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Random, as it suggests!
Last weekend social media was awash with tweets / instagram tags / photos on Facebook that were all labelled as #MorrisonsMum. A very clever collaboration between Morrisons and Britmums whereby bloggers were given £80 of vouchers and asked to just go shop in Morrisons over the Bank Holiday weekend. Well hello. Not only being told to shop but being given the money to do so? If ever a campaign had
Just outside our kitchen door is a patch of patio that looks more dull than a dull thing. The gravel from the drive falls on to it. The cats sit on it. The compost box falls over and leaks on to it. It floods when it rains. It just generally looks sad. So when Mr B went shopping recently and came home with a tray of live herb plants (no
Your best friend appears on your door in floods of tears. Through snot and more tears she tells you that she has just caught her husband of a year in bed with her friend from uni. A woman she has known for 20 years. You are there for her. You put the kettle on. You offer to kick the husband in the soft dangly bits. You offer tissues. More tea.
oh ‘eck. I have managed to escape all prompts for selfies that seem to have been doing the rounds. That’s not to say I didn’t donate to a cancer charity when the last campaign regarding selfies happened, I just didn’t really want to do the whole “show your face thing”. And then I remembered something I touched upon last year about mums not being in pictures. Funnily enough I even
Honesty is the best policy so we are told. And as a member of the blogging community we expect honesty in blog posts. Certainly where reviews are concerned. We don’t want to just read the positive stuff whilst the writer skips the negative because they don’t want to upset either the brand or PR agency. We want them to be honest. Similarly we don’t want bloggers receiving products,
Pardon? I hear you say. Let me explain. “Saturday is Caption Day” or “SatCap” as it is affectionately known is the brain child of ole Mammasaurus. But last month she decided she wasn’t going to host it anymore and asked if anybody else wanted the job. A few of us threw our blogs in the air and said “gimme gimme” and between us have decided to blog share it. The
Huh diggidy what? Let me explain. #HDYGG is a linky that Annie runs over on her blog. A chance to do a blog post once a week to show “How Does Your Garden Grow”. I have never felt able to link up before as our garden has been a bit of a disaster of late.
Happy by Pharrell Williams is one of my favourite songs at the moment. Such a great tune that I can’t help but sing along to it whenever I hear it. It reminds me so much of Team Honk as that became our unofficial theme song this year. Trouble is now when I hear it, it makes me cry too. Happy tears. But cry nonetheless.
On Saturday I went to my first ever BlogCamp. A one day blogging conference, in Birmingham. Run by Tots100, they happen a few times a year and I had never managed to get to one before. I made a concerted effort to get to this one as I wanted to meet Tots Head Honcho Sally, and catch up with some old friends. Having got a ticket I was then thrilled
Today this blog is three. Just three years since I started blogging and what a roller coaster it has been. Little did I realise when I started it all those years ago that I would be where I am now. It was a shaky start. This was my first post: So this is it. I had no clue what I was doing really. No idea if anybody would
I started Ranty Friday because I wanted to host a weekly linky and be part of the community that is blogging. I also wanted to limit my ranting to one day a week. Increasingly, and generally as a direct result of time spent reading the Daily Mail, I was finding I wanted to rant more and more. So I thought I would make myself just rant once a week so
When we bought this house eight years ago we went through hell. A hell that one day I will blog about but suffice to say it was almost the breaking of us. The dream home we bought from developers soon turned out to be a nightmare. It had not been built to the agreed plans and they had hidden from us the fact that retrospective planning had been refused. And