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!

Ida x



The flat hunt is over

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.


One of those days

It’s been one of those days where you feel like screaming into a pillow, and just take one long nap, so you don’t have to deal with anything.

The email I have feared since last summer, when our landlady put us on a so-called ‘rolling contract’ have come. We have to move (insert huge sigh).

I am soooo tired of moving. I have lived in London for a total of almost 9 years, and I have lived a total of 8 different places. 8! That’s a move almost every year. The last 3 of those, have been in Walthamstow. And the number of those houses which had no nasty surprises, is about one. I could say a lot of things about the London rental market and the prices, but I’m afraid that if I start, I’ll never stop. And I am trying really hard not to be super-negative about it, and instead see the positive sides to this (ha!)

Another aspect of this is that I despise Estate Agents, and the whole world around them. Rental fees, administration fees, references, etc. etc. They might be nice people, but they have pretty shitty jobs.

So now what? We have really settled down in our current area. I have an easy commute to work, as does Joel (who can walk). Our gym is just around the corner. Joel’s music partner is 10 minutes away. I have already had a peek at the rental market in our area, and surprise, surprise, the prices have gone up since we were last looking a year and a half ago. And also, I really like our current flat. It’s been a great home for us the past 1,5 years, and it’ll be sad leaving it behind for something not as good.

But nostalgia won’t get us anywhere. Time to look at this as an opportunity to shake things up, and think about our options. I just need a week (and a glass of wine or two) to get over the chock first.

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Moving, Holiday, more moving, and some pictures

I haven’t blogged in – forever? Life has been a whirlwind lately in every possible way.

We have moved flat (and therefore been without internet for about a month – Thanks BT). A move was never in the plans, but our previous landlady ‘conveniently’ decided that she no longer wanted to rent out her flat – So there was no choice really. We have however managed to find an amazing new flat, in the same area, with great London views and 2 floors. We’re not complaining (Apart from maybe the unexpected ginormous agency fees and of course the moving of the internet… Why is that always such a massive problem?).

And as if a move of your entire private life wasn’t enough, my professional life has been moved to. Our regular studio is being renovated, so we have all relocated for the summer. It’s all about the moving!

And to make things even more challenging, Joel and I had, prior to knowing of all this moving shenanigans, booked a two week holiday in Denmark, which resulted in us having to move flat one day, and go on holiday the next. Not ideal, but we have somehow managed. Safe to say we’re happy that there is no more packing to be done for a while though…

So the holiday in Denmark was a very welcome break. The weather was amazing, it was literally warm and sunny every day. Quite extraordinary considering how unpredictable a Danish summer normally is. There is nothing better than a Scandinavian summer night where it never truly gets dark.

We hung out with my folks, all the animals, ate a lot of food, had some bbq’s, went out on the town in Vejle where I grew up (With all the teenagers. When did I get so old?) and spend a couple of days in Copenhagen, where all my friends, conveniently, have settled down.

I know that I am the least reliable person to trust on this being Danish and all, but Copenhagen really is one of the loveliest capitals out there (and in my opinion definitely number one).

Will be back with some more meaningfull posts soon!





Denmark4Danish lake complete with Viking ship – of course!

denmark6The little bees had been productive




denmark10Copenhagen town hall at 00.30

All images taken by me – Do not use without permission.

June according to Instagram

June has been an eventful month. Just to mention a few happenings it’s involved a flat move, a holiday, and final bachelor exams. It has been hectic, stressful, wonderful, and fun.

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From left to right: 1. Got our the keys to pur new flat. Such a happy day. 2. And moved in! 3. ate amazing pizzas to celebrate (also, had no food in the house after a day of moving). Can more than recommend The Nag’s Head in Walthamstow Village for lovely pizzas. 4. More celebration, this time in The village Pub, also in Walthamstow Village. Authentic English pub with a nice beer garden. 5. I’ve made an effort with by breakfasts and 6. Been struck by creativity. Really need to start painting for real again.


