I started off the year with a lovely trip to England, to visit my family and celebrate my grandmother’s 80th birthday. We drove down to Dorset, a county which is located on the south west coast. It’s definitely one of my favourite parts of England, with its dramatic coastline, long beaches and steep cliffs.

 

We drove all the way from dad’s place in Bristol and stopped in small, picturesque villages here and there.
 

Finally we arrived at the little pub/hotel where we were staying over the weekend. Located just a few minutes from the seaside. We gathered with the family, had a lovely dinner at The Pig restaurant, had lots of Gin & Tonics and made sure to catch up a bit with each other.
 

The next day, we decided to explore the area. Unfortunately the quality of my iPhone 5s images doesn’t show the incredible beauty of this place, but at least it’s a glimpse.
 

Like father, like daughter.
 

We had little Penny with us, my aunt’s baby pup. Hard not to be fond of this one.
 

How magical it was when we finally got high up and were able to see the massive steep cliffs up close. I’ve always found it thrilling to be high up. You become so aware of your life and how quickly it could end. A thought quite fitting to this moody environment.
 

Good moment to take a selfie. Me and ‘Old Harry’.
 

Dearest sister, and the ocean.
 

Then we slowly headed back down the other side, and back to The Pig.
 

Where we began the celebration of our lovely grandmother’s 80th birthday. As I’ve mentioned before, both her and grandpa are two very impressive beings, still in good health with sharp minds and kind hearts. I really hope that I’ll be the same when I’m 80+.
 
We enjoyed an incredible lunch at the restaurant, watched grandma while she opened all of her presents, and shared a yummy birthday cake.
 
The rest of the evening was spent chitchatting and updating each other on our latest news. I don’t see my English side of the family as much as I would like, so it was really good to finally spend some time together.
 

On the Sunday morning we chilled for a bit at the hotel and checked out their delicious breakfast.
 

Just before leaving, we made sure to have a look around the hotel and explore their dreamy greenhouse and vegetable garden. Everything at The Pig is locally produced and most things they actually pick right on the spot. You all know how much I love that stuff.
 

Then we packed our things in the car and headed back towards Bristol, where we spent one last night before flying back to Sweden. On the road, I found these beautiful little friends in the fog.
 

 
If you haven’t already seen it, I also made a little short film of our walk along Studland beach and up the hill.
 
All and all, such a lovely trip and a really good start to the year.
 
 

LOU