What he wanted to get married in….

Now I consider myself to be quite a patient and understanding wife to the lovely Flint and I think anyone who knows us (or reads this blog) will agree with that!

However, even I have limits.

Early discussions with Flint about his wedding attire were, shall we say ‘difficult’

He’s not exactly into his fashion or clothing and would happily wear the same clothes for days if it wasn’t for my nagging!

I tried to make it clear from the start that this was the one day I’d like him to look smart 🙂 he accepted this but really wanted to wear a buckskin shirt. I wasn’t so keen. Then he talked about wearing buckskin moccasins which I was more comfortable with (because they wouldn’t be in many photos!).

Eventually though Flint came up with a much better compromise….

Flint: ‘I’ve got an idea about how we can get more bushcraft into the wedding’

Jo thinks: ‘oh great, just what every girl wants!’

Jo says: ‘ok?’

Flint: ‘why don’t we have a manikin dressed in all the clothes and items I’ve made?’

Jo thinks: ‘oh I dunno, maybe cos it’s a wedding and that’s weird!!’

Jo says: ‘hmmm yeah maybe…’

Flint: ‘it could meet people at the entrance, you know almost to show what I would have wanted to wear, my alter ego’

Jo thinks: ‘ah, I see, I need to play this cool. If he has a manikin wearing all the weird stuff that should mean I can have him wearing an actual normal person groom outfit. Seems a small price to pay….’

Jo says: ‘yes, that’s perfect. lets do that :), people will love it!’

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I have to admit, it was slightly more extravagant that I had in mind and included from memory;

  • buckskin hoody
  • wooden (long?) bow
  • a buckskin quiver full of arrows with actual flint or stone tips
  • a knife Flint made to cut the cake and held in a buckskin sheath
  • sheep skin mitts (or something like that?!)
  • a plaited bark belt
  • a bark quiver kind of container
  • an adze (?)
  • a grass skirt
  • a fox skin hat
  • birch bark goggles
  • moccasins
  • snow shoes
  • a moose ear pouch
  • a bark back pack

There were other bits I know, some kind of container and a thingy for when you shoot an arrow to protect your arm, and probably some other bits that I cant remember 🙂

Anyway, you get the point. He really took that opportunity of an understanding and accommodating wife and ran with it!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Natural Confetti

We wanted to have as much nature as possible in our wedding and really didn’t fancy metallic shiny confetti or even paper. We wanted it to be real petals and initially I was going to buy petals from the local florist. However, it is unbelievable what they charge!

So… the next plan, collect our own 🙂

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Bushcraft champagne 

For the wedding we were really wanting to add some personal touches and I did loads in terms of individual guest information, photos etc. Flint also thought it would be really nice to make our own elderflower champagne.

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I just want to live in a cave 

Flint always talks about how he wishes he was born years ago when life was simple and days were filled with hunting or finding food, cooking food, collecting water, finding and making shelter etc. When entertainment consisted of spending time with people and maybe making the odd craft out of stuff lying around. 

Our lives are stupid at the minute and we are both feeling the pressure. We get married in less than 3 weeks and we still havent completed our house move. 

In Feb when I told my mum we were going to move she warned me not to because we had our wedding in 4 months. I honestly didn’t see an issue with this. The wedding was on track with just small bits and bobs to sort and the house move should only take 12 weeks – loads of time. 

Well we lost our first buyer back in April (the day we were due to exchange and 4 days before we were due to move). Long story short we have a new buyer but still have not moved. 

Our house has been packed in boxes since the beginning of April and it’s a huge pain in the proverbial. Poor old Flint hasn’t been able to do his beloved bushcraft because everything is packed away. 

This of course does have some benefits for me;

1. I haven’t seen any animal related things in over a month 🙂

2. He’s been spending his time reading and researching which is a ‘normal’ past time and not in the slightest bit messy! 

3. He’s finished the spoons – yey! This is massive and exciting and such a relief! When I feel angry and frustrated at the house sale this helps me to see the silver lining on that horrible stormy cloud! Even Tilly was relieved they were finished 🙂 

He has however managed to locate a box of stringy bits which he has sat making into string?? It’s as fun as it sounds!


On top of house and wedding pressures work is mental. My role has increased and its relentless. Everyone else at work is stressed too and that just adds to the feeling of too much to do and not enough time to do it.

