Showing posts with label BritMums. Show all posts
Showing posts with label BritMums. Show all posts

Saturday, 2 November 2013

A bit late but ... Happy Halloween!!!!!

My friend was complaining about Halloween the other day. She was saying that Trick or Treating was really just legalized begging and that she hated the way children came round to her house asking for sweets. Her thoughts surprised me as, for me, Halloween has always been a fun night full of community spirit.

For me Halloween is about dressing up, painting faces, decorating the outside of our house  and welcoming the children who come around for sweets. We are fortunate around here because there seems to be an unwritten code of practise ... if you have any sort of Halloween decoration on your front step then you are up for Trick or Treaters. If your step is empty and your house dark then it means "Move on, we're not interested".

Usually we have family around for something to eat and even though my boys are a bit big to go out Trick or Treating themselves they like to have their faces painted to open the door. For me, face painting is like therapy! Before I worked in my current job I ran a little face painting company, going to children's parties, so I love to paint and am there with my sponges, paint brushes and glitter at the drop of a hat!







What I love about the children around here is that they dress up and come round with their parents. They were, without fail this year, polite and friendly. I know that if I lived in an area where people were aggressive and frightening then of course I would feel differently to the way I do ... but I can only judge from what I see...


One of my favourite things to make n Halloween is lychee eyeballs ... They are so simple to make and very tasty ... if you can get over the way they look!! You need a tin of lychees then spoon in some raspberry jam .... then pop in a blueberry and Bob's your uncle .. eyeballs!!!

Happy Halloween!!!!




Tuesday, 25 June 2013

BritMums Live 2013 ... why am I so knackered??

Blimey, but I feel knackered. In a good way I'm happy to say, but knackered all the same. Its not because I've done anything silly like running a marathon or doing the ironing. Its more of an emotionally exhausted kind of cream crackered.

I blame it on BritMums Live.

You might be wondering what on earth I got up to to feel this way... after all its hardly the UN is it? We weren't deciding on the fate of Syria or massing armies to descend on an oil laden principality.If you had seen the blogger delegates waiting to go into the conference you might have been forgiven for thinking we were all queuing up for a PTFA cake sale. To be honest, having been witness to the amount of cake consumed this weekend, the PTFA would have been dead chuffed to have held a sale this popular.



No. We were just bloggers.Mostly women, some men ... all shapes and sizes ... all linked by our love of writing, of sharing our lives, our fears, our skills.

I had decided this year to be chilled about my trip to BritMums Live, and I was. The last thing I wanted was to end up a sniveling snotty wreck like I did last year. I know I set off last year with the hope that I'd have a fab time, but I had ended up eating my bodyweight in chips and mayonnaise, sitting alone in my hotel room, surrounded by tear and mascara stained tissues.

This year, as I rounded the corner to The Brewery where BritMums Live is held, my heart started to beat faster and I felt the tears well in my eyes ... It wasn't a bad feeling, not the dreadful lonely feeling I had last year ... it was the feeling of excitement. I could see women heading like bees to their hive, some alone, some in small groups, some on their phones, some lugging huge bags ... all a riot of colour, nerves and smiles.

This year I didn't even get into the Hub before I had met 2 welcoming faces - the gorgeous Selena from Oh the Places We Will Go! and Michelle from Mummy from the Heart both of whom knew me, welcomed me, made me feel like a superstar!!! Thank you ladies!!! From that moment I didn't look back. I was on my own and I didn't know anybody in real life, but I was determined to look at badges without embarrassment and say hello to all. This might sound a bit naff, but I thought that if I could stop anyone feeling like I did last year,then that would be fab ...

There was not a single person in the whole 2 days whose eye I caught who didn't smile at me. The fact that I experienced that feeling this weekend is enough of a fix to last me a while!

This year I was brave enough to actually go up and talk to people - a massive improvement on last year and I was just blown away by how nice people were. This may not sound like rocket science to you, but for me it was just wonderful. There were lots of people who were just lovely and it struck me how very genuine they were ... unafraid to put their emotions out there and write about what really matters to them.

The theme of BritMums Live, for me, seemed to be summed up by the workshop "Blogging from the Heart". It confirmed for me that I was on the right track with my writing, but it also made me decide to do more ... more for other people, more for charities. I have to consider this, but I really think that while I can still write about my life I want to expand and somehow be more than just ... me.

Hayley from DownSideUp and Pippa from StoryofMum really struck me with their openness and their huge desire to be part of a community. For them blogging seemed to be more than just sharing about their lives ... it was about blogging for the greater good. Maybe I can try to be a little bit more like them ...

Of course the chances are that I will continue to moan about my children and bore everyone to death with endless photos of my allotment, but you never know ..

So, having decided to become a better person and a better blogger why am I so shattered?? You would think I'd be full of energy ... It could be the emotional roller coaster, or the late nights, or the copious amount very reasonable quantity of free champers I consumed at the BiBs. I spent the weekend laughing - thanks to Selena and Gina and crying, then laughing, then being inspired thanks to the brilliant Katie Piper. I had my heart beat like a hammer as I waited to see if I had won the Lifestyle BiB and felt relief as the fabulous Mama Syder was awarded it. (Really?? .....  me on stage attempting an articulate acceptance speech after 2 glasses of free champagne??? It would have been a snotty, sweary mess!!)

