A lifestyle blog
. I have been meaning to write about this ever since we got back from Kenya and I think it is the perfect topic for this week’s Gallery theme of colour. HOVIC, was a hive activity, in fact one of the noisiest and busiest projects we saw during our time in Kenya. The boys were eating, dancing, hanging out of trees, having lessons, or just generally sitting around with their
. I know we’re all mad busy running around after people, chasing work and doing what our boss “needs” (sometimes I think our bosses actually need something else entirely but that’s another story) but I want you to do something for me, dear reader. I want you to write a letter to someone. A nice letter too, not one from “Disgusted of Tunbridge Wells”. Because nice letters really make a
.The Lumie Iris Bodyclock — A Review I was offered one of these amazing gadgets as part of my Valentine’s Gift guide and loved it so much that I have decided to do a whole review on it because, well, because it could be life changing. It landed on my doorstep at a time when I didn’t know which way was up. The tail end of last year
. You first came into my life in a dark, wet and gloomy November. There was another at the time, you knew that, and actually, the other knew that and that once you were in my sights they didn’t stand a chance. The other knew that once I knew you were mine they were going to be relegated. Kicked out into the cold of the garage until you could
. God I hate this film. And I haven’t even seen it. I hated the books and I hate that we now can’t move for having it rammed down our throats. Twinnings made a tea (but have since back tracked after a huge furore), Tesco are selling dressing gowns, Walmart in the US is selling a gift basket that comes with handcuffs. Can we all just calm the
. This year I am all about the staying in. My new phrase is “Staying In is the New Going Out” and later this week I will share my ideas on food and gift ideas, but for now, let’s focus on the booze. First up you have to have fizz, right? It’s sort of the law on days like Valentine’s Day. And Christmas. And Birthdays. And New Years. And “today
. I kicked myself when we were on the maternity ward in Kisumu. As we walked out I spotted two ladies working away on sewing machines. I was behind the rest of the group so trying to catch up and I desperately wanted to take photos of the ladies to show my lovely mum in law who is a keen seamstress. There are, rightly, strict rules on taking
. It won’t have escaped your attention that I am a bit involved with Comic Relief this year. And also a lover of food. In fact if you don’t know those two facts about me you are clearly new. And won’t know that it is Mummy Barrow law that newbies send me biscuits. (Ed’s note: Get on with it Barrow). Oh yes. Right. So given that I am a huge
T mailed me when she got an email asking her to come along to a relaunch. I wrote back in approximately 0.00001 seconds “Are you kidding? Of course!” Tortilla hasn’t reached our sleepy corner of Hampshire and only came on the scene after T pretty much left London, so it was new to her to be honest, and she hadn’t realised that it was my “occasional treat lunch” from my office
The irony of Ranty Friday this week being about online etiquette and of people ranting online is not lost on me this week. I just want to get this out in the open right at the start. I think my point about online etiquette is that whilst I love a damn good rant, what I don’t like is people being abusive online. And that is my point this
. In the run up to Valentine’s Day next weekend (and a blog post next week with some fab gift ideas) I have been asked by Evolution Money if I would like to host this guest post. It makes for very interesting reading! It wasn’t that long ago that Valentine’s Day meant buying a card for your loved one and perhaps a bunch of flowers or a box of chocolates.
. If you follow me on social media you will know that we spent the weekend in Edinburgh. Sorry about that. So with the theme this week for the gallery being cold, well it had to be photos from Scotland I am afraid. Again. We woke up to snow at home at 4.30am and I suggested to Mr B that we might consider cancelling. He is made of sterner
