17 again

The train now approaching Platform 17 is the 4pm Intercity from Shimelle.com.

In order to join the train, passengers should have all visa information checked - here is mine:

It's 1975 and I am 17. I live in Old Harlow in Essex. I am in the 6th form at school and having the time of my life!

My hair colour is auburn

My hair style is in a page boy bob with the sides flicked back

My favourite brand of makeup is Miners

My "fashionable" item is a black velvet jacket with diamante brooches and Brutus jeans with the embroidered panel on the back

My favourite outfit is a Laura Ashley maxi dress

I drive an Austin Allegro on my driving lessons.

On a Saturday I go shopping either to Harlow Town or Chelmsford on the bus.

On a Saturday night I either go to the free concerts at Harlow Town Park in the summer or parties

On a Sunday I do my homework

Monday-Friday I go to Mark Hall Secondary School

My best friend is Jill Spinks

My favourite place to go out is anywhere with my boyfriend

My favourite subject at school is Needlework

When I grow up I want to be a journalist

My favourite drink is Martini and lemonade

My favourite food is Chinese Sweet and Sour Chicken and Spring Rolls

My favourite shop is Chelsea Girl

I want to marry David Essex

My favourite actor/actress is Robert Redford
My favourite band/singer is David Essex or anything Motown. That new band Queen aren't too bad either

My favourite TV programme is Happy Days

The one thing I want to do but can't is swim

My most used mode of transport is walking (until I pass my driving test aged 17 and 10 months)

If I had all the money in the world I would travel the world and buy a sports car - ready for when I pass my test!

I wish I could visit my penfriend in America

My favourite sport is watching other people play sports! I am so unsporty! but if made to in PE lessons, I will play volleyball

This fall/autumn I will go into the Upper 6th at school

At Halloween I didn't dress up. We don't celebrate Halloween much in England

I recently saw One Flew over the Cuckoos Nest and thought it was really good

I am reading lots of books for my English Literature A level and HATE Joseph Conrad's 'Nostromo'

The big newspaper story this year is England staying in Europe, and Margaret Thatcher becoming leader of the Conservative party.

What's that? You want to check my photo? OK, well here it is -

Can I get on? Thanks! Hey you guys, great to see you, is this seat taken? OK, the whistle is blowing and we now have to get to the next stop to pick up Christy . We should get to her by about 1990, so settle down for a long journey, I'm not that good on Geography but I think we're heading over the Atlantic to North Carolina!

With apologies to Abba

Got a song going round in my head and I don't know why.
"You are the dancing queen - young and sweet, only seventeen ...."
Maybe all will be revealed at 4pm this afternoon, better pop back then .......

See you later!

Getting ready

Well I'm searching the wardrobe and getting out my platform boots ready for the trip tomorrow. Hope I get my homework done on time, I'm not allowed up late on a school night. So I have my ticket, and my bag is packed, hope you are ready too!
See you tomorrow - don't be late, it's a tight schedule and we have a long journey to make.

News just in ...

You won't be needing to check one of these: I can tell you now that the train leaves at 4pm GMT on Monday 30 December.
Don't be late!

Nativity

There's been a lot of hype recently about a new film being released called 'Nativity' and I am sure that we have all taken part in a Nativity play at school when we were young. I used to love watching Nativity plays when my kids were little and I am the embarrassing mum in tears as soon as the little angels arrive on stage and the shepherds can't sit still until they have found their mum in the audience. Someone is bound to tip the baby Jesus out of his cradle and you can always feel the anticipation in the air when Joseph knocks at the inn. Will the Innkeeper remember to say 'I'm sorry we have no room' or will he forget and change the whole storyline by inviting them in?
The only Nativity I remember being in was when I was about 10. My primary school decided to try something different that year. We had all been having French lessons (which was rather unusual in Primary school back in 1968) and our teacher decided to do the whole play in French. Pretty ambitious eh? Goodness knows what our parents thought, I'm sure they didn't understand a word of it, which could have been a blessing as I really don't think our accents were too authentic. I do remember my friend Susan Hutchin marching down the aisle of the hall towards the stage with the Kings trying to keep up with her while she was pointing up to an imaginary star in the sky and shouting 'Sweevie lay twarl' which was as close to 'suivez l'toile' as we were going to get.
I had the dubious honour of being the 2nd person on stage. Moira Payne was resplendent as Mary, dressed in a rather fetching pale blue tablecloth and I was purely angelic as the Angel Gabriel in a carefully draped white sheet. 'Je te salut Mary' is all I remember but I guess I must have then gone on to tell her she was expecting a baby. My moment in the spotlight over, I then took my place in the recorder group ready to accompany the choir in the only French carol I ever learnt 'Il est nee, le petit enfant'.
Does anyone else remember their first Nativity play?

