Some Bad News: An Update…

Cheers!

Cheers!

After The Bloke was given bad news last week, we were feeling a little anxious about what the future held for us, particularly with the enormous job change I’ve been going through myself recently…

However, it seems that the gods (or, as like to think, my grandfather) were looking out for us, and within the last few days everything seems to have gone in our favour. It turns out that there was a ‘misunderstanding’ and an ‘administrative error,’ which resulted in The Bloke receiving paperwork that he, apparently anyway, shouldn’t have been given and thankfully his job is safe, secure, for now at least. Yay!

Similarly, I went for a meeting today at a primary school that I have worked with previously, and have been now been employed in my second freelance contract in as many months. It’s taken a little while, but things are starting to take off, and I couldn’t be more grateful. After all of the worries, things can hopefully get back to a sense of normality, and I am hoping that this is sign of things to come. Thank you for the unbelievably supportive messages I received from everyone – it really was a comfort and much appreciated! Continue reading

Lego and a Sexy Nightgown

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The Bloke gets acquainted with the TMNT

It was The Bloke’s birthday last week. As he is in his late 40’s, the concept of birthdays completely passes him by, and he gets grumpy when he has to acknowledge that he is another year older. I, on the other hand, like to make a fuss of him. It’s taken a while, but we’ve managed to work it out over the years – I make a fuss, he pretends to enjoy it. It’s a win/win, for me at least. It’s easy to buy stuff and make plans for him – he’s a total geek – and this year I outdid myself in ramping up the geek factor. I bought tickets to ‘Brick,’ the UK’s biggest Lego convention (I’m surrounded by Lego at home) and after six months of searching I managed to find a rare figurine to complete his Doctor Who collection (only to discover that the same company had brought out new figurines recently, but never mind). Brick was ok – it was smaller than I expected, with the price of Lego pieces and sets being far more expensive that in high street stores, but for avid collectors who were missing perhaps one or two mini figures it would have been absolutely perfect.

I have been back at work on supply (substitute teaching) and freelance, and I’m still very much enjoying the interaction with the staff and students and the lack of responsibility that goes with it. I must admit, I have noticed a slight change of attitude towards me from some of the younger students and new staff who don’t know my previous history at the school – nothing major, just the occasional dismissive attitude, but it’s isn’t anything I can’t handle. Some days, like today, are lots of fun – the students get on with their work and do so with a sense of humour. Others, like yesterday, are difficult and filled with attitude problems and behaviour management techniques. No two days are the same, and that’s the way I like it.

I’ve also discovered that I may have a potential career path that I had never considered before – being a personal shopper. A friend of mine is currently planning for her wedding and asked me to go shopping with her, where she mentioned that she might like to look for a nightgown for her wedding night. I chose this in Marks & Spencer’s – I think her fiancé is going to be absolutely delighted!

Gorgeous...

Gorgeous…

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#RefugeesWelcome: Being Human Isn’t Illegal

imageIt’s rare that I comment or share opinion on political issues. I generally adopt what I would consider to be a liberal perspective on most things, and ultimately, I believe that everyone deserves the right to live how they choose in a safe, healthy and happy place.

As Europe is divided over the waves of thousands of refugees desperately fleeing war in Africa and the Middle East, there is one image that will forever stay in my mind – that of Aylan Kurdi, the Syrian toddler whose body washed up on a Turkish beach on Tuesday. The picture has been beamed all over the world and has become a symbol for the worst refugee crisis since World War II. Continue reading

What Happened When The Bloke Did My Makeup…

imageDespite having the general fashion sense of a teenage boy, I’ve recently developed a minor obsession with makeup. I’ve always worn it, and have an extensive collection of high street products, but my general makeup routine evolves around the basics. On rare occasions I’ll go all out for a night out, but it isn’t something I’ve ever really been concerned with. I totally blame N – she’s got an amazing sense of style and has talked about her favourite vloggers on numerous occasions, so a little while ago I decided to check out a post or two on YouTube. Continue reading

The Importance of a Good Father

While this story is six months old, I saw this on Facebook this morning and wanted to share it.

A single father took his six year old daughter for a Valentine’s Day dinner, and during the meal was given this note…

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It reads:

Hi there! Sorry to spy but my husband and I saw you out with your little date and were so impressed with what a great Dad you are. From two adults who grew up without dads, it’s so important to have a male role model at a young age. Keep up the good work Dad! Dinner is on us! 🙂 

The note was left anonymously, and the father was overwhelmed by the gesture…

It’s so true that a positive male role model will help young females form healthy relationships with men in later life, and it’s unfortunate and wrong that many stories about men and fathers focus on the negative.

So, for all the wonderful fathers out there – this one is for you!

 

London Adventures

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The Bloke and I have very different opinions on what constitutes as ‘a holiday.’ Give me a beach, a pool, a bar and glorious sunshine and I’m happy. He needs things to see and do. I like to adopt my inner vegetable and lay like broccoli, while he’s a ‘get up and go’ type.

We both, however, have a common love of London, and we try and visit as many times a year as we possibly can. Booked in advance, train tickets are very cheap and the journey is only an hour and a half, so getting there relatively easy. There’s something about it that we both connect with – the architecture, history and the atmosphere is wonderful, and over the years we have joined the millions of tourists with our cameras to experience everything the city has to offer.

