H E L L O
Welcome to Cocoa + Cotton.
We’re Lizzie + Jamie: wife + husband, mummy + daddy to two of the best baby boys anyone could ask for. We met as teenage sweethearts and attended Oxford University together where we studied Classics. We married there at my college, Brasenose, before relocating to the English countryside when Jamie’s rugby career took off. Currently a player at Northampton Saints, he also runs a blog over at Butter Wouldn’t Melt. Most days we are found busy at work on our baby brand Pannacotta or whipping up some new concoction in our kitchen. Home for now is in the sticks in Northamptonshire – though we still hop into London a bit, most memorably for our babies births…
A native islander, I was born in Jersey, a little rock afloat in the English Channel. I spent my days in the open air: on the beach, with friends, wet hair and surfboards, come sunshine or snow, or somewhere in the grounds of Les Niemes, our old family home where I spent a happy childhood. Games of hide and seek in the greenhouses, attics and cellars. Sparkling marquee lawn parties on balmy warm nights. Big sunday roasts. Vintage car rallies down the rhodedendron driveway. Endless wanderings through our ‘hundred acre wood’. Owl spotting on dark summer nights. Blackberry picking on the winding narrow lanes with a much-loved housekeeper. Tennis games on our court under the shade of a vast chestnut tree, usually with my rather forbearing coach. Combing for chestnuts and conkers in autumn. Pumpkin growing in the kitchen gardens at Halloween. And glittering Christmas parties, far too quickly come and gone. I grew up loving all our seasons and would fail to live where it is always summer.
Brasenose College, Oxford followed island life, bringing me some of the most cherished memories. I loved the course, the city, the people and my college. It was by far the best chapter of my life up until then for one very particular reason: I met Jamie on our first day there – was determinedly chased and courted, and in spite of my quick-conquered heart, was stubborn as a mule for more months than was fair, until I yielded and admitted I couldn’t imagine a day without his arms around me. My true soulmate and best friend, I married him five years later on one of the best three days of my life – the other two: the days he made me a mother and gave us the two most precious gifts in the world, our little Guy and Henry.
Now I’m a full-time mummy to our wonderful little boys, wife to the most incredible man I know, happily nestled in the English countryside. We go wherever his rugby career takes us next. Life is an adventure, never knowing where we’ll end up next.
The only thing in the world I can’t imagine is life without my three boys – everything else fits in around them.