A lifestyle blog
ah morning morning morning. My busiest time of the day. The results of which normally exhaust me. The theme today for The Gallery is Morning and I expect there will be beautiful dawns, cheery baby smiles, pictures of toast but for me the picture above is what morning means to me. Keys for the 60, if I am lucky, but more like 90 minute school run. Tea because I can’t
There has been much debate today with some friends about how to make the perfect cuppa. Be it tea or coffee. Sparked by one friend saying “I hate making tea. I don’t really drink it so I can’t make it”. I have similar thoughts on coffee, I can’t make coffee and do you know what, I don’t care as I don’t drink it. And thankfully Mr B drinks it black
Following on from my post on Friday (what do you mean “what post?” It is here Ranty Friday. Go read it. I will wait for you to come back) where I had a full blown rant about a teacher’s attitude I thought I would follow it up with the exact opposite. Something that just by its very nature promotes positivity in body image. I am waffling. Let me rein it
We hear this alot don’t we? I know somebody who worked in a bank and there was a really strict rule about not judging people coming into the bank to open an account. To not treat the person looking incredibly scruffy as though they were a tramp. The rule was brought in back in the seventies when a very scruffy man did walk into a branch and enquire about opening
Yep. Apparently so. If you are fat you cannot be either beautiful or successful. Let me explain. I saw a good friend of mine this week as she came to my house straight from a meeting at school where she had been discussing one of her children with the Deputy Head. The above words actually came out of the Deputy Head’s mouth. “well if you are fat you can’t be
This might be one of my favourite times of the year, November. So I am a bit pleased it is the theme for the Gallery this week. I love the excuse to not go out. To stay inside and do nothing but drink hot chocolate and watch TV. When it is not so freezing that your ears break off when you go outside. Or your plans disrupted by the wrong
Knowing what we do now about Comic Relief we know that they like to round things off properly. There is a cycle to how they work, both on a small level with maybe money being loaned to a person using a project and paid back to help others, to a bigger scale with telling fund raisers where the money goes. Or maybe with training via a project so that
I don’t mean us recycling clothes, silly. That is a brilliant idea. I am a huge fan of recycling clothes, either by giving them to a charity shop or by putting them in a clothing bank. No. What I am talking about this week on Ranty Friday is the idea that Catherine Middleton et al are “recycling clothes” by simply wearing an outfit twice. I saw a Tweet from Heat
Great theme for The Gallery this week (do hop over to Tara’s blog and have a look at the others that have linked up, I am expecting some glorious piles of leaves or frosty pictures). For me though nature is about warmth and not muddy fields and having to wrap up against the elements.
Hogwarts At Christmas — A review I have been trying really hard not to mention Christmas until December. I don’t want to even think about it until after E’s birthday mid November, not even have it on my radar. But this year I had no choice. Well I did have a choice, of course I did, but sometimes rules are made to be broken. Especially when it involves Hogwarts. An
This is one of those stupid quizzes on Facebook that we sometimes take part in for no reason other than to waste two minutes. The results are as far from scientific as it is possible to get. This particular quiz on how posh we are was one of the worst. It came with such gems as “have you ever been to or participated in a game of polo?”.
I am being murdered as you read this. Murdered. By a 15 year old. For posting about her, including pics. But do you know what? I don’t care. My baby turns 15 today. My “made in Saudi, born in Slough” baby is now in her mid teens.