Housework Horror

I love the David & Goliath cartoons and this one sums my attitude to housework completely.
My question for today is: Have you ever had a terrifying experience whilst doing the chores?
A simple visit to the utility room today reminded me of a dreadful experience which I thought I would share as my blog for the day.
I need to share some details first.
1. My utility room is part of an extension to the house and we get to it via the garage
2. Although I live in a large town, I am on the extreme outskirts of it and 2 gardens along from me is a large cricket pitch and then open countryside.
So ... one morning last year I went to the tumble drier to remove some towels which had been washed and dried the day before. Not normally a traumatic experience, but on this occasion I put my hand in, thought to myself 'that doesn't feel like a fluffy freshly laundered towel' and indeed it wasn't. It was a large mouse. A large dead mouse in fact. Totally stiff. And in with my clean towels. Did you hear me scream? I'm sure that anyone in a 100 mile radius might have!
What we think happened was that because I was doing the laundry in the evening, I had propped open the door between utility and garage in order to let the steam escape. In the daytime I just open up the door to the garden. So some poor, elderly, homeless mouse seeking refuge from the dark and the cold had scuttled across the fields, scampered across the cricket field, skipped towards the light coming from beneath the garage doors, edged his way carefully around my car (think 'Tom Cruise in Mission Impossible') climbed over the step, and wondered in amazement as he felt the warmth of the tumble drier. Someone (and I'm blaming Darling Husband for this) had seen the drier had finished, turned it off at the wall and just opened the door to let it cool down without taking the towels out. Imagine the glee of the poor little creature, a warm machine and a mattress of fluffy towels to lie his little head on for the night. What a way to spend his last hours. I tell you, it was the worst housework experience I have ever had! Can you equal that?!

Boys!

"It will be cold when you go to Scotland, make sure you buy a nice, warm, sensible hat"

Not quite what I expected him to buy ......

A new image

Today is so grey and damp and dull and miserable that I felt the need for change. The need to brighten myself up and get a little 'oomph' back. So having left work at 12.30 I jumped in the car and went to the hairdressers. You know how you sit there and they make polite conversation and then you get to the 'So - what are we doing with your hair today?' bit - and all bravado about new looks and wanting to look a little bit like some celebrity disappear? Well today I decided to go with the 'Suppose I said you could do what you want to it, what would you do?' And this is the end result:

I must have had about 4" cut off the back and 2" off the front and loads of layers in between. Please bear in mind that after leaving the hairdressers I had to battle wind and rain without an umbrella so it's not as pristine as when I left the salon but I'm pleased I took the plunge.
If you could change one thing about yourself, what would you change? I'm open to suggestions as to what I could do next!

Been travellin'

Oh my goodness, didn't the round the world blog work well? I'm so impressed - what a great idea that was! So interesting to see so many different parts of the world, so many varied lifestyles with one common interest - scrapbooking!

I have been overwhelmed by the kind messages left on my blog and will be replying when I have time but today is so horrendously horrible weatherwise that we are decorating our hallway and I don't think my poor husband will appreciate me spending the next hour on the computer while he singlehandedly does the wallpapering.

Today I have also made my Christmas pudding and here's the proof!All ready to go into the steamer for 8 hours. Started it off last night and had the annual 'make a wish while you give it a stir' tradition. When I was little my mum used to put little charms into the Christmas pudding. They were shaped like little horseshoes and four leaf clovers etc. I remember them so well, they used to come sewn onto a cardboard sheet and it was my job to cut up pieces of greaseproof paper to wrap them in individually and drop them into the pudding mix. Haven't seen them in the shops for years so maybe I am showing my age by mentioning this! My mum always made several puddings for various members of the family, she was such a good cook and enjoyed her baking. When she died, it was hard for my sister and I to have to cook our own puddings, it was just another one of those moments that brings home to you the little things that you miss. Do you know, we have NEVER found her pudding recipe! We have scoured her cookery books and found many recipes with tell tale signs of having been used - splashes of mixture sticking pages together - and pencil alterations to quantities or timings but we cannot find the one recipe she used. Even if we found it, I'm guessing it still wouldn't compare to hers though!