Last Saturday I was attending the Annual Bloggers Bash, so we decided to make a little mini break out of it. We booked a room at the Premier Inn near Euston Station for Friday night and got a ridiculously early train so we would have the entire day to wander around. After leaving our bags at the hotel, we arrived at the Tower of London in time for opening, and it was already packed – it seemed like half of the U.S. had the same idea as us that day.

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A panorama of the view from the central building

We spent the morning exploring the buildings in the glorious weather, looking at The Crown Jewels and the views of the city and being amused at the tourists making victory signs as they had their photographs taken in the red phone boxes. Their fascination with them always makes me smile – the British use them for urinating in and for advertising pornographic services. As is always the case, there was building work going on to maintain the architecture, so some of my photographs are blighted by scaffolding and cabins.

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The central building

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The Bloke testing his new camera

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Can’t take him anywhere…

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Looking a little more normal…

Afterwards, we went to the food section at Harrods to treat ourselves to a few things for a lunchtime picnic and then ate it in Leicester Square while we watched the street performers. We enquired about discounted tickets for a show, and after discovering that they were a little out of our price range we decided to book tickets at the Odeon to watch the new Mission Impossible film that evening. Granted, we could have seen it when we went home, but this particular cinema is where they host the premier screenings of new films and hundreds to celebrities have been there, so it was something else I could tick off my tourist list.

We went back to the hotel, checked in and promptly fell asleep for a few hours, both being shattered from being awake since 5.00am.

That evening, we went to the cinema and were promptly surprised by just how big the screen was, and the fact that it looked just like a theatre. The film was great – one of the best of the five, and aside from a silly woman sitting next to me who laughed all the way through it even in the parts that weren’t supposed to be funny, I had a great time.

As we were leaving, I picked up my rubbish from the floor and I noticed something underneath The Bloke’s chair. It was an A4 piece of paper, with a still of Tom Cruise in Top Gun. It read:

Congratulations! You have won a prize – please take this to one of our staff to claim it.

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Our prize from the cinema – bonus!

We weren’t sure whether it was a prank, but we took it to the manager in the foyer. I half expected him to laugh at me and tell me someone had put it there for a joke, but I was pleasantly surprised when he smiled and asked us to follow him to a little cupboard near the entrance. Our prize was a Guardians of the Galaxy poster and a copy of John Green’s The Fault in Our Stars. It was completely random, and looked a little awkward carrying it back on the Tube afterwards, but I was delighted – I had wanted to purchase the book anyway, and let’s face it, it’s always nice to get free stuff!

I don’t remember my head hitting the pillow that night. Despite having an afternoon nap, I was completely exhausted…

I love the fact that we have little adventures together. I can’t wait to see what Barcelona has to offer in September!

What about you guys? Have you visited anywhere recently?

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Regrets I Have in My 30’s

imageI remember my eighteenth birthday like it was yesterday. Technically, I suppose it should be ‘birthdays’ – it lasted for about a week as I had four or five celebrations with different people… my poor liver wasn’t happy for some time after that.

Back then, my world was a very different place. I was in my final part of my A Levels, and after twelve years of education I’d had enough, and knew that I was taking a gap year before applying to music colleges to study the violin. I lived at home with my parents and sisters, I was working in a cinema while I was studying, with plans to apply for a job at a local nightclub that had recently opened, and I had spent my holidays doing tours with the International Youth Philharmonic and the European Vacation Chamber Orchestra. I had plans. I was settled. Life was easy… Continue reading

The Annual Bloggers Bash: The Highlights!

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And so it was that I found myself walking into the entrance of The British Library, ready to meet a group of bloggers for the Annual Bloggers Bash, which had been organised by the lovely Sacha Black and her committee – Hugh, Geoff and Ali. I had said goodbye to The Bloke, nervously smoked a cigarette and navigated my way through the hoardes of people on their way to Kings Cross Station. I had been looking forward to it, but inevitably had been anxious all morning, and the fact that I left it a bit late to get ready, had to redo my make up after poking myself in the eye with my mascara (although, I remembered to do both eyes this time) and spent twenty minutes curling my hair only for it to all promptly fall flat half an hour later due to the heat didn’t particularly help. Continue reading

Twenty-One Things That Make Me Happy

It’s been all doom and gloom here lately, so I thought I would take the opportunity to adopt my inner Monty Python, look on the bright side of life and think about the things that make me happy:

1. Running. I haven’t been for a while, but I always enjoy being able to run around the park with some sort of heavy metal music blasting in my ears.

2. Surprise gestures. Lots of people I know dislike surprises, but I love them – I often receive little surprises from my nearest and dearest and they always make my day!

3. Spontaneity. An unplanned evening often turns out to the most interesting. Continue reading

Me, Myself and I

imageI’ve been in a bit of a blogging funk recently and admittedly quickly running out of ideas. However, I saw this great post by the lovely Sare over at Diary of a Teacherholic, and despite the fact that it is supposed to be part of a tagged post, I thought I would join in and answer the same questions myself… After all, who doesn’t enjoy talking about themselves first thing in the morning?

1. If you could go back in time and change one decision you’ve made, what would it be?

There are lots of decisions I wish I could go back and change, but all of those decisions have led to this point in my life, which I am happy with, so given the opportunity I would probably do everything in the same way. However, the decision to start smoking is one I have always regretted – I’ve wasted thousands of pounds and now have the lung capacity of a small asthmatic child. Continue reading