Maybe I'm knackered because its over ... maybe because its so exhilarating to be with people who really understand the joy of blogging and now that I am back living my normal life its ... its ... well its still lovely, but I have so much to do!! So many blogs to read, posts to write... I need to master Google+ and leeks ... I have leeks to set ...

Did I mention I have an allotment?




Monday, 17 June 2013

My allotment before ... and after.

Its been a little while since I talked about my allotment on here. Some of you may be relieved about that ... However, I think the time has come to shake the mud from my gardening gloves and do a little bit of typing so that you can see how its coming along.For those of you who are not into gardening, allotments, vegetables ... well, what's wrong with you??? Pull up a chair, pour yourself a glass of wine/ cup of tea and prepare either to doze off or ... well, probably just prepare to doze off really.



Just to remind you, if you haven't been here before, or if you had forgotten, this is what the allotment plot looked like when I took my husband to see it in August 2010. Needless to say, he thought I had lost my mind.

I, however, had a picture in my mind of how I wanted it to look and we are beginning to get there. 

We started by chopping everything down as far as we could. Then we covered it so that the couch grass and nettles died down. When that was done we slowly began to dig over the plot in small sections.

That first year I really didn't think we would be able to grow anything, but we did. The other allotment holders were wonderfully supportive and generous and before long I had been given Autumn fruiting raspberries, blackcurrants, strawberries and lettuces. An elderly gent, L, who has spent his whole life in the countryside and who could definitely be called a rough diamond/rogue has adopted me and without him I would be way behind where I am. He and I spend the happiest afternoons together, digging, chatting, planting ...

Last year the season was dreadful and hardly anything grew. I lost a bit of impetus really. But this year? This year I have renewed enthusiasm!!

This is what the allotment looks like today ...


This photo was taken from the same spot as that first one. We, well, my husband, has made raised beds and we have put down weed mesh and gravel pathways. You can see in the foreground my herb and rhubarb bed. On the left of that I have leeks and cucumbers.


Behind that bed is one with beetroot, lettuce and more leeks, all interspersed with French Marigolds.


On my big flat bed I am growing summer cabbages under netting. I have sussed how to net my produce this year! In previous years it has been somewhat disastrous!! Around the top sides of the plot are my fruit bushes. The pigeons tend to come and sit on the branches if you're not careful so I spent a lovely afternoon creating a Heath Robinson-like netting cage to protect redcurrants, gooseberries, blackcurrants.


The top edge of the plot is full of raspberry canes. I have Autumn fruiting ones which are yellow when ripe and beautifully sweet. There are also Summer fruiting which I put in last year.


This long bed has strawberries growing down its side, but will soon be full of climbing French beans which are currently in my little stand up green house at home. In the background you can see my blue water butt which will soon be full of liquid feed. My lovely L ( my gardening guru) has told me to get a little bit of horse manure or maybe some chopped up rhubarb leaf in a netting bag suspended in the water and liquid feed will ensue!


Here you can see my summer raspberries and then in the earth I have planted Charlotte potatoes. I am hugely late with these, but they will either grow ... or not!! In the netting are my Brussels Sprouts, again given to me so kindly by another allotment holder. Hopefully we will be able to eat them this Christmas!


This is the view from my raspberries with sprouts on the left, cabbages on the right. The first bed on the left has a courgette plant, as does the second bed, this time donated by my lovely sister-in-law. At the end is a bed with a marrow plant and a butternut squash.


From here you can see my courgettes on the right and marrow on the left. Both will grow massively soon ... I hope!! On the left you can just see my composter, made from pallets I got for free from a timber yard.


When we first got the allotment there was so much rubbish to dig out, amongst which was this old broken wheelbarrow. This year I have filled it with compost and planted nasturtiums. I plan to add salad leaves too.


I cannot tell you how much I love being down there. Spending an afternoon alone with my veg with only the sun, the breeze and the birds for company is wonderful. Some days I get down there and the lovely L is there doing some weeding, some digging. He is over 80 now, but the most amazing man - so interesting, so full of knowledge. We often work alongside, bantering together.

If you had said to me 5 years ago that I would have an allotment I would have laughed at you. It always seemed the realm of old people!! Maybe I am getting old ...


But there is something magical about turning a neglected and rubbish strewn plot of weeds into a thriving vegetable garden. I started knowing next to nothing and I still have so much to learn, but every day, every season I learn more and more. I still can't quite believe that I can actually grow things to eat!! I just wish my house looked as neat!!










Mammasaurus - How Does Your Garden Grow?

Saturday, 8 June 2013

My son has headed off on the Duke of Edinburgh Bronze Award.

I have just dropped my son off at a car park somewhere close to the English countryside. He is doing his Duke of Edinburgh Bronze Award this weekend and so will spend today and tomorrow hiking, camping tonight.

His trial weekend, which took place a few weeks ago, was a weekend that started with the two of us reaching melt down point before 8.30 in the morning. It continued in that vein with hideous weather and totally inappropriate food supplies.



Like a fool I had asked him to type in the co-ordinates for the start location and he nonchalantly typed in the wrong ones. As I drove down Barnet High Street with 10 minutes to go before his start time I realised the error and chose that moment to go completely mental. "Coping under pressure does not seem to be one of my stronger points ..." I remember thinking to myself. Having screamed and sworn at him I typed the correct address and drove like a maniac ( yes, I know ... totally irresponsible) to the right car park this time.

