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February Record Warm Weather, And Ice Cream On The Beach.

Hi all hope you are all doing really well, The weather here has been fantastic,  temperature's in North Wales were I live, has been 20 degrees, 20 degrees in February wow, listening to the news they are record temperatures for the UK,  it feels like spring and the skies are Blue without a cloud in sight and the flowers are fully blooming, the past few days people are just so much happier with smiles on their faces amazing what a little bit of warm sunshine can achieve. 
   I have been mainly outside the past few days planning how to upgrade my Winter garden, standing there with my hands on my hips making silent plans in my head, but maybe I will hold off slightly I have a funny feeling the UK will pay for the lovely weather, some snow storm or Beast from the east 2.  It's been so nice to take my power walks without freezing my arse off or getting soaked in the rain.

  Myself  and my sister took a good long walk with her beloved and handsome dog Barney it was his Birthday and…

My Naughty Neighbour.

This post is auto fictive to protect identities.

  November 2015, moving in day, the day was dark and raining, I drew back my curtains in my bedroom to find a moving truck with two men in blue overalls, busy in their work back and too from the truck to the house,  carrying boxes of stuff and shiny wooden furniture the repetitiveness made me bilious.   "Oh new neighbours", I shouted wondering and thinking of the mysterious human beings who would be gracing the house.  Very very quickly I would find out exactly who they were.        In the new year I had a lovely invitation to a house warming but that night I had another engagement so I declined.   You know dear readers when someone just gives you the chills when you see them but you don't know why, that's exactly how I felt each and every time I encountered the particular person of who I am writing about, I couldn't tell you why I just was on my guard, I often think Women have a radar of sorts and can spot a creep v…

The Benefits Of Eating Porridge.

                This is not a sponsored  post.

 Since I was young I have eaten Porridge for breakfast, coming from an Italian household  it was a very odd thing to do, my Father would never touch it, but my Mother used to love it and used to make us hot bowl of it before we went to school, especially during the Winter months, we  would happily skip along  to school and endure the cold British Winter's.   As I got into my late teens it was no longer cool to eat it, in fact I don't think I ate breakfast for years, as I got older and my body was shouting feed me first thing in the morning I started to realise the value of nutrition, and started eating my childhood bowl of porridge again.
   First thing in the morning before the day has officially begun I go and grab a bowl and some skimmed milk my oats and blast them in the microwave with a little touch of sugar and I am set up for the day.   Gone are the days when I used to use a saucepan and stirred and stirred, I now blast min…

Storm Erick's destruction, and lunch at Frankie and Bennys

Hi all, a brand new week is here, I had a very stressful last week, all because of someone else's incompetence and I actually had a fight with a stranger who decided to be abusive with my 83 year old Mother I had never been so disgusted in my life, I hate losing my temper and it left me feeling lightheaded and I  couldn't sleep, but I had to protected her. The next day Storm Erik began over the UK and the noise of the 80 mph win gusts and the torrential rain were horrendous, I didn't sleep all night, the next morning I awoke to my dust bins all over the place rubbish scattered all over the floor  and my shed roof lying in big bits on my garden patio. Brilliant I thought even the fucking weather hates me this week, as I was drinking a hot cup of tea my pervert neighbour (more about him another time) came running up to my bay window shouting "your shed roof is down, your shed roof is down", "I know" I replied.

   I so needed cheering up I felt so stresse…

Are You Your Star Sign?

I have loved Astrology ever since I was a child my Mother and older Sister was obsessed  with their  Horoscope's reading them in the magazines, wondering if they will come true, I went a little further and studied it, buying books on the subject and and learning about moon signs and rising signs.  So I decided  to write a post entitled are you your star sign.

My star sign is Leo,  The lusty lion, no not really that's my little joke there sounds good though, I thought so anyway.  Leos are supposed to be warm, generous and loving  fun with an air of royalty about them, yep that's me he he he. Looks wise Leo's are supposed to have a  big Maine of  hair, large eyes and beautiful face, Yes yes yes to all three, you see what I am doing here readers.😁 Worst negative trait is being bossy, No not me at all. 
   There are three types of Leo's  the bossy know it all show off, the quiet    Leo and the half in half, I am definitely the half in half.  Leo's in love li…

Love At First Bite.

