A lifestyle blog
In yesterday’s post about the big Team Honk Challenge announcement I mentioned that there was another way to get involved with fund raising for Comic Relief and that I was doing something of my own. Yes, in a moment of madness (there must have been wine involved) I suggested that as Red Nose Day is celebrating 25 years I would cycle 25 miles as it was also 25 years since
Now that Team Honk are back we are more fired up than ever to get fund raising. That was, after all, the reason we first approached Comic Relief. We wanted to show that bloggers not only get vocal but get behind a campaign and raise vital cash.
I tried to shoot some video whilst at the Vaccine Clinic in Accra with #TeamHonk to explain a little bit more about what was going on. Suffice to say my video skills have a long way to go but I hope it gives you a feel for it!
If I had started my blog in 2008 then I would have been ranting about this back then. How stupid Twitter was. How pointless. How Jonathan Ross had ignored me and therefore Twitter was useless. How I was kicking the internet and walking off in a strop. I joined Twitter on January 6th, 2009. So pretty much four years ago. I joined because people seemed to be talking about it,
Remember how last week I blogged about my hatred of football? (Remember when whatshis face booted that ball boy who he thought was time wasting?) Well I have a confession to make about football. I think I have changed my mind. I think I love football now.
Team Honk was blown away by the post that Tara wrote saying that this week’s Gallery post was going to have Noses as theme in support of our trip to Ghana. So it seemed appropriate that I post this one. I fell in love with Veronica. We told her she was a star because we had seen her on the TV during Great British Bake Off. She
Ten quid. It’s not much, is it? I can spend that on a couple of books in Smiths when I am bored at Waterloo. Or on a new T shirt when I am out shopping. Or maybe when I am feeling lazy and grab a sandwich at 3pm because I didn’t do lunch at home. Today we saw first hand, up close and personal just what
I picked this book because, well I am a Gone Girl for the next few days. Though there the similarity ends. I have to confess to having read this book in January because I knew this month I wouldn’t have much time to read I knew it was a cracker. The blurb is as follows:
Not as in glue or as in James (though I have now seen my first James Bond film so I was hoping it was that one). As in the bonds that tie us together. Bonds that connect us to somebody else. That is the theme on Tara’s Gallery this week. I thought I would share something a bit more off the wall than that. And show you want actually bonds
Have I mentioned the Secret Thing to you at all? You probably won’t have seen anything about it on Twitter. It has barely registered on my radar at all and so I haven’t mentioned it much. At all. Nope. <cough> Well the secret thing is happening and let me tell you it is rather huge. But I am embargoed (ooooh get me) until 31st. So I can’t
I am sure it hasn’t escaped your attention but Katie Price aka Jordan, married for the third time this week at a Sandals Resort in the Bahamas. To a bloke she has known for six weeks. Because her psychic told her she would marry a guy called Kevin. He is called Kieran and Katie says that is close enough. Isn’t that lovely?
You know the ones. Those stupid tags that shops attach to items. Either as a security measure or as an “aid to display”. I saw several tweets over Christmas from people who were asking how they could remove security tags from items they had bought as the shop had forgotten to do it. The answer being “you can’t unless you go back”. Well they can’t be very