Blogging around the world

Hello! How nice to see you, I'm guessing that you have come to me from Jools' page. That's quite a journey so come in, settle yourself down in front of the fire and I'll put the kettle on for a cup of tea. Sorry, but you are a bit early to try out the sloe gin I started making recently, that won't be ready until Christmas, but you know you are more than welcome to come back now you know where to find me.

You saw the front garden on your way in, but if I open the curtains you'll be able to see the back garden too. The tree on the right has lost all it's leaves now but at the beginning of autumn it was beautiful, full of burgundy coloured foliage. We've still got 5 koi carp in the pond but the herons have had a banquet this year on the golfish we had, we've lost about 9. We've had the pond about 10 years and this is the first year that herons have bothered us, I think the koi are too big for them and too quick at diving to the bottom.

So now you have seen what I see when I open the curtains each day, and I don't want to rush you but I know that Sian is waiting to see you. In fact I think I'll join you, we can find her together. All I know is that she lives in a very tall house, with The Accountant, The Tall One and the Small One. Let's go .....

My first award!

Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you to Rachel who has given me this award


Don't worry, there is not a tearful, long acceptance speech on the way and hopefully no wardrobe malfunctions while I am up on stage collecting it! I am so touched and grateful.
Now, the spirit of the award means that I have to share 5 facts about myself that others may not know so ....
1. I have danced on stage at the Royal Albert Hall. I would like to thank my partner, Martin Stringer, for learning all the steps that our teacher Mrs Bishop taught us in country dancing at Churchgate Street Primary School so that we did not make fools of ourselves. This fact goes back to 1966!
2. I used to have an imaginary friend called Zolly Watson. She lived in the playhouse at the bottom of the garden when I was about 6. We used to play there and our favourite snacks were lucozade and chocolate digestive biscuits.
3. I met my husband on a blind date. 29 years of marriage later .....we're still together!
4. My perfect dinner would start with champagne and end with chocolate. With some kind of lamb dish served in between.
5. I am absolutely petrified of lifts. Would rather climb 8 flights of stairs. My motto is 'Tis better to arrive breathless than a tearful, nervous, trembling wreck. And think of all those calories you are burning!

So, now I am going to continue the award giving ceremony by giving the award to some of my favourite blogs out there.
Robyn, Denise, Claire, Amy, Sarah, Sian
These people are personally responsible for keeping me away from doing the ironing, making me late preparing dinner and generally distracting me from doing anything remotely related to housework.
I know that some of these have already been nominated this award but I just wanted them to know that they're in my favourites list! I would also nominate Rachel who nominated me but I'm not sure if you are allowed to go round in circles!

Sweet Delights

Oh I'm in a mess. Icing sugar over my dress and a tell tale sign of melted chocolate around my lips. The laptop - which was on the breakfast bar while I was cooking, looks like it's been out in a snow storm and I hope icing sugar doesn't affect the inner workings of it. It's not my fault. I blame Mel. It's strange but anything that leads me off the straight and narrow of the Rosemary Conley healthy eating plan is almost always someone else's fault. Well if it isn't Mel's fault, it must be Rachel B's.
You see Rachel B did a post about some fudge she bought which looked fabulous. Mel wrote a comment on the blog which mentioned 'no boil fudge'. Which immediately got my attention because I love fudge but my recipe involves boiling for about 20 mins which inevitably leads to 3rd degree burns on my arms where the melted sugar spits out at me while I stir. So I contacted Mel through her blog and today she sent me the recipe. In fact it would seem that Mel is quite the cook, she even has a seperate cooking blog .
So I got to business as soon as I got home and the fudge is chilling nicely in the fridge at the moment. It cuts into 32 pieces which roughly equates to 29 pieces for me and one piece each for the rest of the family :-)
Thanks for the recipe Mel!

Then and Now

Today's task is to look back a year and see what we were doing and how things have or haven't changed. If I look back to a year plus a day I come across this . My daughter's graduation from Sheffield Hallam University. She had just got a 2:1 in Business and Marketing.

