Hi. I’m Bronwen.

This blog began because I wrote a diary entry about being scared and excited all at the same time. I told one of my best friends that I was thinking of sharing the diary entry as a blog post and when she read it, she gave me the thumbs up. We immediately set to work coming up with a name for the blog, which would follow me as I went on a mission to find Bronwen. The blog has simply evolved and grown with me since then.

I’m now a twenty-something year old over-thinker and a worrier-warrior. I love to write, to sing and to eat good food. I love a roast dinner and Italian food and chip shop chips, especially when by the sea. My tipple of choice is a red wine in the winter and a gin and tonic in the summer. Although honestly? A good cup of tea or coffee will usually do.

I’ve written a lot of content I know. This website is quickly becoming a bit of a ‘story of my life’ and I know it won’t all be of interest to everyone. Read the posts on the main blog page every Sunday, or dip into More from Me if you fancy. My only hope is that you’ll stumble across something relatable or find comfort in something and I’ll have helped brighten today for you in some small way.

Anything else you’d like to know? Drop me a message or comment on a post. I’d love to hear from you!

Every day’s a school day

Sundays are even better at the end of a hectic week, don’t you think? There’s nothing like the feeling of relief when you wake up on a Sunday morning and realise there’s nothing to do except relax. Today I’m moving particularly slowly. And time feels like it’s very kindly slowed down too. I hope it … Continue reading Every day’s a school day

Next step, roast chicken

Sipping peppermint tea and trying to keep the Sunday night butterflies at bay – work is manic at the minute and whilst I’m actually looking forward to this week, I can’t help feeling a little nervous too. I’ve spent a little while deciding whether to write today. It’s been an overwhelming, monumental and sad week … Continue reading Next step, roast chicken

All Storms Really Do Pass

Honestly? This week wasn’t all sunshine and rainbows. On Tuesday, returning to work after the bank holiday, I had a really rubbish brain day. My head was full of fluff and anxiety and everything felt difficult. I stumbled through, but by the end of it, I had a mighty tension headache and tears in my … Continue reading All Storms Really Do Pass

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