Off he headed with his rucksack, into the wilds of Hertfordshire. He had worked out with his team the menu that they would eat for the 48 hours and with true middle class teenager ignorance of hardship of any kind, or indeed the nutritional requirements of walking for 8 hours a day, they had packed a combination of Super noodles, Haribos and that staple of the trekker's breakfast ... croissants.

On the Saturday night, as I lay wrapped in my warm duvet, I listened to the driving rain beating against my window panes and thought of him in his two man tent.



We picked him up from another bleak car park the next day. As the groups arrived, walking hunched against the horizontal rain, their faces were grey from exhaustion and hunger. The general consensus was that this was the worst weekend of their lives ... a rude awakening to the hardships of life on the open road. Teenager after teenager groaned as they removed their rucksack and more than once I heard the words "I am never doing that again!!"

But they are doing it again and, to be honest, I am proud that he has headed off with the backpack my husband used to travel around the world, with not the smallest hesitation or worry. He has learnt a lot from that first, miserable outing and I am optimistic about the next 48 hours! He was up early ( admittedly only to get a last hour of X Box play in), but hey, he was up! He showered, cut his toenails ( to try and avoid the ghastly blisters he suffered last time) ate sausages for breakfast, and packed a totally different bag of food. This time he has a decent packed lunch, trekkers food in foil boil in the bag packets, Kendal mint cake, water in a metal container ... He has put his walking boots on properly instead of sliding his feet into them like slippers and not doing the laces up properly ( I did tell him, but did he listen the first time??)

So ... we shall see how this expedition pans out. I hope it goes well. This is the start of him growing up, becoming a young man of the world rather than my baby. I am proud of him.

Thursday, 30 May 2013

I am so excited I could burst ... thanks Open University x

I am trying to contain my excitement. No, really. I have been waiting 30 years for this Saturday coming and when I think too much about it I get a lump in my throat...

I have even spent money on a new pair of shoes ... money that could probably have paid off the national debt of a small African nation. But, as I said, its been 30 years in coming.

This Saturday I am going to graduate. I am going to become Secret Housewife BA (Hons) 1st Class. When I started my journey 30 years ago, going to Leicester University to study History of Art and Italian I really never expected that it would take so long to achieve my goal. I assumed that it would be three years of enthralling study in lofty garrets, talking about Vasari and Dante and reading poetry by candlelight.

It didn't end up like that. I spent most of my time at Leicester in a room that resembled a cross between a cell and a section of a multi storey car park. I developed a cheese and tomato twinnie habit and for those of you who don't know what this is - its a massive baguette style sandwich that is absolutely delicious, but wicked on the waistline. Most of my friends were medical students who spent all their time studying anatomy, and not in a fun way.

I was left alone in my room chomping on twinnies and the occasional take away curry, avoiding lectures full of History of Art students in twin sets and pearls who delighted in telling me I was not PLU ( People Like Us) This meant that I had not been to private school and my parents did not own half of Hampshire. The loneliness and boredom crowded in on me like two vicious bullies and I wrote reams of miserable poetry. Just thank your lucky stars there was no such thing as the internet back then or you would have been subjected to my volumes of self pitying despair. No doubt my Twitter feed would have been plagued with 140 character long suicidal verses.

Needless to say that although I was academically successful, mentally I was a mess and during the summer holidays before the third year, where I was due to spend 3 months in Rome (oh, the hardship!), I dropped out.

My tutor, whose name I forget, did not even bother to reply to the letter I sent telling the History of Art department that I was desperately unhappy and would not be coming back. Thanks love.

To be honest it was a move I never regretted. My life turned a corner and I started work in casinos, met my husband, traveled the world and generally led a darned happy life.

But always, in the back of my mind was my failure. I had always been the bright one, the one who might have gone to Cambridge or Oxford ( and not just for the delightful shopping and punting facilities). But I had ended up with only A Levels and a non-professional career. As I hit 40 regret did start to raise its ugly head. There was a sense of "What could I have been...?"

But now I know. My beautiful, kind and clever sister in law told me about the Open University. She told me I could transfer the points I had gained all those years ago and finish my degree. So I did. I have.

On the tab at the top of this post there is a page which links to everything I wrote during the 3 years it took me to complete my degree. It takes you from when I was just considering it, through the hard times, the self doubt and the times when I nearly burst with pride. Like Saturday. Saturday I may well burst with pride and I will definitely be wearing my waterproof mascara. I will write about my day and post photos of me and my lovely family. As I write this I feel a bit tearful, which is frankly ridiculous and could be linked to a distinct lack of chocolate in the house, but I just wanted to let you know. And show you my shoes.


Tuesday, 28 May 2013

Save the Children Food for Thought report.

Today is a special day. Today is the day Save the Children publishes their report on the affect of malnutrition  on cognitive and educational development in children. Today is the day we, the world, could start to do something about hunger.



I have been a supporter of Save the Children for some time now and when asked to write about this new report I jumped at the chance. As someone who works in a school I thought I was pretty aware of the effects of hunger on the ability of children to learn, but the files I have read from Save the Children take the premise to another level.

There have been times in the past when I have had to go to our school kitchens to find some fruit, milk, maybe a sandwich for a child who has had no breakfast, who is pale and staring into space, unable to learn. Think about yourself and how you feel if your tummy is rumbling .. hard to concentrate isn't it? But how do you think it feels when you haven't eaten properly ... well ... ever? How do you think it feels to eat once a day and maybe that meal consists only of grass or leaves or, on a good day, wild fruit? And how does it feel when that day is not the only day like that ... that every day is a hungry day?