So pick up your remote controller and press fast forward to today. If someone had told us that 12 months after that day she would be ridiculously happy working 10 minutes from home in a hair salon I don't think either of us would have believed it.
For 12 months ago she had just landed a fab job in Covent Garden, London working for a prestigious media communications company working on global accounts. What the 2008 'us' didn't know that over the next 10 months she would narrowly escape redundancy, tire herself out in commuting, become bored with the job, and basically become so unhappy it impacted on many parts of her life and in all honesty, made her ill.
She's now retraining, back at college one day a week and working in the salon for 4 days. With a great bunch of friendly people, using her artistic skills and learning new things. A huge decision to make, and I am sure a fair few people thought 'what a waste of a degree' but I can tell you that what really matters is that I have my happy daughter back. She is well and content and keen to start the day again.
And of course, so many free haircuts - she looks quite different!

The Weakest Link

Oh please don't let it be me! I've joined the Round the World blog group and am now very worried about letting the side down. I'm sure it will be fine but I've never posted something to be published at a specified time so I am going to experiment with this one. Hopefully it will show up on the blog at 8pm tonight even though it is earlier than that now.

So anyway, back on planet Shimelle we have been told to do a post about something we will scrapbook later but I have a bit of a twist on that, I've not got a picture I am going to scrapbook, but I have a selection of edgings waiting to be used in some artistic way.

While I was at the crop on Sunday there was a brief period of time between finishing my 2nd layout and the raffle being drawn. Now I may not have been a big lottery winner, but I have been lucky at the Crafty Stash crops (something to do with millions of people doing the lottery and only about 25 at the crop?).

So I spent a little time and a bit of money on a few 'essentials' from the lovely array of goodies Sue had brought with her and then I spied a basket of cutters. Now, I only have one edge cutter and it's about 2" long and only works on paper so to have the opportunity to have a little play on some very posh, intricate ones was too much to resist. I collected together some decent sized offcuts from the papers we had been using and did a selection of fancy edgings.

My only dilemma now is how best to use them. Suggestions?



PS Good job I stayed for the raffle, I won a lovely 12 x 12 fancy template - Thanks Sue!

Sunday crop

The crop at Welwyn Garden City today was really good and I loved the colours of the papers that we had to work with. I especially like the red and white page that we did and I was pleased that I had taken a photo of my daughter that I had taken just before she went out on Saturday night. It was lucky that she was wearing a plain black dress so it fitted in nicely with the theme of the papers.

For the other page I found a picture that was taken on her birthday which was also shortly before my son went back to start his 2nd year at university. He is wearing a red t shirt which again fits in with the colours of the page quite nicely.

I always enjoy the crops, it is so good to see other people's work and it is amazing to see how different photos can change the whole look of a page and also how other people interpret ideas. I am learning so much. I come home inspired and keen to start on my own ideas for pages. So in theory, this week I should be doing a bit more scrapbooking to go with the blogging. Watch this space ....

The Four Seasons

Hands up anyone who woke up to to a scene like this outside this morning:

Yuk! Isn't it horrible? I woke up to howling wind rattling round the house and rain lashing against the window. My husband doesn't understand when I say that there are parts of Autumn I really don't like. He loves the fact that in England we get a wide variety of weather according to the season and would not enjoy living anywhere that the seasons don't change. I don't like the fact that in England we sometimes get all 4 seasons in one day! You can wake up to sunshine and get caught out in a thunderstorm later on, or wrap yourself up warm against the elements in the morning and find yourself sweltering under 4 layers of clothing in the afternoon. I guess that is why a true Brit will always find themselves prepared for any eventuality. And why it is very hard to pack light if you go away for a weekend!
I suppose it gives us the excuse to buy lots of clothes for all weathers and we need a wide variety of footwear for all conditions. Imagine living somewhere that you could get away with two pairs of flip flops for the whole year! All those knee high boots, ankle boots, high heeled sandals, strappy sandals, winter shoes, ballet flats, flip flops, Ugg boots etc etc we would miss out on 'needing'.
I try to be organised and at the end of the summer put my little strappy dresses and shorts away, as I pack up winter sweaters and skirts and opaque tights at the beginning of spring. But because you never know when you may need winter clothes in summer, it's a tough call to make.
Don't get me wrong, I love a cold, fresh, crisp autumn day when the leaves are turning, and I love the crunch of freshly fallen snow underfoot almost as much as I love cloudless blue skies and sunny days. It's the damp I don't like. Don't like dashing from car to house and still getting drenched, don't enjoy driving through the huge puddles that appear in country roads, and could quite easily hibernate until the rain stops again.
Is it just me? Anyone out there enjoying the weather today?

