A lifestyle blog
Taking time out to watch the birds I need to explain my un-authorised absences over the past few weeks first of all. For the past month I have been suffering from “cluster headaches”. A right royal pain in the arse head which are a bit like an ice cream brain freeze, eight or ten times a day and last about half an hour, well for me they are.
When asked by a group of bloggers at Britmums how you get into travel writing, Simon Calder, Travel Editor for the Independent replied: Start in your own back yard In our “back yard” is Fleet Pond. Just half a mile from our front door it is the largest freshwater lake in Hampshire, covering 52 acres. The total area of the nature reserve that it is in though is over
I seem to spend my morning school runs discussing driving safety tips with my youngest who does her theory test next week. How that is even possible when I am still only 27 I really don’t know. What I would like to scream is “You are never driving on your own in the winter. Or after 5pm. Or in fact in the summer” but I know that
The only banana cake recipe you will ever need Lots happened this week. One was that I bought a new bread maker. The other was that four bananas started to look past their best. A happy coincidence that I decided to do something about. Baking is my new happy thing to do. The results are still a bit iffy on some things but putting some ingredients in
That should be the tag line of my blog: “Keeping it real” not the, “I am not a sodding potato” line it currently is (due to the fact people think my avatar shows a potato and not the duck that it is). Over the past few months I have found more and more that everything in the social media world is stylised, beautiful, perfectly lit or just pretty. Don’t
I feel like I am on a mission to save the world at the moment. No sooner am I back from a Syrian refugee camp in Jordan with World Vision than I am knee deep in helping jump start the Team Honk bus for Sport Relief this year. And please don’t mention the other trip to west Africa with another charity that I have just turned down on health
. Well actually it isn’t really a resolution, it is more of a switch I guess. You see the new year is full of “New Year, New You” type slogans and messages in the media but i don’t want to resolve to make a new me. I quite like the current me. What I want to do is make a better me. I want to just make
As I look at the rain outside again, and see on the weather forecast that we might get snow at the weekend, I realise how lucky I am in to be at home. When the 700,000 Syrian refugees currently in Jordan are not. Through no fault of their own they are no longer not only not in their own home, but not in their own country. Thousands of them are
Yay. Congratulations, you are moving house. It is all very exciting. You have found the house you want to buy and you have found a buyer for yours. All is good. Until somebody pulls out and the chain collapses. How often have we heard this? Time and time again a chain collapses and dream houses are lost. So I thought I would share with you my top tips
The news is dominated today by news of a conference in London where 70 nations are coming together to discuss #SupportSyrians. What needs to happen to not only stop the civil war in Syria but how we can all help the Syrians displaced and the host communities now breaking under the burden of looking after the migrants. Six hundred and ninety thousand Syrian refugees are currently in Jordan, the country
Dinner Restaurant Most nights one of our Sage Appliances helps me put vaguely edible food on the table. I like to think that Heston (who helps design the range) is in my kitchen, helping make cooking a bit more of an experience than it really is. Though he does always seem to leave me with the washing up. So when we were invited out for lunch by Tim and
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light Swap the colitas for oranges and the shimmering light for a young chap with a tea tray and this could have been California. Except it wasn’t it was Jordan, and it was the road known as the desert highway. The