Nguoth - photo courtesy of Save the Children

Nguoth is a 12 year old boy who lives in the Akobo region of South Sudan. He is 12, but he looks like an 8 year old. He has missed two years of school completely because when he was 8 the shortage of food became so acute he and his family were forced to scavenge for wild fruit, their only food source when their cattle were taken due to inter communal conflicts. The Akobo region is described by the UN as "the hungriest place on earth". Floods and drought have destroyed gardens used to grow crops and conflict has resulted in constant tension, fear and the cattle raids that have denied families access to milk.

At the moment Nguoth is back at school, but says that even now he misses two days a week purely through hunger. He has nothing to eat before school and spends all day feeling "shivery". He wants to be a doctor when he grows up ...

27.7% of children in this area are malnourished, 7% severely. 

Kasturi - photo courtesy of Save the Children

Hunger is not restricted to Africa. All over the world malnutrition is affecting children and devastating their futures. Kasturi, the little girl in the photo above, is 8 years old. She was born a twin, but her twin died when she was 10 months old. Her mother couldn't provide enough breast milk to feed both children.

Not only did the lack of food cause such obvious tragedy, there is an insidious and hidden threat. 85% of brain growth takes place in the first 5 years of life. If you don't have enough food then your development is affected. This means cognitive, language and social skills - all reduced for the sole reason that a child does not have the right nutrition.

Kasturi struggles with her academic work. She finds it hard to keep up with other children and has had to stay in the same class for 2 years. Sadly Kasturi is not alone in this. In India 29.8% of children are underweight, 38.4% of children under 3 are stunted.

These statistics, shocking as they are, are not nearly as shocking as the fact that if these children had enough food to eat they would not be suffering in this way. Not as shocking as the fact that there is enough food in the world to go round - it just just doesn't get to people like Nguoth and Kasturi. If they had enough food and their mothers had enough food when they were pregnant or breast feeding their development would not be stunted and they would not have to go through the daily agony of extreme hunger.

I find it hard to comprehend that in this day and age there are children, people, anywhere in the world who have to scavenge for wild fruit to survive. As the people of the West grow obscenely fat, tucking into three meals a day, supplemented by snacking, there are children out there who wake up every day with the pain of hunger the only thing in their bellies.

I cannot imagine how hard it must be for a parent not to be able to provide enough food for their children - to watch them die, to watch them struggle to concentrate because they are so desperately hungry, to watch them fail at school for the simple fact that they are not nourished.

Save the Children are out in many of these places right now, providing support in the way of schools, teachers, books, advice on breast feeding and nutrition. But they need our help. Even with the best teachers in the world if children are malnourished they will, on average, be 20% less literate than their better nourished companions.This, in turn, affects their life chances and the vicious circle continues. There is enough food in our world. The problem is that its distribution is not organised well enough. Greed gets in the way of humanity.

 The G8 leaders are meeting in the UK on June 17th and we need to make them realise that something needs to be done. We need to raise awareness and make hunger disappear from our world. We are in the 21st Century and yet every 15 seconds a child dies from hunger.

Every 15 seconds. A child dies from hunger.

And if they don't die their life prospects can be devastated.

Would you accept that fact if the children were British, or American, or Australian??
No.

Would you accept this for your child? Your grandchild?

So ... what can you do?



3. Join in with the #foodforthought Twitter party on Tuesday 28th May 1-2pm GMT

4. Blog about this issue

5. Talk about, share this issue!!!

Malnutrition is the underlying cause in the death of 2.3 million children every year. Save the Children's new report identifies for the first time the impact of malnutrition on educational outcomes across a range of countries. Not only are children dying they are have their life chances devastated for the simple reason that they are hungry. Every day they are hungry.

We must be able to do something about this. Please help.
Thank you for reading.


All information and statistics courtesy of Save the Children



Wednesday, 22 May 2013

I'm a Brilliance in Blogging Lifestyle Finalist 2013 ... wooohoooooo!!!!!


NOMINATE ME BiB 2013 LIFESTYLE

Well ... you are not going to believe this but ... I only went and made it into the Final of the BiB Awards!!! I found out this afternoon when I was at work and couldn't resist a little dance! I am so thrilled to have made it to the top 6 blogs in this national competition.

If you are one of the people who nominated me or voted for me then ... THANK YOU!!!!! 

I have been writing this blog for about 7 years now and it has been such an enjoyable thing to do. I have always loved writing, but it never ceases to amaze me that anyone actually wants to read what I write about, never mind vote me into the final of a writing competition!!

I am in the final six with some really fab blogs and I thought you might be interested in having a look at them. So ... here are the links to them. Do go and have a read, but please come back to me!!! There are some really interesting posts and and a variety of voices and I hope you enjoy having a peruse! For me its really interesting to visit other blogs which are similar to mine in content and yet, at the same time, very different.

I would love to win this award, but, to be honest, I am just looking forward to meeting some of my fellow bloggers and getting to the final 6 is more than I ever hoped for. Plus I do believe they have champagne at the awards served up by rather gorgeous men who are stripped to the waist and have more than their fair share of muscles ... Obviously this would hold no interest for me ... I am a married woman of a certain age after all ...

Anyhoo ... enough of this idle and slightly sexist chat ... here are the links to the other finalists in the Lifestyle category. Good luck everyone!!!







Now ... I need to sort out what to wear ... would sequins be too too much ...??