Mindreading

Once again, Shimelle has read my mind - move over Derren Brown, there is another contender for your job!
I was going to post a thank you to all those people who have kindly visited my blog and an even bigger thank you to those who have left comments. I always make sure that I check out the blogs of those who leave comments and it is such a shame if there is no way of knowing where to look. I normally click on the name and check out the profile and look for clues of where to find their blog but it isn't always there :-(
I do realise that in this class I have done an awful lot of blogging and not much scrapbooking but that will be resolved this weekend. I'm going to an all day crop organised by Sue at Crafty Stash which I am really looking forward to and guarantees two layouts to be published afterwards. I normally meet up with my friend Denise but she is on a weekend scrapbook extravaganza and won't be there so I will be 'Billy No-mates'. So if you are going to be there too, give me a wave and a smile! Here's a peek of what we will be doing ... (click on the dots!)
For those of you interested in sewing, you have to have a look at Robyn's blog. What an amazing quilt. I discovered Robyn's blog while on another Shimelle class and have checked it out regularly ever since. How that lady finds enough hours in the day to do all she does with two young bundles of mischief I do not know. Pop by and tell her I sent you!
Thanks again for blog-hopping in my direction, hopefully there will be pretty pictures of layouts after Sunday.

Guaranteed to make me smile

How long must it have taken them to organise this? This is my 'happy tune' at the moment. It only takes me 10 minutes to drive to work and I like to listen to happy, upbeat music for that short journey. It guarantees I will arrive at work with a smile on my face which is always a good way to start the day!

Chores

Hands up who likes ironing? Hmmm. Not many! I hate it. I hate the fact that you can spend hours over it today and in a couple of days time, another pile will be waiting for you. But this picture is one pile of ironing that I don't mind at all, in fact I enjoyed doing it. Because this pile of clothes belongs to my son and the fact they are on the ironing board means that he is home from Uni for a couple of days.

It's weird how something this simple brings out the maternal instinct in me. My son is home. He needs fresh, home cooked food. He needs clean clothes. He needs those clothes washed, dried and ironed. In other words - he needs me. Things that I took for granted as the kids were growing up suddenly take on a new view when they don't have to be done any more.

Our instructions for having kids sound simple. Feed them. Keep them warm. Keep them clean. Look after them and keep them safe. Give them the right amount of freedom at the right point of their growing up to be confident, independent people in their own right. And that's where it gets harder. Because meeting that last part means weaning them off of needing us so much. It means teaching them to stand on their own two feet and go out into the world. Learning how to cope and overcome difficulties on their own in the knowledge that there is unconditional love and support whenever it is needed.

So whilst I hate ironing - I love the fact that this particular boy has brought this particular pile of work for me to do because for just a small period of time again, he needs me to do it for him.

Home Cooking

Home cooked chocolate cake. MMmmmm. Now I have your attention!

This is the favourite cake of the son mentioned in yesterday's blog post and I have baked it especially for his return tomorrow. He has a reading week this week. As we haven't seen him for almost 8 weeks, you can imagine we were looking forward to having him home again for a week.

Then his girlfriend found a good deal on the internet for 4 days in Scotland. Now down to 3 days of seeing him.

Then he decided to come home in his girlfriend's car tomorrow rather than come on the train on his own today. 2 days of seeing him.

Then they decided to not leave Manchester until the afternoon tomorrow rather than the morning. 24 hours of precious 'son-time'.

Fortunately that coincides with my day off and so I am looking forward to actually spending time with him. As my daughter has Wednesdays off too, she will be home as well. Maybe we could actually have a nice lunch out in town. I'm not holding my breath though, plans could easily change!

