A lifestyle blog
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.
Ranty Friday this week and I am talking about the C word. To me the most offensive of any word and one that I cannot bring myself to ever use. Is it right to use it?
Well this is a challenge as I don’t have many photos of me looking much younger. I know lots exist in my parent’s house, squirrelled away in albums, but I can’t get my hands on them. So this week it is a few pictures of “A Younger Me” for The Gallery that I happen to have on Facebook.
Have I ever introduced myself to you as Tan? Have you EVER heard me call myself that? Has anybody around me ever called me that? No. Somebody did once but it was the last thing she said for a while.