Thursday, 16 May 2013

The Fast Diet continues and the BiBs voting closes ... how exciting!!

Well ... how nice is this?? Its 6.30 on Thursday evening and I am sprawled sitting on my sofa with my laptop - dinner in the oven, son #1 in the kitchen with his maths tutor, son #2 at football with my husband and all is well with the world!! Its very rare to find me able to do this sort of thing - luxury!!

I can now trawl the web to my heart's content, safe in the knowledge that there is a scrumptious chilli in the oven and I am up to date with everything that is important. Obviously I could be, at this very minute, hoovering or dusting or maybe tidying something ... but, for goodness sake!! I'm not Anthea Turner and it will still be there for me to do tomorrow ... or the next day.

Interesting news on the Fast Diet front. I had a bit of a naughty week as far as food went ( although I stayed true to my fast days ) because I had friends over for lunch one day and probably ate my body weight in Boursin, but ... my stats were really rather intriguing. Well ... when I say intriguing they are probably quite dull to anyone not on the Fast Diet, but  I thought I would share them anyway.

Although I put on just under a kilo in weight ( just under 2 pounds) my percentages were very different. My fat percentage went down from 44.9% to 41.7% and my muscle and bone percentages increased. I have definitely lost fat around my middle and I am hoping I have lost internal fat too.

The whole fasting thing has eased into a steady routine and I am able to manage my fast days well. I feel hungry, but it is not unpleasant. I tend to have a cup of tea when I get up, then I don't eat until about 1pm when I have a piece of fruit. I then wait until early evening to eat my 300 to 400 calories. I have bought myself a nice water bottle and am drinking way more water than I have done in years.



I feel so much more alert than I did before. My mind is clear and I can articulate my ideas far better than I did before. This of course sounds ridiculous and it may be purely my imagination, but this is how I feel! I am sleeping better, don't feel bloated and ( probably too much information this ... ) I have started having periods again for the first time in nearly a year. I can see this being a long term way of life.

Its strange that when you mention you are on a fasting diet some people have the reaction that you are mad, its not safe, its a fad. My brother in law, when I suggested he go on it rather than struggle to diet, said that he wanted something sustainable. For me, being on this plan seems far more sustainable than the " being on a diet" plan where you spend your whole time thinking about what you can't eat and what you are going to have for your next meal.. Each to their own though.

This week I have no plans to gorge myself on cheese and my hormones will be back to normal so hopefully next week my weight will be lower again.



On other matters the voting closed in the BiBs Awards. I still can't really believe that I was nominated for a national award. I don't know who nominated me, but if you are reading this ... Thank You!!!! Last year I reached the short shortlist for the video section of the BiBs and I don't think it really hit home how amazing it was to be up there. This year we will all find out who has made it to the top 6 on the 22nd May and I am so excited!! If I make it to the last 6 this time it will mean so much! To have my writing, my blog, recognised by a national award would be incredible. I am not, however, counting any eggs or chickens yet as I am up against some very good blogs. Cross your fingers for me??


Sunday, 12 May 2013

Are you going to BritMums Live 2013? I am!!! Hope to see you there!


Are you going to BritMums Live 2013? 
I am going this year and have entered the Linky here so I can hopefully get to know some of the other lovely bloggers who will be there. Why don't you enter too ??

Name: Sarah
Twitter ID:  @ugglymuggly       (it used to be @secrethousewife,but I stupidly lost my password.Doh)
Height: 5ft 
Hair: Blonde   
Eyes: Blue
Is this your first blogging conference?    
                                                                            
                                                                                                 
No. Its my second. I came to BritMums Live 2012.
Are you attending both days?
Yes I am and I'm really looking forward to both. This time I'm staying for the BiBs too as I'm on the long shortlist for the Lifestyle category. Will find out soon if I'm lucky enough to be on the short shortlist!!! But even if I'm not I'm looking forward to seeing who wins ... so many good bloggers!
What are you most looking forward to at BritMums Live 2013?
I am hoping to be able to meet up with some of the people whose blogs I read and who read mine. I am also really excited about hearing Katie Piper speak.
What are you wearing?
Probably purple jeans and pink laced cat boots (comfy & not as lary as they sound) and a weather dependent top ( I thought a top was advisable...)
What do you hope to gain from BritMums Live 2013?
I want to learn more about blogging. I hope I am not as shy as last year and actually have the guts to go up and chat to people. 
Tell us one thing about you that not everyone knows
I have dived with sharks whilst having my foot nibbled by a moray eel ...
Thanks for reading this! If you see me at BritMums Live I would love to have a chat! I may look like I know what I'm doing,but its all a facade!! I will be chuffed to meet you!!

Tuesday, 30 April 2013

The Fast Diet ... week 5 and life is feeling fine!

Its a lovely sunny day and my mood is sunny too. Not only did I spend all yesterday afternoon planning my lessons for this week, leaving me feeling rather satisfied and smug, but I have lost weight and lowered my BMI. Woohoo!!

Since I have been on Dr Michael Mosley's 5:2 Fast Diet it has been, as they say on the telly, a journey! I have just about got myself to the the right place with the whole thing, after a month of experimentation. And, at last, the weight is starting to come off. Not only that, I feel so much better in myself. I have lost that bloated, fat feeling and feel so much more alert in myself too.

The interesting thing about eating a reduced calorie intake twice a week is that I don't feel the need to overeat the other 5 days. In fact it has made me more aware of what I am eating and I am enjoying a far healthier diet purely because that's what I fancy.