So what has this to do with today's prompt? Not a lot, except that I have become a bit lazy recently in the kitchen. I always cook a hot dinner from fresh ingredients and I do really enjoy cooking but I used to bake - a lot! When my mum was still alive she would come to us every other Sunday and I always baked a proper 'pudding' and always had a freshly made cake for tea. I've got out of the habit and I need to get back into it as it is a good way to relax and the end results are usually worth the trouble. So this is my intention, to have a few posts relating to my cooking successes and disasters, hopefully there won't be too many of the latter but I promise to blog them when they happen!

In the meantime, anyone for a slice of chocolate cake?

A Message to my Son at Uni

and an update on the lounge (now finished)

Excuse the mess

Sometimes it scares me a little when a prompt from Shimelle seems so utterly appropriate to what is going on in my little life. Take today's class. Photos from around your home. How did she know that we are smack bang in the middle of decorating the lounge? Spooky.

Normally decorating is done as a team effort, me doing all the cutting, pasting, pointing out bits he's missed, making lunch and numerous cups of tea etc and my husband doing the difficult bits. Like the wallpapering, the ceilings, gloss work and all the bits I deem myself too short or not good enough to do. However, this time he has taken two days off work to do it and therefore, I have been excused participation. Today I have come home to this

which is what a 3/4 finished lounge looks like. Just the ceiling left to do and the glazed doors that open out into the dining room. Certainly nothing a 5' 1" person should be left in charge of ;-)

So while I am closing that door and forgetting about it for a while, let me show you a small part of the dining room that I love.

We decorated this room about 3 weeks ago. And I do mean WE! I painted 3 walls and he wallpapered the 'feature wall'. This little light comes from Laura Ashley and is so pretty. You can't see it that well but it has dozens of little glass beads hanging down and when you switch the bulb on it reflects and looks so beautiful. The shell was a gift from my penfriend who came to visit in May. We've been writing to each other for 40 years now and have met 3 times. She came over and stayed with us before her and her husband left on a Mediterranean cruise and when she got back to the USA she sent us some gifts. One of which was this shell which comes from the area of Sanibel Island, Florida where she has a holiday home. It's absolutely beautiful and I love it!
Normally when I post something showing a layout I have done, I merely put it on the carpet to photograph it, I think I may try using this corner to display things in future.

Now then Shimelle, no more classes telling us to photograph our homes until all decorating is finished - agreed?

Welcome to my Working World

Hello, it's so nice to see you. Do come in, and please excuse the mess. Did you pick up your security pass at reception? Good. So here we are then, ready to discuss the events of my day.
I work part time at a fairly large secondary school in Hertfordshire. About 1200 students at the last count. I work part of my day in the exams office, which is a busy place at the best of times but with Year 11 mock GCSEs starting next week and entries for January modules taking place it's manic.
So let's sit here in the main office where I work for the other hours of my working day, it's quieter in here, but no less busy. Oh, and can I introduce you to my colleague Dany, who is in overall charge of Work Experience but we work very much as a partnership in the months leading up to it. Our girls have just finished their week out in the world of business and we're starting the feedback part of the job.
I want to share something that may seem insignificant to the rest of the world but something that gave us a warm glow this morning and a feeling of 'job well done' all day.
Work experience can be challenging. Some girls know exactly what they want to do and are keen and enthusiastic and it is straightforward to find somewhere for them. It's been tough this year with the credit crunch, businesses don't have the extra staff or time to give up a week to show a 15 year old what they do all day, and quite frankly a lot of places locally haven't survived the recession. Some girls want the impossible, one girl wanted to work at a space station - well, we do have Science College Status so I guess we will always have someone hoping to aim high!
Bearing in mind I had 156 girls to try and find places for, and it's done on first come first served basis, by the time I am down to the last 10, inspiration is seriously lacking. My 156th girl was someone who is not academically inclined, prone to trying to avoid lessons and generally not taking much interest in anything. People told us to not bother taking too much time finding anything as she probably wouldn't turn up anyway.
But something in that comment made Dany and I determined to find something that would hold her interest. I am a firm believer that the 'problem' children are sometimes only a problem as they are bored and don't have any interest in the normal subjects. It is a matter of finding something to grab their imagination and keeping them absorbed. I also feel that everyone needs to feel that their opinion is important, to listen to them and show an interest.
By a convoluted sequence of events and a passing comment when she came to discuss work experience with us, we managed to secure a placement for her at an RAF base in Suffolk, based about 15 mins from where her grandparents lived. It was agreed she could live with them for the week and they would get her there. She absolutely loved it. She went every day, threw herself into whatever they asked of her, is absolutely set on joining the RAF on leaving school. The RAF sent in a glowing report about her, she was a joy to have there and she fitted in from Day 1. She's going back in a couple of weekends time to help out with a display and she has returned to school a more confident, enthusiastic person.
Sometimes you have to accept that a square peg will not fit in the traditional round hole and find the right shaped home for them. We honestly feel that a few extra hours finding something out of the ordinary for her might just have turned her life around.
Gosh, is that the time? The going home bell will be going any minute, thanks for popping in. See you again sometime I hope!

