The Ecstasy of Perfect Recognition

I’m Elizabeth Riley, a 21 year old from Harrogate with a degree in Journalism.

I blog some of my photography, some pieces I’ve written that I’m proud of and mostly just my general musings...…

For more examples of my work contact me at elizabethriley@hotmail.co.uk

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Hello again

It’s been a long stint of silence but I’m finally going to start blogging again. I have actually been writing in the last six months but I’ve not posted anything to here, not because I haven’t been proud of it but- let’s be honest- no one reads this and I have all the back copies of the magazine anyway, so it’s a bit of a waste of time. 

So, 2014.  This year I’ve become a gym fan, but not fanatic.  I go three(ish) times a week and afterwards I have one of those god awful protein shakes which, once you get used to them, aren’t that bad.  I try to eat healthily but it’s Saturday so I had a McDonalds…  Just one won’t kill me, right?  My SO and I also bought a house.  It’ll be another few months until we’re in it but I’m enjoying buying trinkets and planning how it’ll be decorated, and I’m so excited to start a new chapter of my life with him.  I also like the fact that we’re bringing the average age of a first time buyer down, apparently most FT buyers are 40 now!?  Flee the nest, little birds!  It’s the most exciting and terrifying thing you’ll ever do and, as the great Baz Luhrmann says “do one thing, every day, that scares you”.  And while I’m not suggesting you buy a house every day it’s a good one to tick off.  So’s ski-diving, which I’m yet to do.

Maybe it’s my happiness and maybe it’s the deep loneliness I’ve felt recently making me want to write here again.  I’m the luckiest girl alive to have a sweet, caring and gorgeous boyfriend who thinks the world of me and yet losing touch with friends from school and now university friends has had a massive impact.  I also want to travel, a lot of school friends have moved to America and Australia or are travelling to exotic locations, and I’m stuck in an office job every day pining over what I’m missing out on.  Fortunately a long weekend in Paris will soon be upon me, so I can’t complain too much.

So far I’ve found adulthood to be aggressive; 2014 was christened by spending the day staring into a toilet bowl and wishing I could sleep the god-awful hangover that had crept up on me off.  My body can’t hack drinking anymore, and so I’m making it not have to.  Healthy change and that, who needs alcohol!?  All it’s done in the last year is give me permanent knee damage and a bad head on far too many Sunday mornings.

And then there’s your job.  All the way through uni you’re told once you have a degree you’ll walk straight into your dream job!  No. I can word my job to whatever title I want - Recruitment manager, Operations manager, Secretary, Personal Assistant…. I do all of these jobs but my office is small, my hours too long, and I have too much month left at the end of the money.  Fortunately Paul is an electrician and earns a fair whack.  Tip ladies- don’t marry the man who can easily buy you what you want, marry the one who will stretch everything he has for your relationship because he cares much more about you.  Unless you’ve managed to snag David Beckham, then for God’s sake don’t fuck that up.  

We’ve discussed your liver, your lover and your life.  That can’t be the end of it, I hear you say?!  It bloody is, try having a social life when all you want to do is get into bed after a hard day’s work (I won’t specify the precise activities in bed).  Saturday nights are now for long showers, pjs and bad ‘talent’ shows with my boo.  I wouldn’t have it any other way, and one day you’ll all be the same.

mumfordandsonsblog:

Winston Marshall of Mumford & Sons performs in Huddersfield at the Gentlemen of the Road Stopover on 2nd June 2012.
Photo courtesy of lizc_riley.

Someone used my photos!

mumfordandsonsblog:

Winston Marshall of Mumford & Sons performs in Huddersfield at the Gentlemen of the Road Stopover on 2nd June 2012.

Photo courtesy of lizc_riley.

Someone used my photos!

chudobs:

someone has waited their entire life to put that title to use and if he is not promoted immediately i am calling the l.a. times and complaining

Journalism at its finest aha, everyone else should give up

chudobs:

someone has waited their entire life to put that title to use and if he is not promoted immediately i am calling the l.a. times and complaining

Journalism at its finest aha, everyone else should give up

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akamikeg asked: You actually have a VFR400!? That's like my dream bike, I've been on the hunt for one where I live but people just don't want to sell it! That's how good it is! Very envious of you

Yes I do! Luckily for me someone literally around the corner from where I live was selling this one; almost mint condition with things like a new spraypaint on all the body work and the wheels!  It handles beautifully, if you do manage to get one don’t hesitate :) 

Too much to blog about?

Maybe I should keep more up to date with this.  Or maybe a lot has been happening recently!  Tomorrow at 9am I’m being driven to Bristol Street Motors to pick up my shiny new Vauxhall Adam.  I’m then running around like a madman all day to try and organise all my holiday things because in 48 hours I’ll be jetting off to Lanzarote…  Currently I’m just sat on my computer in bed while my boyfriend is sleeping (lazy) sorting out some films on my iPad and some books on my Kindle for the journey.  Kieran is terrified of flying so I have to keep him occupied, keep his mind off it.  If that doesn’t work the bugger can sit somewhere else other than near me on the plane ;)

This is my bike, a lovely graduation present from my dad!  Although realistically bought for himself, he still calls it my present and the V5 is in my name, so definitely winning there.  

This is my bike, a lovely graduation present from my dad!  Although realistically bought for himself, he still calls it my present and the V5 is in my name, so definitely winning there.  

So it’s Sunday today which means (I’m lying in bed doing nothing) I’m going out on my motorbike with da boiz.  The boiz in question are my dad, boyfriend and boyfriend’s friend..  All of whom have ridden sports bikes for a few years, or a few centuries in the case of my dad.  I went out on my lovely little sports bike (Honda VFR400 1990) for the first time the other day and while I actually found it really easy to ride - doing a steady 65-70 on a road I didn’t know all that well - I’m still worried about going out and holding them up.  Silly?  Maybe.

I make all of these faces when I eat chicken nuggets too.

I cannot stop laughing!!

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