Yesterday I made flapjacks ( blinking delicious I am told!!) for my Book Club. I didn't eat any as it was my fast day, but had thought that I would have one this morning with my coffee for breakfast. But, actually, I'm not bothered. I've given them to my boys as part of their packed lunch and I had a bowl of porridge instead.

I have read interesting reviews on the Fast Diet which are scathing, but for me the diet is working. It fits in with my lifestyle, is flexible, does not deny me the enjoyment of food and has resulted in me feeling a lot healthier, cleaner ( if you know what I mean?) and generally happier.I don't think being hungry twice a week is a killer and you'd be amazed at how filling a big bowl of salad can be at only 50 calories.

I have put my stats on my Fast Diet page on the tabs above, but over all I have lost a couple of pounds and 2 inches off my waist. All good. I am looking at this as a way to live my life forever - not as a quick fix fad.

If you are just starting or about to start? Good Luck!! Experiment to see what suits you and keep going if you don't lose weight immediately. Its not all about weight loss, its about a healthy life!! And as I said at the start, my life today is looking decidedly sunny. Woohoo!!!




NOMINATE ME BiB 2013 LIFESTYLE     I am so thrilled to be on the shortlist for the Lifestyle Category of the BiBs. If you could take the time to vote for me by clicking on the badge to your left I would be really grateful!! Voting closes on 12th May. Thank you!!!

Wednesday, 24 April 2013

Please vote for my blog which has been shortlisted in the BiBs Awards 2013!!!

A little while ago I put a badge up on my blog asking my lovely readers to nominate me for the BiBs and ... to my amazement and eternal gratitude ... some of you did nominate me and because of that I have been shortlisted in the Lifestyle category. Whoooop whoooop!!!

The BiBs are a national awards ... Brilliance in Blogging ... and are run by BritMums, the largest Parenting site in Britain. There are 16 blogs on the shortlist for each category and the voting now begins!! On 12th May the voting stops and the top 6 blogs for each category go through to the Finals where the judges will decide on the winners. Those winners will be presented with their awards at BritMums Live 2013, a huge blogging conference in London, complete with champers and spotlights!!

There are some amazing blogs up for the awards in various different categories, everything from photography to travel to inspiring blogs to new blogs.

So now ... if you like my blog ... I wonder if you could take a moment to vote for me?? Please!!! All you have to do is click on this badge below and you will be whisked away to the Land of Awards where you will find lists of blogs. If you scroll down mine is under Lifestyle.

If you look for the blue link that says:

Vote for the 2013 BiBs now!!  Click and you will be taken to the voting page.

                                                               NOMINATE ME BiB 2013 LIFESTYLE

I hope that's not too convoluted ... Its pretty self-explanatory really ... and I would be so chuffed if you did vote for me. Thank you lovely reader!!! x

Saturday, 30 March 2013

Dr Michael Mosley's Fast Diet ... I have begun!!

I am currently sitting at my laptop in the kitchen eating a bowl of porridge. It is delicious! It is also my breakfast of choice these days, even on my fast days. ... Yes, I did say 'fast days'. I might have to explain that ...

I had noticed a couple of friends at work looking particularly well and rather slimmer than usual - not that they were particularly overweight to start with - and I mentioned how well they looked. It turns out that they had started Dr Michael Mosley's Fast Diet and were enjoying the benefits of said regime. At first I was skeptical  but as the book was selling for only £2.95 and my friends were so enthusiastic I bought it, read it and decided to try it for myself.

Now you may be thinking "fast?? That sounds a bit radical and unhealthy" but this idea is not about starving oneself. It is also known as the 5:2 diet or eating plan and involves intermittent  low calorie days. The book explains far more eloquently than I can here how it works, but, briefly its like this ...

In days gone by we humans would eat well some days because we had hunted well and then we might not eat as well or at all for a day or two. Over the last fifty years or so we have, in the Western world, developed a grazing habit. We are rarely hungry ... we eat because its time to eat and we eat portions that are too large. We eat too much meat, too much processed food. Dr Michael Mosley researched into the history and science of fasting and came up with the Fast Diet idea. This was not a flash in the pan and he self experimented with startling results. Not only did he not die of hunger, but as well as losing weight  ...and  most important of all, his blood test results revealed fascinating changes in his make up:

  • His fasting glucose levels had gone down. 7.3 down to 5.0

  • His cholesterol levels had reduced.

  • His Triglyceride level had gone down ( high levels are associated with increased risk of heart disease) 1.4 down to 0.6

  • His IGF-1 level had reduced from 28.6 nmol/l to 15.9 nmol/l (I am no scientist but this is apparently a measure of cancer risk and may also be a marker for biological ageing)

  •  His BMI had gone from 26.4 to 24
  •  His body fat from 28% to 21%
  • His waist size from 36 inches to 33 inches
  • His neck size from 17 inches to 16 inches
He looks upon this scheme as not so much a diet as a way of life forever. You eat normally for 5 days a week and then on 2 days you eat a quarter of your normal daily intake. For normal daily intake women should be eating about 2000 calories a day and men 2400. So, on split days you eat 500 calories as a woman and 600 as a man.

