I wasn't always a dog lover, I used to be absolutely terrified of them. I would literally beg Mum to cross the road if one came towards us or I'd run in the opposite direction if one came towards us in a park. A reaction that only sent the dog running after me thinking I was playing with it instead of running for my life.
Wednesday, 25 February 2015
Wednesday, 11 February 2015
My lack of internet interaction over the festive period wasn't entirely down to the fact that I was too busy socialising and stuffing my face. We celebrated New Years in the back end-of-nowhere surrounded by fresh air, trees, birds, headless ducks and the odd one eyed deer, (I'll explain later) with no signal or connection to the outside world whatsoever. And it was total bliss.
Monday, 9 February 2015
Not every book we read at Book Club is a success. We once attempted The Crimson Petal & The White, which aside from taking up a huge chunk of my hand luggage allowance on our Honeymoon to Mexico and almost giving me a black eye on the sun bed, it pretty much went down like a lead balloon with everyone. Having said that, the televised adaptation of the book staring Romola Garai and Chris O' Dowd was brilliant (his dinkle not so much, sorry Dawn O'Porter) which managed to save that particular book club meeting. It started with sensible discussions about prostitution and women's rights in Victorian England and swiftly ended in the group watching those infamous and saucy scenes in Magic Mike. Don't ask...but it was a fun night.
Wednesday, 28 January 2015
A good cup of tea seems to be about the only thing getting me through these chilly and dark January days. There really is nothing quite like a cup of tea, made just the way you like it, (because lets face it, us British do all have a specific preference as to how we like our tea) in your favourite mug and snuggling up on the sofa watching
Big Brother the news and counting down the days until spring starts to show it's lovely face. Whether you're more of a builder's cuppa lover, milky and weak, herbal and healthy or if coffee is your bestest bud, there's no making our soul soothing hot drinks without a good old kettle.
Friday, 23 January 2015
Oh I do love my pooch...Miss Molly Moo. OK so being an Old English Sheepdog, she's more like a small donkey as opposed to a pooch, but she's a loveable, dopey old thing and if there's one thing my family are all guilty of, it's spoiling her perhaps a little too much. To the point where she's become a little crafty when it comes to bagging a treat or two from us and she's got the soppy-I-give-you-love-you-give-me-a-biscuit- trick down to a fine art. So when Barkbeats got in touch and asked if Molly would like to receive one of their exciting boxes full of canine treats and surprises, I just knew she'd be the paw-fect recipient.
Wednesday, 14 January 2015
I'm Back...! Well that turned out to be a month long break from blogging that I certainly didn't plan on taking. Apologies to any of my lovely readers who thought I might have done a runner and abandoned my blog. Sadly my poor old laptop came down with a nasty virus (to the evil internet trolls who create those bugs- you should seriously consider putting your technical brain cells to better use, you annoying lose bags!) and even though my poor brother spent numerous days and hours trying to get it back to health, the horrid germs kept coming back. Which left me with no choice but to invest in a shiny new blogging contraption...!
Monday, 15 December 2014
I always thought that one day I'd become this domestic goddess. But as life gets busier, it's becoming more apparent that we just can't be good at everything. My spare time is precious these days and I'm becoming less and less inclined to spend that time brushing up on my baking skills or learning how to sew. It's cheaper to buy cakes pre-made and Mum doesn't mind sewing on the odd button on for me anyway. But the wedding planner in me does love a little creative decor making. So when UK Christmas World got in touch and asked me to review their festive decor, it was the first time in a while I've been inspired to set aside some time, dust off my DIY skills and personalise a Christmas Wreath for our home. Just call me Martha...