one of my favourite spots in Walthamstow. If you’re ever visiting London, it’s worth the trip to the end of the Victoria Line (possibly combined with a visit to the Gin palace Mothers Ruin, or resident beer makers Wildcard Brewery, which are the nearest neighbours – Not the worst day out if you ask me!)
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Am I the only one who thinks time is seriously flying by these days? It’s already Monday again! It’s almost April, for crying out loud.
Last week has been a bit of a mishmash of stuff, and felt a bit chaotic, but in a good way most of the time. The weekend was spent sorting out a bit more, and on the Sunday Joel’s lovely parents came to visit. We went for a really nice Tapas lunch at Orford Salon – We went there on my birthday last summer, and both times were amazing. The food is great, fresh and tasty, and the service is nice and friendly – and relaxed, which is a big plus in my book. You won’t be bothered by waiters unless they actually need to ask you something, deliver food, or take payment, and they don’t rush you. Very much recommended if you’re ever in the Stow.
I also started my avocado tree project this weekend. It’ll take forever (apparently it’s about a month before anything happens at all), but it’s a nice antidote to an otherwise very fast moving life and world in general. I hope it works! (But I don’t expect it to actually deliver any avocados – that would probably be too much to ask).
Next weekend my mother is here next weekend (It’s a four day weekend in England). She’s been here many times before, which means sightseeing isn’t on the agenda (huzzah!) but perhaps a visit to Cambridge, a few gallery visits, and of course some nice food. Hopefully our little flat won’t be too much of a squeeze – It’ll be the first test, and I’m sure it’ll be great.
This blog has recently undergone a bit of an identity crisis, and I do apologise for the confusion.
It’ve been finding it a little hard to make this page feel like home – very similar in many ways, to my real life at the moment, which has been all about moving, and not being able to find anything, anywhere. The previous layout didn’t feel quite right, and there were too many things that I couldn’t do. So here we are, a brand new look. There’s nothing groundbreaking in it, but hopefully it will now be easier for you guys to find your way around the site – and for me! Nice and simple was the goal, and I hope I have found the right theme for that now.
Anyway, how awesome is it that it is now finally Friday? It’s been a bloody busy week in my life, but things are finally coming together. We even have broadband in our new place now, which, let’s face it, puts the cherry on top and completes the home. However sad that might be.
Joel and I are spending our Friday night in a not very fashionable way though, doing a final clean of our old flat, which we hand back to its rightful owner tomorrow. We were rather sad when we were first told that we had to move, but at this point in time, I really can’t wait to just hand those keys over and be done with it. Before the cleaning commences, I do think we’ll treat ourselves to the best burger Walthamstow has to offer (because, we need some fuel for all that cleaning obviously – a rather good reason if you ask me.)
The rest of the weekends we’ll be sorting out the final bits in our new flat, and getting in some proper relaxation. But, there’ll be space for a trip to the gym too.
Have a lovely weekend all!
It’s been a rather busy weekend, full of hard work. When we haven’t been moving stuff, we have been cleaning. Or unpacking. Or looking for lost stuff in the countless boxes and bags. But the worst part of this entire move is over, and I’m starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel. A few more days (or a weekend) and our new flat might actually look like a proper home.
So I’ve already started thinking about making it feel like home, and at the top of my list is getting more plants, and definitely trying to grow stuff – I’ll definitely give chillies a go (I hear they are easy!) and peppers, but I’m also thinking it would be quite fun to give an avocado plant a try. The internet is telling me that this is a very lengthy process (about 10-12 months before you actually have a three) but I might give it a go nonetheless. It’ll probably be a tree by the time we have to move again! (I really hope that won’t be the case.)
I’m very happy to report that our flat hunt has come to an end, and we have found a new lovely flat in the heart of Walthamstow Village. It even has a little back garden with lots of green grass, which I’m sure we will value highly when spring finally decides to arrive (When will that be exactly?)
So the packing has commenced, in a big way. I have made the mistake of packing all my clothes away, so have been forced to wear the same 10 items for about a week now.
The best part of moving to a new place, is that it’s a fresh start. I love getting creative with the decorating, and I can’t wait to make the new place feel like home. This in between face isn’t much fun, but there’s a bright light at the end of the tunnel. And, a proper nice bath which I can’t wait to drop a bath bomb from Lush into, and soak for while (I’m imagining candles, face masks, glass of wine, good book and Netflix – In reality, I’ll probably be bored after 5 minutes.)
So my life is full or organisation at the moment. I’m pretty good at making things happen, but I don’t particularly like it. On the other hand, I don’t like trusting others with the tasks either, so I’m running around my own little hamster wheel of death. Thankfully it’s all over soon, so I can let my brain think some more creative thoughts, rather than just numbers, dates and endless phone calls.