I started the diet last week. On Monday I ate porridge for breakfast with a teaspoon of honey and a cup of peppermint tea. This came to just under 200 calories. The trick (probably a bad word that and not terribly scientific!) is to leave 12 hours between your intakes of food so for the next 12 hours I drank water and peppermint tea only. Then I ate an Innocent curry which I knew was 316 calories. This was yummy but not ideal as I don't like eating foods I haven't cooked myself from scratch, but the range is fresh and I wanted to be absolutely sure of the calories.

I have to say I found that first day quite hard. I felt ravenous, but my hunger reached a certain level and then got no worse. I did get a headache, but I think that's because I didn't drink enough water. I was determined to reach the 12 hour mark and felt quite a sense of achievement when I did. Cooking my curry I looked at it in my bowl and was amazed that even after one day of fasting the quantity looked huge!! I savoured every mouthful ... chewing slowly and enjoying every burst of flavour! When I finished I felt really full ... bizarre!!

The following morning I woke an hour earlier than usual and felt oddly alert and full of energy. I can't quite explain it, but all this week I have felt somehow ... cleaner, more awake. And although this was not a fasting day I had no desire to cook a huge fry up for breakfast. On non-fast days you can eat what you like, but I enjoyed my normal healthy fare. I did get a twinge of guilt as I made myself a milky coffee, but then remembered that on this day I could drink milky coffee if I wanted. The feeling of glee was lovely!!

My second fast day was Thursday and as I was at work all day it was somehow easier. I suppose the trick is to just keep busy. I made sure that I drank lots and the dreaded headache did not appear. In fact I felt great! I ate 500 calories again and it was definitely enough. The great thing is also that even when you feel hungry you know that tomorrow you can eat normally again. Anyone can make it through one day can't they?? And you feel a sense of achievement when you do finish the day.

Before I started I measured myself ... weight, waist, hips and I also treated myself to a posh weighing scale which measures fat percentage, water, bone, muscle. I worked out my BMI and, as I already knew, I am obese. God, but that's hard to write ...

I am not going to reveal my measurements to you yet, but I do plan on keeping this blog updated with my progress and opinion and if it goes well I shall reveal all!! Stats that is ... don't get too excited. One of the things that I really like about this is the health benefits that the plan appears to have. I am heading towards 50 and if I can reduce my weight while at the same time reducing my risk of heart disease, cancer and diabetes then that is fantastic. I also love food, love cooking so this will enable me to still enjoy the odd cheese board without pangs of terrible guilt. The strange thing is that I don't crave anything at the moment, other than healthy foods ... 

So ... my thoughts on the Fast Diet at the moment are very positive. If you are doubtful then I recommend you read the book and perhaps keep checking back here to see how I do!! 

Saturday, 16 March 2013

A blogger looking to the future ...

I received a tweet today from the lovely Actually Mummy who was asking how long I had been blogging. It may seem ridiculous, but I had to sit down and work it out. It seems as though I have always blogged!! But of course I haven't. I have been blogging since New Year's Eve 2006, which makes my blogging career six and a bit years. The other thing she asked was "Why haven't I come across you before?" and I really had no answer. I was just glad that she had found me now!

I suppose the truth is that I am an amateur. I write because I need to write to keep myself sane. My blog doesn't have a particular niche - I can't say that I am a Parent blog or a Sports blog or a Craft blog ... I am just a Me blog. And when you just write about your own life, with no real particular focus, you don't draw the attention of advertisers/sponsors. You have to rely on people being interested in ... you ....  and the things you do. Which is not always a given when you are a little old housewife from the South of England!!

me with my Comic Relief hair


I decided a while ago to write because I loved writing and any followers or readers I gained would be an added bonus. Over the years I have built up a very loyal following of readers and I love that they enjoy reading my scribblings. I know that if I am down they will appear like knights in shining armour, angels from the ether to support me or tell me to get over myself!! People like Inkling and Urban Cynic are women I would love to meet and share a glass of vino with!

 Actually Mummy's blog is amazing. I don't think, in fact I know, that I don't have the skills to achieve such a professional site, but I love that she found me and, I hope, liked my writing. And I love the fact that there are so many of us out there, mainly women, who write and share and support each other. We are all so different, but we are linked by our love of writing and our interest in other writers and bloggers.

There is nobody I know in my real life (other than my lovely uncle) who blogs. None of my friends are into it at all, although more and more are starting to read mine. I have found my way through trial and error and still get a thrill when people leave comments or follow me! Last year I went to BritMums Live - a blogging conference and was a bit overwhelmed by it all, but in retrospect it was a fantastic experience. For the first time I had the chance to meet other bloggers, hear how other people managed their writing and I saw, first hand, the burgeoning community of bloggers.

Someone asked me, when I was there, how long I had been blogging and seemed amazed when I told them. I hadn't realised that I was an old hand!! This year I am going again and this time I really hope I can meet up with some of the people whose blogs I read and with whom I tweet ... people like Selena and Kat .

I know some people ... professional writers ... think that we bloggers are an odd lot, rambling on about our children, our fears and our joys, but we are not odd ... Most of us are women who have busy lives, careers, but we also enjoy writing. We don't profess to be journalists and we don't expect to make money from writing, but together we are beginning to be a force for good and a strong community, aware of each other and the realities of every day life. I know, from my membership of BritMums, that there are bloggers out there who have climbed Snowdon to raise money for Comic Relief - others who have joined together to help clean, paint and decorate the house of a struggling mum, and others like the amazing Kate who inspires and works tirelessly for charity.