Do you remember your first love, my lovely readers, I bet you do. I remember mine, it was Summer 1988 and I was introduced to this strawberry blonde 6 ft 15 year old with a name beginning with M(better not say his real name) he was the new boy at our comprehensive school. I had heard all the girls fancied him and he had already snogged a few of my friends, so I didn't like him already I thought he was a lush.  I was the last one out of our group of friends who hadn't  met him  yet, and I was glad because I fancied someone else anyway. Ooh Get me.
      I walked up the road to meet my friends after I had eaten my tea and there in the distance was this tall teenage boy, I looked at him and thought "Is that him, is that what all the bloody fuss was about" as I was about to talk to my friend standing next to me, this boy or M, caught my eye and was staring in my direction, and I can safely say readers, that my legs went to jelly and I felt sick. I was in love.
     My f…

Do We Ever Get Over Nasty Childhood Comments.

Do We Get Over Nasty Childhood Comments? In my own opinion I don't think we do, we remember  them even when we grow older, I have learnt to live with mine, but I very much still remember them, they don't affect my life, but when I think back to them, a little tinge of sadness and hurt still possesses me.   I was never badly bullied, but I would say that I was picked on a lot because I looked a lot different than everyone in my class and friends, I grew up in North Wales, in the eighties, where everyone in my class surname's where either, Jones, Evans or Davies so I stuck out like a sore thumb, my family were from Italy and I had a funny surname, so I am sure you could imagine the jokes that were at my expense Pizza, pasta and all that but the best one they came up with is being sung Just One Cornetto at me, any one remember that bloody advert?  that was just some of it, it also didn't help that once I was tall, I was the second tallest girl in my school, and I deve…

The Girl With The Jet Black Hair.

The Statue in the garden bare, with life and love and nothing there.
Oh, how she wishes he could see how much she needs the company,
 With life and love in his lifeless glare, she just stares and stares.

Walking through the messy house, with disruption and shouting loud
She cannot wait to run to her  childhood playground, with fun and laughter
and children around.

Sweetness and light and all sugar and spice, how her life was much simpler then
not the harshness and trouble and strife.
My how her life has changed, tired eyes and tired face.

Looking in the mirror, she does not recognise herself, same hair and same smile
but with dead eyes looking back, how sad, why can't things stay the same why do they have to change.
Don't laugh when I say I can't, don't stare when I say  I don't care.

Please let the sun come in and sit warmly on my face, let me feel the heat.
I am so sick of this cold dark place.
I will rise above, floating around in clouds higher and higher above…

Don't Piss Off The Blogger.

This is a post I wanted to write for a while, but wasn't sure if I was going  to, I wanted to share some of my wisdom on the not so great points on being a blogger. I didn't want anyone to read this and think well she has only been doing this for just seven month's what does she know, she has a long way to go, I just wanted to write about some early experiences of being a new blogger and the not so good point's.
       Don't get me wrong if you are reading this I love writing my blog posts and communicating with all my readers and maybe my up and coming ones,hint hint.  I am talking about some of the things I have learnt   on my brand new journey.   If I could share a little of my experiences so far or if you who have a blog of your own who have had similar experiences as  myself.
       I work so hard on each post, when I write I really do think about what I am saying, I want to be as sincere  as I can on each one, but I do re read them several times over as I…

Why Did I Hate Myself So Much?

When I look back on my life, and think about all the situations the  good and bad  that I have lived through and dealt with like everyone else does, I know, I am braver now than I have ever been before, I am not sure why,  may be it's age, experience or wisdom or all three, in fact I know it's age, things that affected me before like the little dirty look some stupid girl gave me in the pub toilet to being told off for something silly by a boss, it just doesn't affect me like it used to, looking back I hated myself the way I looked,  I was too fat compared to everyone else, I hated my dark hair it was thick and fizzy and took hours to dry, I thought I was so fat, I had boobs and a bum my hips were to wide, my legs were to fat,  I could have gone on all night finding faults with myself.
         The real problem I  had very low self esteem, I was shy and I unassuming and if someone gave me any attention I would have ran away, I often thought that in relationships with m…

The Multi Tasking Blogger.

          Photo Taken By My Good Friend

     Now that December has gone, and we are well and truly into another month and a brand new year, now that I had a little rest from the blog, I can now say I am well and truly "on it" as they say. Even when us bloggers and content creators are "resting" we are still working, thinking of new idea's, spotting things to photograph on our everyday travels, our  minds and ideas never stop. I carry a little note book with me to write down any ideas, that come into my head, in case I forget them.
    My blog is now nearly  seven months old and I have had such a good time, I have learnt so much on the way, I have learnt a new style of writing, how to use social media correctly, send e-mails to companies for influencer jobs how to use a blogger programme  etc etc so many strings to my bow, I am still learning every day and I feel like the blog is still transitioning, I have talked to so many lovely bloggers who I admire greatly …