Finally, we haven’t properly sorted out the honeymoon. We have flights booked but no accommodation. I can’t locate my passport because it was packed over a month ago along with all our clothes. Aargh! 

Last week I told him I wanted to emigrate to Oz and just get away from everything and start again. It’s silly because we have jobs we both enjoy most of the time and a new house which is at some point going to complete. We also have very supportive family and friends and our little dog Tilly. We don’t need to run away and start again but it’s at times like this I just want things to simplify. He gave me a reality break and we aren’t moving across the planet for now.

I sometimes wonder what it’s all for. Just going to work to earn money to pay for a house that’s empty all day while we work. Buying a new car to drive to work. Buying new clothes to wear to work. Why? 

To try and combat this irritation we sat down and looked at our time off over the next 6 months to make some plans for trips and adventures and things to feel excited about. 

Time with friends is a great mood lifter and on my friend Alisha’s hen do recently I even had chance to do something kinda bushcrafty – archery 


The photo above isn’t of me because I was beyond useless! It’s a good job Flint can use a bow aswell as make them because we would starve if I was in charge! 

However I was ‘reasonable’ in the escape vehicle 

and navigated a night in the city without injury even whilst intoxicated so I think we’d be fine in a survival situation 🙂 

All this fun went some way to alleviating my hopeless mood but I still want to sit in a cave with a fire and make things. You know just for a bit…. 

Spooning and why it’s good for your marriage 

So… Since the 10th June 2014 when Flint popped the question he has known that he has 72 spoons to carve. 

You can probably imagine that I’ve mentioned it a few times over the last 2years and he has continued to tell me that he’s on top of it! 

Last week I casually asked him how he was getting on because there are only 6weeks until the wedding. “6 weeks??!!!” Was his response! Oh dear! 

This left me a bit worried. I knew he had started as I had seen a few clues… 


And we’ve had a few evenings where he has been carving until late 


After my initial panic I found out that he has 8 left to do so he’s doing ok. I just hope he can remember where the hoover and the garden brushes are kept 😉 

Surviving the Stag and Hen 

It’s been a busy few days as Flint and I parted ways for the weekend and enjoyed our stag and hen dos. Flint headed off to Lisbon, Portugal and I went to London. 

As always us girlies took loads of photos and the boys didn’t so there is little I can share about his trip. 

As for mine, it was great! My friend Amy organised it and did an amazing job.

We started with a surprise climb up the O2 in the glorious sunshine and took in the views at the top 


After building up an appetite we scoffed sandwiches, quiche and little cakes whilst on a bus tour of London, all washed down with tea because we are that wild!


Nothing much survived as you can imagine 🙂 

We headed back to our rooms and some had a little nap to reboot before the evening out. The girls all dressed in black whilst I wore cream and a pretty tiara with veil attached – just in case it wasn’t obvious that I was the bride! 


We made cocktails and they made the mistake of leaving us unattended with the bottles of spirits! 

Again, not a lot survived! 

We had a meal and started making our way around London via the underground. I think this may have been the best part; a busker on his saxophone had us all throwing some shapes and passers by were joining in. I thought we were in a film at one point! 


We danced in various bars and clubs until the pain from heels became too much and headed back to our rooms for sleep. 

I really enjoyed the day and night and the girls were kind, I drank what I wanted to and had a giggle. 

Flint on the other hand text me Sunday morning to say he had never felt worse! The poor sausage had to fly home with a massive hangover and he laid on the sofa all evening feeling sorry for himself while I went for a run. Now who’s the survivor 😉 

Just keep running …. 

It’s been a tough week and for a lot of different reasons.

We were supposed to be completing on our house sale yesterday and moving into our new home. Unfortunately on Monday we found out that our buyers had pulled out for health reasons. We can’t be angry, it’s one of those things but it has definitely been stressful. Our house has been packed for 3 weeks and we left out just 2 plates, 2 cups, 2 sets of cutlery etc. We packed all of our clothes except what we thought we would need for that short time and we are surrounded by boxes!

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Running out of time 

We get married in 85 days, I counted just now. That sounds quite a long way off I think? It’s not though, it really isn’t.

For ages I’ve been wanting to start running again. I’ve never been mega mega fit but when Flint and I first met I would run about 3 times a week and normally for an hour or two at a time. Since then, I’ve done nothing except one run in October 2015 with a good friend of mine. Unfortunately even the thought of that colour run approaching didn’t motivate me to train and resulted in walking most of the route – shame!

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