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Random, as it suggests!
The Canon 1300D is the perfect camera for a blogger. There. That is my review of this camera. The shortest review ever. But honestly, it is. When I got the email from Mumsnet asking if I wanted to apply for the chance to review the Canon 1300D I couldn’t reply quickly enough. You see I have a camera, one I am very fond of (it was a wedding present from
I don’t even really like Jaffa cakes if I am honest. Not since I worked for a VAT consultant in 1991 and the whole “for VAT purposes are they a cake or a biscuit?” debate kicked off (biscuits with chocolate on them are subject to VAT, cake is not and McVities claimed they were a cake. HMRC were not convinced). And since then they have got smaller so I am
So here is the thing. I can’t cook. I have said it before and I will keep saying it again. What I do have though are gadgets that do things for me so I can produce results that make it look like I can cook. Which is why I have decided to join in with Jenny’s #GBBOBloggers weekly linky. Every week inspired by that week’s episode of the
A couple of weeks ago we had a party for a small group of friends, on a Saturday night. Nothing unusual about that you might think. Barrow Towers often plays host to an impromptu get together with friends. This party however was a bit different, a bit special. It was all part of HP (the printer people not the sauce people) and their Refer a Friend initiative Designed
Now that my birthday is out of the way I can think about the whole “Back to School” campaign. I won’t think about it before my birthday, which falls slap bang in the middle of the summer holidays. In the same way that I won’t think about Christmas until after half term, despite retails clearing the shelves of weedkiller and solar lights to make way for “seasonal” treats. I sat
Is today. World Photo Day, whatever that means. I suppose I should look it up really. I haven’t had much time to get my thoughts down into blogs recently but I haven’t stopped taking photos. In fact I am taking more photos than ever and trying harder to think about the composition of them and not just rely on editing them. Though thank the lord for editing. I
It has often struck me as odd that with a name like Mummy Barrow I don’t really feel I am a “mummy blogger”. I hate the phrase anyway. Much as I hate “working mother”. The media spit it out like it should be some kind of oxymoron. No man is ever referred to as a “working father” so why should we be singled out? I am digressing here.
Did you know that in many institutions, prisons for instance, there is a legislation that requires them to meet mandatory quality, nutritional and environmental standards on all food served*? Makes sense doesn’t it? That we ensure people who have no real say over the food they are served know that it is nutritionally balanced and is of good quality. There is no such legislation governing food served in hospitals. Over
There is no denying that the summer holidays are longed for. Needed. Glorious. Six weeks, in some cases nine. The last thing on most families mind’s is school work and whilst I don’t want to be a party pooper here, they are also very detrimental to a child’s learning. Studies have shown that the summer holidays can lead to a loss of what has been learned
We are always busy. Sometimes I’m so busy it doesn’t seem possible to even start anything, so the list just gets longer. And longer. I’ve started trying a few things that seem to be helping for me – maybe they could for you too? I’m cooking a bit more, and before you say “but that takes longer” then hear me out…..I’m trying to cook a bit smarter. I used to do
Seven years ago we moved my granny down from the area she called home to be nearer us. “Us” being my mum (her daughter) and dad, and the five of us. From Lancashire to Hampshire, a county completely new to her. And whilst GG (great grandma) had lived in Canada and worked in London for decades, Lancashire was where was born and where she returned thirty years
A strange question to pose four days into a two week Caribbean holiday, I grant you. One I asked though during a lull yesterday morning when I briefly pondered wandering out on to the balcony, grabbing a cushion as I passed the pile, and plonking myself down for half an hour in the early morning sun. I then thought better of it and put the kettle on. As I drank my