Organising other people since 1987
Ah, Dads over on The Gallery this week. And knowing this was the theme for this week I took a photo specifically for it (I don’t normally do that, I prefer to hunt through the old ones).
That is my dad. I am the only person who gets to call him dad, you can call him Neil. If you are the teens you call him Pom Pom (C couldn’t say grandpa when she was little, it came out as Grompom) or Pompadilious.
It’s been a bad week for women and justice.
First of all yesterday Stuart Hall got sentenced to 15 months for offences against young girls, some as young as 9. Thirteen women in fact. Women that he initally said were part of a “vendetta against people in the public eye”. Two months ago he admitted to his crimes. He didn’t hold his hands up and admit to them immediately, he claimed the women were lying.
And so he got the maximum allowed “when the crimes were committed”.
This post is written in partnership with TK Maxx
So I got an email last week asking me if I would like a voucher, with the compliments of TK Maxx to go and spend in their store in return for telling you all about them. I had to think about it for about, oooh ……. that long. Does the Pope have a balcony? Does Bears live in a house with no toilets and have to go in the woods? You betcha I wanted to go to TK Maxx.
I set off with ole Lady Briggs who had offered to drive since a) our road is being dug up and I wasn’t sure I would get my car out, and b) my busted foot and her adorable daughter Princess E, who is 2.5 years old and has a bit of a shoe fetish.
It is a question that I see asked regularly in blogging forums. “I have been sent this to review but I hate it, should I write a negative review?”.
My answer is always yes.
As bloggers we value the trust our readers have in us to be honest when reviewing something and if never write bad stuff then the internet is just awash with praise. The fact that there is only one good review for something is pointless if fifty people are biting their tongue, too afraid to comment or not sure how to word it. Or even worse “I got it for free so I really can’t say anything negative”.
Hogwash I say.
I can hardly believe I am starting a rant about chocolates but rant I shall, for this is Ranty Friday.
This week I treated myself (I wish Treats would come back. If only so I can tell my joke: How do you get a peanut out of your ear? Pour in chocolate and it comes out a Treat. That joke doesn’t work with M&Ms) to a bag of Revels. I was in Tesco buying Minstrels for Mr B as the bag he bought me appeared to only have two in it <cough> and I spotted a bag of Revels. Feeling low as my foot was killing me I thought I would have a bag, a bottle of 7-up (diet, of course in light of teh chocolate purchases) and a sneaky read of Heat magazine before E got out of school.
So there I was, munching away. Idly throwing them in my mouth when what happens?
The unthinkable that’s what.
Last week really was a week of two halves. Monday started with me interviewing Myleene Klass, Friday saw me in A&E for three hours with a suspected broken ankle.
But in the middle something happened that made my month. My year even.
A Sage tea maker arrived. You might not have heard of them but me being me, and heavily into tea I had seen they were being launched last month and knew I had to have one. I am a real tea bag. I love it. Well you can’t spend twelve years being called T Brewin and not love a cuppa.
Tara has gone for Inspirational Women as the theme for The Gallery this week in light of the news that when Elizabeth Fry is removed from £5 notes this week, women are no longer going to feature on any Bank of England notes. This has, quite rightly, caused outrage.
A petition has been started to show that there are so many inspirational women in history, why are none of them on bank notes?
My great granny died when I was 16 and for all sorts of boring reasons I am only now inheriting some money from her will. Not a huge amount, but a couple of thousand Pounds. My mum has suggested that I “do something with it”. She wants me to have something that I look at and remember Nanna by. Not to put it in a bank account and pay for groceries or car insurance.
I have decided that I would like to do some work in the garden. Our garden is fabulously long but a bit, well, boring. After paying to have the beds tidied and some new plants put in I am going to buy a summer house. I want somewhere to sit in the evening with a glass of wine. Enjoying the peace and quiet and looking at our newly tended flower beds.
I also want it to double up as a changing room for our hot tub. So I did what I always do when I go shopping, I hit the web. And came across All Garden Fun a website that really is a “one stop shop” for items for the garden. They have whole section of stunning summer houses ranging in price from less than £400 up to £1200. All of them made in the UK, available for free delivery in seven days and with a price match guarantee. Added to which you can have it assembled too.
