Anknel and Burblets

dreams come out my ears and go round my head and i read them.

  • Getting organised

    After our holiday in France when we were back at home I was infused with a desire to clear the house out. Followed by a desire to clear my computer and organise my files. Then I cleaned all the drains in the house with bicarb of soda and vinegar. With the influx of Raw food…

  • Sometimes, I should listen to Kevin

    For example yesterday. Yesterday I woke up at 6.38am with an earache that told me I had to go straight to A&E. I think I might have got some water in it through medical misadventure. I hopped in the car and drove up to South End Green. It was the most stunningly beautiful morning. The…

  • Handstands

    On the weekend I realised the last time I’d managed to do a proper handstand was when I was 25, just before I left Auckland to move to London. I’d do them against the door at Otis’ place in Grafton Road. That was before we got married and he raced off to the UK, leaving…

  • Little Miss Minnels Pinnels

    Once upon a time there was a young lady called Little Miss Minnels Pinnels. And Little Miss Minnels Pinnels used to stamp her feet and pout her lip when she didn’t get her own way. She would often not get her own way and Little Miss Minnels Pinnels did indeed stamp her feet quite a…

  • The Luberon

    Quietly enjoying it. The sun is shining. Good organic Rosé is cheap. Our second year in the Luberon near Apt – it’s beginning to feel nice and familiar. Today we took the girls for haircuts. Once we were there they took us out the back and turned on the lights to show us a huge…

  • The Luberon, again

    Here we are. Today I’m not so worried about politics. I’m slowly slowly getting into the Provence relaxation mode. We’ve had a fair few ups and downs of late. We came back from our week in the Cotswolds to discover we had no childcare. With no notice. Notice would have been good. In that time,…

  • Just in case…

    …anybody wondered. My life is happening. I wonder a lot about things. And sometimes think my life is shit. And deep down I know that’s a silly thing to think. Perhaps one day I’ll be an enlightened being. Or I’ll have a huge pile of money to have a macrobiotic chef and a wonderful person…

  • Meet Artemis

    It’s a funny little story this. I bought a fairly cheap bike online but then thought it was the wrong size so cancelled it all and got a refund. Kevin suggested I find a bike shop nearby as there’s bound to be one in Shoreditch, right? So off down to Spitalfields in search of Cycle…

  • Sister Mag

    Here are some Spring recipes I did for Sister Mag’s second issue. I need to go back to my macrobiotic phase – I felt so much better! Trouble is with Albion Cafe around the corner from work and all the amazing fresh chicken sandwiches and maple syrup yoghurt it’s no easy feat eating vegan plus…

  • Just this

    Astrid and Edith at sunset. I don’t think I’ve ever rendered myself speechless with my photos before. But that top one of Astrid. Pff.

  • The Daylesford Cotswolds instagrams

    All my instagrams of our lovely time at Daylesford Organic Farm in the Cotswolds Hello friends. Here, by request, are the instagrams from our trip. It was great fun sharing the natural beauty of the area – and the kitchen shelves – with you!! You’re all wondering what happened on our last trip. I didn’t…

  • Another day in the Cotswolds

    Words and art direction by Astrid Still as beautiful as ever. This part of the world has enchanted us. We drove through some very rough road with quite deep puddles and big pot-holes to get to Foxholes – today’s destination. A pristine wood – and at this time of the year of course the bluebells…