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  • 9 THINGS YOU LEARN AT LEEDS FESTIVAL | QUEENBEADY

    9 THINGS YOU LEARN AT LEEDS FESTIVAL | QUEENBEADY

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    If you’re currently lugging a huge rucksack on your back, with a make shift trolley made of a winter sledge with ten packs of Strongbow fruit cider piled high with one in hand (obviously), wading through a mud filled field then the chances are 99% that you are on your way to Leeds Festival. If you’re a festi-newbie or a hardcore veteran, you will always learn these very few and very certain things at Bramham Parks very own, Leeds Festival…

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  • M.I.A UPDATE | QUEENBEADY

    M.I.A UPDATE | QUEENBEADY

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    Wow, so it’s nearly two weeks since I went M.I.A on this blog. I wrote a little post on where I was going & a little bit about why here. With a huge wave of Bloggers, it’s hard to get lost in a sea of sameness and I felt like I was floating in and out of that “sameness” myself. I’ve tried so hard these last few years to curate blog posts that don’t just showcase fashion but also have a good meaning behind them, too. Let truth be told a lot of it is down to the fact that I am hankering after a holiday. A long one. One where it’s not just a touchdown visit for a few days or one where I’m working quite intensely with a brand whilst I’m there. It’s been nice to not think about deadlines or what my weekly stats are like, I’ve just lived these last few weeks.

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  • Summer Staycation with Think Money Group | QueenBeady

    Summer Staycation with Think Money Group | QueenBeady

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    There’s something so wonderful about exploring the local land. Whilst most of us dream of jetting across the waters to distant destinations, sometimes it’s quite nice to explore our own territory. Plus, where else can you get a good cup of tea other than in the UK? I was so lucky as a child to travel up and down the country with my Grandparents on holiday, my fondest memories were those spent in our static caravan in Sewerby near Bridlington though. We’d pack up the car on a Friday night after school and head up the A64 to the fresh sea air. We’d have late night fish & chips for our first supper on the promenade, with a quick walk round the amusements, pop in to the little book shop so I could pick an Enid Blyton short story book & then finish off with my favourite; a mint choc chip ice cream. It was so easy.

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