Hello there. My name is Bryony and I am the author of BryonyJayne blog. I love flowers and dogs and the rustle of the wind in the leaves. I hate fish and being cold and seeing sad faces. Have a read of my blog and let me brighten up your day!
We’re 3 months into 2017 now and I think it’s high time I popped my head back into the world of blogging.
It’s a shame really, blogging for me has always been a great outlet, a place to stick some words, some thoughts, some stories and send them off into cyber space to fill someone else’s head for a time. It’s a very gratuitous way to share a bit of yourself.Read More »
Whenever I’m in a new country where everything is different and unknown, my senses become insatiably hungry. I want to see everything, hear everything, I want to speak to everyone and drink in their stories. Travelling has inevitably become by comfort zone. Whereas in real life I often feel constrained, anxious and uncertain, when I travel I completely surrender myself to the experience. I let it all wash over me and slip into a state of total acceptance and contentment. It’s so easy in our day to day lives to let our worlds shrink to tiny bubbles where we use the word ‘I’ far too often and stop seeing the bigger picture.Read More »
OK, you guessed it, it’s a food post again. I honestly can’t help myself. Food makes me happy! It brings people together, it warms you up, fills you up, gives you that satisfied, content, dopey smile that you only get after a truly scrummy meal. And this meal truly was scrummy. Read More »
I am currently suffering from post-brunch sadness. Yesterday I went to Mina A’Salam brunch with my favourite Dubaians, for my friend Lydia’s Birthday. I’ve been looking forward to it for weeks and now that it’s all over, I’ve got that sinking feeling, like bed time on Christmas day. Yes, yes I know, this quite sad, I’m really displaying my childish romanticism for good times. I’m not apologetic for it though, there is no way I would rather spend a Friday afternoon than with great people, stuffing our faces and abusing our livers.Read More »
The Dubai stone is a widely acknowledged phenomenon. I say phenomenon, but the cause of the Dubai stone is entirely known and undisputed, so in reality it is more of a cautionary tale – you arrive in Dubai, the food is delicious, every café, restaurant and coffee shop delivers to your doorstep, you eat a bucket load of food…you gain a stone. Signed, sealed, delivered.Read More »
Life in Dubai is surreal. In fact, surreal doesn’t even really touch on it. In this bizarre city the unusual and unexpected quickly become normal, everyday things. Lamborghini’s and Ferrari’s are common place, so much so that Jake barely points them out anymore. It’s more unusual here not to have a pair of Louboutin’s or a Mont Blanc watch than it is to be seen proudly flaunting them. Everyone on Facebook is constantly talking about Kylie Jenner’s lips, but when you see ten pairs of those collagen bad boys every day, it’s hard to join the hype.
On the 12th September I married the man of my dreams. It was, as clichéd and cheesy as this may sound, the best day of my life…not his though, that was when he scored 12 goals in one match when he was 7, as he so honestly stated in his speech. It wasn’t the best day just because of him though (although I guess he played a rather big role) it was the overwhelming support and love from our friends and family that made it so amazing. Read More »