Our old flat has served us well. The one thing I will miss the most is the amazing view over London, and the feeling of being above the hectic city. But, as annoying as moving is, I am so looking forward to it.
Facebook is 12 years old. According to my profile, I have been a member since 2007 at some point, which is scary to think about!
At this point in time, I don’t use it much anymore. It’s more habit than attraction that makes me scroll through the feed.
Once upon a time it was super exciting, and most of us probably shared pretty much every aspect of our lives on there (as the Timehop app tells me – some pretty cringe status updates in there!) Back then, the only way to chat was to write on each-other’s walls (which you then couldn’t comment on, so you would have to write on your friend’s wall to reply.) Today, we have a swanky separate messaging app, that can do all sorts of stuff for us.
It was all fun and games until all the questions around privacy and sharing surfaced, and until Facebook was adopted by the parent generation. I have a feeling that my parents and their generation enjoy Facebook way more than I do at this point in time, as a tool to connect with old friends, while over here all I want to do is disconnect with all those old friends that, once upon a time, I used to see in real life.
I still find Facebook to be the most narcissistic social network out there, and I don’t really like it. It’s all about airing your opinion, sharing your images, protecting your self image. You could argue that Instagram is just as bad, but personally I find Instagram way more inspiring – as long as you follow the right accounts and not ‘selfie-central’ (although some of those can be quite inspiring too, if done right.)
It’s probably just because I’m getting old, and in my old days I’ve started searching for more realness and deeper conversations than an occasional ‘like’ (how very stereotypical of me.) And, I more and more value my privacy and the fact that not every single person on my friend list needs to know what I’m doing all the time. It dilutes the experience of actually doing it I find. And it’s much more valuable to share an amazing experience (or just every day life) with a few people close to you, than 400 (mostly) strangers.
Imagine taking a picture, just for the sake of taking that picture and save it in a folder on your computer, and never share it with anyone, but just to have it as a memory, for yourself. Probably an alien thought to most people at this point in time!
I’ve done this a few times, and feel like I have learned a lot. And, I’m currently going through all the steps below myself, as out landlady have decided to sell the flat we’re currently renting. I’m not gonna lie – It sucks, but that’s the nature of renting in London. Finding a flat in London is by no means easy – possibly one of the most difficult things ever – but not impossible. Here’s a few tips to help you on the way:
- Get in first. Easier said than done! I’d recommend signing up with your local Estate Agents, and make a really good impression on them. Make sure they remember you, and that you don’t set your requirements too high – Better to be offered flats that you can turn down, than not being offered any at all. I have been put first in the queue for a property before, thanks to an Estate Agent.
- Check out lettings pages on Facebook. A lot of areas will have a local Facebook group for private landlords. Have a scout, or proactively create a post with what you are searching for. Be professional but friendly – Include a friendly photo of yourself, alongside a short bio. Focus on how reliable you are, and what a nice person you are.
- Use your network. Spread the word, that you are in the market for a new place to rent. A lot of people in London make a living of buy-to-rent (I won’t mention how I feel about that) and some of your friends or work colleagues might know one of them.
- Be realistic about prices. London is tricky when it comes to renting prices, and by tricky, I mean bloody expensive. If you are moving to an area you don’t know, do some research of what to expect (rightmove.co.uk is a good place to start.)
- If an estate agent contacts you with a flat that you think you might be interested in, drop whatever you are doing and go view it immediately. If it’s a nice flat, chances are that the first person to view it, will take it. Be prepared to put down a holding deposit there and then.
- …But make sure you have a proper look around the flat. Check out the walls, the windows, and the security. Damp is very widespread in London, and it’s not nice living in a flat that is damp. Trust your nose and intuition.
- Make sure you read the contract through a few times. Estate Agents can get things wrong, and remember, their job is to get the flat rented out no matter what. They are working for the landlord.
- Get a feeling of what the building is like. I have lived in a place where the actual building was so bad that I barely got any sleep for 8 months due to noisy neighbours. It’s hard to fully investigate this during a viewing, but no harm in asking if the Estate Agent know who lives in the surrounding flats and houses.
- And the most important one – Your common sense. Definitely listen to it. If it sounds too good to be true it definitely is. And remember, Estate Agents will say almost anything to earn their fee – double check everything, and don’t feel bad for doing so. And never, ever, pay anyone any money before seeing the flat.
Also, check out some of the most depressing letting adds in London here, and see if you can figure out whether to laugh or cry – at this point in time, I’m not quite sure myself.