Back to reality.

Had one of the nicest weekends in a long time. Spent with people that mean alot to me and have always been true. Forgot how beautiful the Cotswolds really is - truly stunning. It's also made me ask myself; I can drive now, so why the hell am I not going on more road trips?! Kind of hilarious that I'd been back in Essex less than two hours and the drama started. Seriously guys, get a fucking grip. Worst part of the weekend, a guy asking me if I was dressed up as Pixie Lott for Halloween. You know my thoughts on this.

Pure countryside. Heaven.

 Slightly worse for wear.

 Mooooooo Mooooooo

Access all area's 'beb'.

My beaut cousin.

Me after my transformation. 

We love Maisy.