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1. I have made the most of our new terrace. Perfect timing to move to a flat with a nice outside area (And not just a car park). 2. Wise words. And very relevant when you feel slightly lost and unsure of what you’re actually doing and what you’re supposed to do. 3. More advantage-taking of our new terrace. Lovely, although slightly chilly evening with two brothers. 4. Best. sweets. ever.

for more everyday snaps as it’s happening you can follow me on Instagram @AskeIda


What a ‘fun’ weekend we have had, packing, cleaning and organising. In about a weeks time Joel, myself, and a man with a van will be stuffing our things into a car and driving approximately 500m. To our new flat.

It has been a tough 7 months in our current flat. Very loud neighbours, a management company that turned out to be all talk and no action, horrible mould surprises, too many spiders the size of small elephants, and the occasional slug (Yes! Yuk!). When we viewed the place it was in a bit of a state and occupied by a giant dog and his tiny owner, and clearly we didn’t get a good enough view of the place (And had way to much faith in the estate agent who promised us a total renovation). After having been here for 7 months I cannot wait to get out. Next week can’t go fast enough. And how I feel sorry for the next tenants! Listening to estate agents sell the place and promising all the things in the world, has just been cringeworthy and a true challenge in lip-biting. Have wanted to burst out ‘run for your lives!’ so many times to new prospective renters.

So good bye old flat, and hello new flat. With a fire place, decked terrace and a lion feet bathtub (I has to be mentioned). I am already dreaming of summer evening bbq’s (probably because our ‘garden’ the past 7 months has been a car-park covered in litter. Lovely). Please do not contain any spiders/slugs/mould/weird neighbours.



Apologies for the very uninspiring image. But life can’t always be full of picturesque things (unfortunately).

Feeling slightly nomadic… and in need of animal loving.

6 months ago I lived in Bethnal Green. Another 10 months before that I lived in Holloway. Right now I’m in Walthamstow, and in a month and a half I will be moving yet again, although still living in Walthamstow. 


The past 3 years I have been a student with a part time job. In about 20 days I will be an ex-student, searching for a new job. 

Everything is changing, but it’s definitely for the best. what’s not so great however, is having to show random excited, and prospective new tenants our current fla, starting tonight. Nothing quite so uncomfortable as inviting complete strangers in, and letting them judge your home. I’m going to think happy thoughts, and keep in mind that it is only a necessity on the way to a lovelier home (With a bathtub with lion feet. Yes!). It has also got a small real garden. And a cat-flap. Which immediately made me think of the possibility of getting a cat (obviously). I am in serious deficit in the pet department, having grown up with several dogs, at least 2 cats at any given point, at least horse since I was 10, birds and rabbits. Everyone need animals in their life to be a stable, balanced person. 

Now, just to convince my man that this is a brilliant idea! 





Moving time – Again!

In just a weeks time, Joel and I will be grabbing all our stuff, leaving our current homes behind, and moving in to a one bedroom flat in Walthamstow. Another new neighborhood to be discovered. Looking for places in London, it seems a bit random where you actually end up. This time around we have seen places in Tuffnell Park, Camden, Muswell Hill (of which all were either in a bad state, very small, no windows in the bathroom, or a weird little green sink in the corner of the living room). But we ended up with the smelliest flat we viewed. Smelly, because when we viewed it, the lady that was living there showed us around. And as the agent has warned us she had a ‘puppy’ in there, which was why she was moving. When he told us that I think we both pictured a tiny little, innocent, cute dog of some kind. But when she opened the door to the flat we were met by a 1 metre tall, drooling and extremely excited 9 months old mastiff (or something similar), who was obviously overly excited to have visitors. As we tried to view the flat he was jumping all around, and although the flat was the spaciest of the ones we had seen, it definitely wasn’t spacious enough for a dog that size. The smelly part came from all the dog breath, and the fact that I don’t think the place had been aired ever since she got the dog. He would probably take any chance to jump out of a window if she opened one to be fair.

So needless to say the flat needed a big overhaul. We were gutted after viewing it though, as the basics of the flat were exactly what we were looking for. Big rooms, bright, separate living room, etc. We told the agent about our experience, and he asked us to email over a list of improvements they would have to do, in order for us to be interested. So we did. A long list. And then we tried to forget about it, as we thought we were too demanding. But as it turned out the management company were happy to do all that we asked, and we ended up with a flat. Fingers crossed the ‘puppy’ doesn’t come with it!