I don’t know about you folks, but I know that I drink way too much coffee and not enough water. To me water is boring, I don’t like it. Since I moved to Gloucestershire I’ve not liked the taste, it’s just not like Cornish water. Two days before my wedding the kids and I popped up towards the capital to the WWT London in Barnes as guests of Robinsons. There was a serious talk for the grown ups, whilst the children all went outside with WWT staff to play. Dee wasn’t “feeling it” at all this day and was on the verge of losing his marbles – he doesn’t fit too well with young children, I think he prefers the company of adults. Luckily though there were coasters – lots of them, so he kept making card houses to knock down.
Last week my boys and I went to the capital to Westfield shopping center. We were invited to meet the staff and see the new season range of boys clothing at Base.
What can I say, it’s the sort of week that brings up bad emotions. Just recently a London food blogger Wilkes888 jumped to his death from a tall building in London. I’ve been there, not that building, but I’ve stood with one foot inside one foot outside in a tall building. My building wasn’t glamorous or nice. It was Debenham’s where I was working at the time. It was any normal day but I snapped, I’d had enough. I didn’t know what was wrong then, but this was my breakdown. I was on shift and I’d gone into a stock area. This is just a corridor between the fake walls and the actual walls which are mainly huge single glazed windows with cold metal frames. I calmly opened the window really wide and climbed out. I was on automatic pilot, I wasn’t snivelling – I’d already decided enough […]
I do not have many memories that involve my Father, but this is one of those. It also involves Teddy, one of the first bears I remember owning. View image | gettyimages.com As a tiny girl I occasionally visited my Father for days out in the city. On the day in question it was warm but grey. We went to one of the many open spaces along the Thames and we went boating. A tiny wooden paddle boat, faded and flaking blue paint outside and greying white inside. There were no life jackets, but there was a red and white ring on the river bank. I don’t remember getting in the boat but in the boat I was imagining the boat was bigger and my Dad would come home with us so we would be a “normal” family. Even as a tiny wee thing back then I knew living with […]
For no real reason, here are some photos I took in London. I was born in London, and I miss it.
Am I the only person in England that knew nothing about the Tour de France being in London today? Off I merrily went up the Northern line as I had been in central London this morning and afternoon. I had two hours to kill until my reserved train home. Camden the other half suggested, so off I went in search of shoes, something to fit these giant feet. On attempting to return to Paddington for my train home to Gloucester I got held up. Three selfish idiots holding the door open on the tube so their mates didn’t have to get the next tube. Then just mega busy trying to get past people in Paddington.
I know I know, I shouldn’t put exclamation marks in a title, but I have. So there. I am excited. We are going to Italy because I wrote this post recently. Daddy/Blokey can’t get time off work but Jen, D and I are going. All last week I was excited it is nearly #BritMumsLive now that isn’t as exciting (sorry bloggers).
Freya Woof has an early Christmas gift – an adorable collar and lead set from pet London. It has a flashing tag and a clear plastic clip (buckle) on the collar. At night, or in bad weather, the light from the flashy tag gets reflected/amplified by the clear plastic clip so it seems more visible. By day this is just a cute matching set, but at night its a smart safety feature.
After reading Rachel’s blog post entitled Homelessness on the rise I really felt I should write my experiences. As a young adult I wasn’t in a good place, often I had no income, rent to pay, and no food in the cupboards. I would often go “scrumping” and take fruit from trees I could climb or knock fruit down from. Sometimes I would take the out of date stock from behind Sainsburys and Safeways. I was very skint and was threatened with eviction many times. So skint I accepted a job at £40 per week for 38 hours work. Unbelievably this was not where or when I became homeless. Instead of renting flats I had to rent rooms, be a lodger in the homes of others. Only eating my “free food allowance” at work some days, no breakfast or lunch. It’s not ideal, but it could be much worse hey? […]
This week I’m re-taking my driving test, having failed again just before the camping trip to Devon. I lost it in a 5 to 10 second window – I stalled on a major roundabout, had a miniture panic attack and I think it was 5 attempts before I’d restarted – by which time I was crying. Instant fail right there, bugger! I knew it was but after this we kept driving, and I had just 4 “minors” in total, and one of them was “gears” which related to the roundabout incident too, as I couldn’t restart it and hadn’t checked which gear – was second still. Seriously if I’d got first gear, I wouldn’t have stalled, then panicked, then cried, then failed! One mistake, a simple stall and I panic, I hate the “sitting duck” feeling of being on a dangerous bit, a junction, a roundabout, traffic lights, that feeling […]
London is a very strange and beautiful city. Some really old buildings like St Paul’s cathedral, and then the ultra modern like the Shard. Nothing really fits in the capital, yet is this jumble-sale style mixture of architecture that make it what it is. I wouldn’t change it, personally I love London. London… Legoland style! The obvious “best view” place is the London eye, just towering above the Thames and County Hall below. A fave way to the capital is hop on a river boat, not one of those ferries, but a smaller company is often better. As for the commentary, priceless!
For the last fortnight I’ve been a bit wobbly. I had told myself was nothing, just nerves about going to London, about Blokey being in Canada and about the driving test. I was wrong. It’s been getting worse, so I begged for a doctors appointment. I get Labyrinthitus a few times a year but this didn’t feel quite like that. The doctor said its BPPV or benign p-something positional vertigo. Different types of vertigo on NHS choices site explains the differences medically. How it feels to me… It’s like being stood on a boat, rocking and swaying constantly in the tide. I sway even when sat down. To be honest I still feel I am moving now, as I type this in from my bed. It is unpleasant, very. I feel sea sick and on dry land. Walking is a challenge as it really steals your balance, I would definitely […]