I am rather ashamed to say that I am a bit of a back seat blogger. I like reading and listening to what others have to say, but I am not as involved as I should be. I think I am going to try and find something that really inspires me and try to do something good through my blogging. What I really love is teaching children to read and to enjoy books so I am going to try and find a way to get more involved with that ... we'll see.

What is certain is that I am going to keep on writing and I hope that people, like Actually Mummy, find me and enjoy what I have to say. Thanks for reading! x

Saturday, 10 November 2012

Its my Blog & I Can Say What I Want To ... Can't I ??

There have been a few things that I have fancied writing about recently ... from Donald Trump's challenge to President Obama to a car crash that happened near where I live. But I haven't written about them and the reason is quite simple. I have quite strong views on these things and decided that to vent my spleen and then publish would, perhaps, not be the wisest move.

After all, it is one thing to listen to the radio and and then stand there disagreeing with the presenter, or to have a discussion around the dinner table with friends. It is quite another to put one's opinions in print and publish them for all the world to see.



This week in the U.K  we have seen how damaging internet chatter can be - a man being accused online of a crime and then it turns out he is completely innocent.

I have been very tempted in the past week to fire off a quick tweet in response to an event or another person's blog or tweet, but I have held fire. I am certainly not going to risk tweeting or blogging about a specific person, naming names, if that tweet or post is going to put me in hot water legally. Its easy to consider oneself immune from the big wide world of litigation as we sit on a sofa tweeting or at at the kitchen table blogging while the tea cooks. After all, I'm not a big important journalist am I? Nobody will be that bothered by what I say ...

But that is not the point is it? It doesn't matter who you are, how big or small in the world of the internet. If you write something that is defamatory, rude, untrue, aggressive, libellous ... then there is the chance that you are going to get into big trouble. It won't help your cause if you actually send a tweet to the person you are being rude about either ... I saw a few tweets this week addressed to a particular celebrity which were aimed to insult. Hello??!! Are you mad? Its like putting a big flag up that says "Hello! My name is blah and I am libelling you to potential millions! Come and sue me!!"

Maybe I am stating the obvious here, but to many people it doesn't appear to be obvious as they continue to write things that could be considered offensive and for which they certainly have no evidence.

There are just some things that you have to be careful about. Naming people and making allegations is just asking for trouble. Having strong opinions is fine, but you still have to be careful how you phrase them. I would always hope to write in the same way I would speak to another person face to face. Of course, not everybody is going to agree with everything you say, but to put yourself in a position where someone could actually report you, sue you, is just mad.

So, although I may have had some very forthright opinions this week and although I may have been tempted to write some spirited posts ... they are staying in my head. Call me a coward or call me Mrs Sensible ... I don't mind, but I think these days we all need to think for that extra second before we press the button to 'publish'.

Friday, 26 October 2012

School Cookery Lessons Stink.

My son cooked cottage pie at school today. "Good!" I thought " An easy dinner tonight!" How wrong I was!!

I really have no idea how his cookery teacher ever got a job passing her cookery skills onto the next generation, because she clearly has none to pass ...

Cottage pie should be a delicious, tasty meal of beef mince cooked with onions, maybe garlic, seasonings such as salt, pepper, herbs, and then perhaps some carrots, tinned tomatoes - all topped with creamy buttery mashed potato then baked in the oven until golden brown and a little crispy on top. Each family will have their own variation - perhaps cheese on top of the mash ...

photo courtesy of glasgowguide.co.uk


My son's version consisted of fried mince, chopped onions and carrots from ... LAST WEEK ... when they practised their knife skills ... and instant gravy. It was then topped with a thin grey layer of mash.

I took one mouthful and really couldn't eat any more. It was gross.

We do quite a bit of cooking in our house. My boys are quite capable of cooking several meals including cottage pie and this travesty of a meal was revolting. My son said that as he cooked it he knew it needed seasoning and suggested that if he had used various ingredients, seemingly unheard of by his teacher, it would have been better.

What sort of cookery teacher, what sort of person, used carrots and onions that have been sitting around for a week?? No wonder people these days rely so much on instant meals, take away food. I see it as part of my job as a mum to teach my boys to cook and thank goodness I do.

They know how to whip up a cake, cook sausages, pasta. My eldest son can make pastry and won a cooking competition with his chicken pie a couple of years ago. He was 12. It doesn't have to be rocket science. I always cook from scratch, using the best ingredients I can. I try to cook vegetarian meals each week as well as meaty meals and yesterday they wolfed down a hearty stew of root veg, beans and pasta. I know I complain sometimes about their eating habits, but they are actually pretty good and I am proud of their ability to follow a recipe. We like tasty, healthy food and my boys know and appreciate food that tastes good. They might complain sometimes, but faced with a choice of grey, week old cottage pie or a version that actually tastes good and is made with good ingredients, they are not fools.

So why are they being taught such rubbish at school? Its not a new thing. I remember my own cookery teacher at school turned out tasteless slop week after week.I learned to cook from my mum and did my best to ignore the school lessons. But what happens to those children who don't have mums who enjoy cooking?

Perhaps its a prerequisite of secondary school cookery teachers? If you are absolutely incapable of cooking anything tasty and have no idea about how to create a fresh, delicious meal then you get shoved into Home Ec.

Jamie Oliver had a brilliant campaign over school dinners. Maybe I need to start a campaign to teach our children how to cook? Clearly if I rely on my son's teachers things are going to go horribly wrong. Oh, and maybe I should think of buying shares in the local chip shop?