Day 98- Fricking Xmas cake

I decided to be all Mary Berry (instead of a merry berry) this year and have a go at baking a Xmas cake. I’ve never baked one before, but after watching mum as a child bake one I’ve always thought how hard could it be? For someone quite disorganised, its ridiculously hard. Firstly, my husbandContinue reading “Day 98- Fricking Xmas cake”

Day 90 – Just call me Gloria Gaynor

“At first I was afraid, I was petrified” I survived!!! the night…. which is a relief as I’m officially on day 90. Last night my mum shared these gems with me over a 4 hour period: I shouldn’t eat so much pasta (after she dishes up a massive bowl of spag bol for me). It’sContinue reading “Day 90 – Just call me Gloria Gaynor”

Day 88 – two fat ladies

So if you weren’t aware (and sorry if you are and I’m teaching you to suck eggs), the term “two fat ladies” comes from bingo halls in the UK. It might also be in other countries, but I’ve not played bingo since being a kid in a social club with my Irish Nana. The termContinue reading “Day 88 – two fat ladies”

Day 76 – Bashful

I feel slightly bashful of my meltdown yesterday. I think the question just hit a nerve and I spent the evening half watching car share whilst examining my reaction and what it meant. I think I’m hyper sensitive to anything atm as I’m working myself up about my forthcoming heart procedure and also desperately wonderingContinue reading “Day 76 – Bashful”

Day 70 – Treasure Hunt

I’m such a geek, I love planning surprises for people. I get so much more pleasure planning than I do receiving gifts myself. So it’s our first wedding anniversary tomorrow and I’d excitedly planned a treasure hunt for my hubby and my stepdaughter to complete today, starting when they got back from a walk. AsContinue reading “Day 70 – Treasure Hunt”

Day 53 – Grey Day

It’s one of those grey days today. You know the ones. When it’s grey outside, cold and dull inside, like the light has been sucked out of the world. I sit outside whilst on the phone to a client during BBs nap as my phone reception is so rubbish in the house and the coldContinue reading “Day 53 – Grey Day”

Day 39 – The Climb

Normally when we’re down in Devon, Thursday night is a girls night. The husbands put the kids to bed and we normally go for a stroll to the harbour and have a few gins. This time round I suggested a small hike down the coastal path to a beach that has been described as aContinue reading “Day 39 – The Climb”