A lifestyle blog
#ReclaimYourMattress Sorry to be revolting so early in the morning (or over dinner if you are reading this later in the day) but the team at Vorwerk have asked me to take part in their campaign for National Bed Month, designed to help the nation reclaim its mattresses for a happy, healthy night’s sleep. Which means I need to write it down and then share it with you. Think of
A few years ago I saw the work that Mothers 2 Mothers do in Kenya first hand. I have never forgotten it. Or the families we met. I follow the charity on Instagram and Twitter and follow the work they are continuing to do. And that work is very simple. It is not complicated or contrived, it is honest, and simple. Empowering. Life changing. And life saving. Mothers
Home made Nutella recipe Can I make Nutella at home? Yes! You absolutely can, with just a few ingredients you can have your own jar of this chocolatey goodness in less than an hour Do I need a high speed blender to make Nutella? You do really as you need to blitz the hazelnuts. I use my Thermomix because I can then warm the chocolate to melt it too, but
It’s not everyday you get to say you are going away for the weekend, to stay at a Castle. But last weekend we got to do just that. Last year Warwick Castle opened their Knights Village. A glorious collection of wooden lodges, set right on the banks of the River Avon, within the grounds of the Castle. I would say that a stay there is an
Thermomix Banana bread It is also National Dog Biscuit Day and National Toast Day but I figured that you might not need a recipe for either of those. Well not from me anyway. What I thought you might need though is a recipe for banana bread in case you wanted to join in with National Banana Bread Day, or later in the year with #NationalBananaDay. And let’s face it,
We recently spent the weekend in Warwick, so here is Window Wednesday featuring Warwick Castle Savages. Despite our favourite family saying being (in the most pompous voice we can muster) “We aren’t savages” we were. Well our ancestors certainly were. And despite all the history and majesty of Warwick Castle that is the one over-riding feeling I come away with. Horrible Histories is not wrong. A moat
Gin of the month for February is Ungava I admit, publishing my gin of the month post for February at 10am on a Monday morning is pushing the limits of acceptable behaviour, even by my standards. By rights it should be a weekend post, or a Friday night one maybe. Not 10am on a Monday morning. But hear me out. I have been trying to publish this post
I have spent two and a half hours walking at speed (and when I say “speed” I mean purposefully, rather than just that wandering type walk I am prone to do around the house) this week and therefore I am now an expert on the subject and feel I should share with you some things I have learned during that time. Rubber Bands Seriously. The Post Office must be losing
Want to come and see snowdrops tomorrow? That was the message that popped up on my phone as I walked the dog in the dark on Friday night. As I tried to work just which bit of the hedge I should be rummaging under to do my civic duty after the dog had done his and as I dropped the bag into the bin I replied with a
Sometimes I think I want to be buried, and other times I think I want to be cremated. I suppose I need to make my mind up really or my family will have no idea what to do after my demise and if they get it wrong (through no fault of their own) it is highly likely I will come back and haunt them forever. I pondered this
I was in Boots last week, looking for sunglasses. Topical for February, I know. I wear sunglasses all year round as I struggle with any amount of brightness when I am driving, so if they aren’t on my face they are on my head. I also have an unruly fringe you see and sunglasses are the perfect way to sort it out on a temporary basis. So yes, I am
We are very quick to put our celebs and famouses up on pedestals in this society, and then we are equally as quick to smash the pedestal out from under them at the first opportunity. Then we all sit back on the moral high horse and poke them with the judgement stick in the hope they then wander off into the sunset. This week it has been the turn