Take 5

My top five ingredients for a lovely lazy Saturday would have to be:

Spending the day here

The Sanctuary Spa in Covent Garden. Total bliss. 100% relaxation and an equal amount of pampering. Nothing less than all us stressed out scrappers deserve!

After being buffed and polished and massaged to perfection, home to a nice chilled glass of :
I never used to drink red wine much but over the years I have discovered that I do in fact quite like it! A nice glass of Montepulciano goes down very nicely but my favourite white wine at the moment is Torres Vina Esmeralda. On offer at our local Waitrose at the moment, don't just take my word for it - give it a whirl!

OK, so my body is relaxed and I am unwinding nicely, time to switch on the tv and watch

Strictly Come Dancing ! Hard to say who my favourite is yet, but most of the celebs I wasn't keen on have gone now. I'm still finding it hard to believe that Ali and Brian were in the dance off ... but I digress.

Of course while I am chilling and relaxing and applauding Natalie and Vincent, drooling over Ricky Whittle's six pack etc etc my darling husband will be slaving away in the kitchen, maybe having taken advantage of a nice M&S dinner offer

Lamb. Of all the meats, lamb is my absolute favourite. And don't try and make me feel guilty by making me think about those fluffy white sheep gamboling around in the fields. I just love Lamb. If we go out for a meal and lamb is on the menu, DH raises his eyebrows and says 'no need to ask what you will be choosing'. Predictable? Moi?

So how best to round off this day? Anyone who knows me will know that one ingredient is missing - chocolate. So I think we need to get out a big box of chocolates from Hotel Chocolat.

Has everyone tried Hotel Chocolat? What? How can you not have? They are the best chocolates ever. Check out their website now ! This has been a GOOD prompt Shimelle, I've enjoyed making my list and mentally working my way through it, time to put it into reality I think!

Proud Parents

Almost exactly a year ago, our daughter graduated from University. It was an amazing day and we were both so proud to see her walk across that stage in her cap and gown. The University Chancellor Professor who was overseeing the gradation ceremony was Robert Winston who we know through his television programmes like Child of our Time and expertise in Fertility Science. His speech was absolutely amazing, funny and interesting and inspiring to the graduates.

We have so many happy memories of that day, it was lovely to see our little girl in her ceremonial robes. The end of a 4 year course that had been eventful in many ways. I have already scrapped a page regarding her graduation but there are so many stories behind that page that can only be fully appreciated by her family and closest friends. Strangers watching her walk across that stage would never know the problems that she had faced and overcome. So this picture brings so many emotions to the fore.

Which Mr Man would you be?

If I were a character in one of the Mr Men books I would definitely either be Little Miss Impatient or Little Miss Messy.

I try hard not to be either of these things but one inevitably leads to the other. If I weren't so impatient, I would take my time to do things and be more neat in what I do. But I have always been the same, I want to do something - I want to do it NOW!

So today when the course started, I didn't want the pre-prompt, I wanted the real thing! I kept checking back to see if it were there and I've just seen it in my inbox. As I am out at a Rosemary Conley class tonight, I need to do my first day blog and so (you guessed it) I need to do it NOW!

So what have I been doing today? Well, this morning I got the sneak peek for the November crop day organised by Sue at Crafty Stash along with the class requirements for this month. Trying to guess what kind of layouts we're doing, I've had to search through my photos to find something appropriate. The second layout looks like it is black/white/red themed and I wanted to find a black and white picture of my daughter which would go with that theme. I've found that whilst she refuses to pose for a photo for me, she is happy to have her friends take pictures on nights out and then publish them on Facebook. So while browsing through there, I came across this

I think with a bit of cropping, this could be a good picture to use. Little Miss Glamourous?