August 18, 2014

Out and About


Dear internet,

Don’t be sad please, but I decided I will be out for a while. I know, I know, we have had good times together; I do know how much you make me laugh (and cry) and how you fuel me with new ideas and thoughts every day. Over the last years, you brought me so many great words from adorable people, showed me countless gorgeous pictures on instagram and made my belly hurt from laughter with all your funny videos and “wise words” you put out on youtube and facebook.
But, you see, it’s time to leave the safe harbour of your inspiration for a while. It all feels a bit same-same at the moment.

No offense, I know your wings spread wide, but I need to spread mine wider. With the last summer days rushing by, I need to get outside your web and explore more of the world. I need to travel and smell and touch and feel.

I need to try and fail and fall and get back on my feed again. I need to eat new food and ache from walking unknown land. I need to meet people, I need to listen to them with my ears not my eyes and tell my stories with my lips not my fingers.

I simply have to put myself out there, to be ready to throw myself back into you. ‘kay?!

I promise it won’t be long. 31 days to be exact. And big pinky promise: Whatever I will see and hear and experience, I will take plenty of notes and photos and I will tell you all about it when I am back.

But for now, I am out and about.
Have a lovely end of summer. See you soon.

xo, Nadine

August 15, 2014

My Cup Of Tea // August


My cup of tea coll.
1. Something or someone that one finds pleasing.
2. Synonym for acceptability in early 20th century.
3. The new format of “My simple things” here on IaK


August 13, 2014

Currently Behind The Hedges // August


Building... a path and steps.

Burning... nasty weeds.

Collecting... more windows and ideas for our shed/greenhouse.

Discovering... a fun watering frog.

Enjoying... warm summer evenings.

Harvesting... a giant turnip, the first cucumber and the last garlic and salad, the remaining strawberries, currants and raspberries, our first carrot and peas and a box full of potatoes.

Planting... more potatoes for Christmas and more carrots (we just couldn’t give up on them).

Re-inventing... ways to keep the slugs away.

Watching grow... beans, peas, cucumber, cabbage, kale, strawberries, raspberries and apples.

Watching flower... radish (I’m waiting for seeds), squash, pumpkin, tomatoes and peppers and this beautiful dill.




August 11, 2014

Holiday Landscape Gallery


Although I am a vivid photographer who often watches her adventures through the lens of her dslr, most of the memories I gather mainly collect dust on my hard drive instead of being displayed to the world (do I hear an outcry of sympathy here?).

I can’t even say exactly why there are no albums or photo collages in our house, but I knew instantly this was about to change when I spotted this gallery. I loved the nature feel the photos gave away and thought I could easily recreate that vibe with my many travel pictures (and those of my fav Englishman as he is always moaning that nothing in this house is about or from him).


I scanned threw thousands of pictures, looking mostly for landscapes photos and skylines. I managed to get a photo from almost every place we visited. To give all the pictures a cohesive look I ran them through picmonkey and edited them with one of their effects (dusk is what I believe I used). Then I got them printed in various sizes(Tesco online), framed (mainly IKEA NYTTJA, spray painted) and hung (check out this video for the how-to) within, well a couple of month, because I am a bit slow at decorating.

Last week I finally put up the last pieces and ever since I am marvelling at our new gallery. I love the feel it gives to the living room and all the stories it makes me remember. Now I am off to new adventures, extending the collection by taking more pictures – for my hard drive and maybe even for our holiday gallery wall.


PS: A tiny bit of me wishes our walls are as white as the ones that got me inspired, but I decided to embrace our yellow walls (we rent and can't change them at the moment). Doesn't have to be perfect to be good enough, ey.

August 08, 2014

National Railway Museum || York


When you travel on the railway,
And the line goes up a hill,
Just listen to the engine
As it pulls you with a will.
Though it goes slowly
It sings this little song.
“I think I can, I think I can,”
And so it goes along.
Pawan Kumar Bansal

I don’t know about you, but I believe there is magic in travelling by train. The rhythm, the rattling, the noise and the ever changing landscape; There is so much to see, smell, feel and experience while going on a train. It’s like life packed into a little carriage, rushing along a pre-laid path. There are so many stories to discover and I fell it’s like the best place to be in between places.

That’s why I jumped with joy, when my fav Englishman suggested for my thirty-second birthday to visit the National Railway Museum in York. (#itsmybirthdayandIdowhatIwant)



Obviously the museum is first and foremost fabulous for kids, which can explore, touch, climb and discover over 300 rail vehicles. But it is also a splendid resource for imaginative minds (like mine), who’s storytelling gears up when examining Queen Victorias and King George V pompous carriages – with bath tub and everything. Seriously they had a whole house on the tracks, with big arm chairs, puffed up beds, curtains and reading lights. That was REAL first class travelling.

Still, there is so much more.The museum has two big halls for all its' engines and carriages on display: The Station Hall, which I loved for its' Harry Potterish feeling that lingers in the air, and the Great Hall. While the first one is all about the scent of adventure that lied in these early days of railway travelling, the second one shows you the engineering and innovations behind it.






Ever wondered how a steam engine works? They cut one open for all us nosy people were we can follow the process without feeling like we’re back in physics class (good for me, I was terrible at physics!).

Apart from that though, the in-depth of the engineering was less my thing. I predominantly enjoyed the stories of all the trains: The tales of success and failure, of the first diesel engine and the fastest steam train of it's time (Mallard), the most powerful engine (King George V) and the highest speed (Japanese Bullet train or Shinkansen) and the first train that connected London and Scotland on a direct route (The Flying Scotsman). It was fabulous to read along. My favourite story though was the one about the Chinese engine. It’s like a giant. A gigantic engine which is over 15 foot tall and more than 93 feet long. (I kid you not.) And yet it runs on the same tracks like every other train. The bridges it crosses and the tunnels it runs through all just have to be a bit wider.

Before I keep on rambling though, I better stop and let you check it out for yourself or at least let you have a moment to peek through the pictures. Have a safe journey!

But later on the Journey,
When you’re going down a hill,
The train requires no pulling,
And the engine’s singing still.
If you listen very quietly
You will hear this little song,
“I thought I could, I thought I could!”
And so it speeds along.







PS: The National Railway Museum is not only a treat for your eyes and ears, but also for your wallet. Entry is free, and all they ask for is a kind £3 donation. Worth every penny! If you want to find out more check out their website.

The National Railway Museum has no idea who I am or that I am writing about them. All pictures and opinions are my own.