One Wedding, One Day-Trip, One Olympic Ceremony
I’m just back from a trip home to Wales where I attended the wedding of a close friend, took a day-trip to Hay-on-Wye and experienced ‘spectating gold’ by watching the Olympic Opening Ceremony!
Romancing the Bric-a-Brac
Why am I only now finding out that the traditional 2nd Wedding Anniversary gift is cotton? I could have got clothes, I need a Summer wardrobe, that’s if we’re getting a Summer this year (don’t want to jinx it!) What I did get for my anniversary though was a glorious sunny day trip to a…
When Heels and Nature Collide
Imagine . . . me in a red dress and heels tottering along the gravelly path towards one of Ireland’s most stunning, unspoiled tourist attractions: Mahon Falls. Yes, I know I was dressed inappropriately, I was having a smart day ok? I have those sometimes . . .at the wrong times, obviously. Anyway, it was…
Memories of a Multicoloured Mullet
I was at a 21st birthday party on Saturday and it started me thinking about my own celebrations a few (aherm) years ago. Instead of looking a vision in pink with glittering gold heels (as Saturday’s birthday girl did) I wore leather trousers, a zip top and a bright red and orange ‘Toyah’ style wig. …
Ferry Fiasco
Twenty-five hours stuck on a ferry. That was the agonising conclusion to my pre-Easter break. No magazines or books to read (it was meant to be a short, overnight crossing), the film on our laptop refused to play. My suitcase was in the hold so I couldn’t even fish out a glamorous dress and pretend…
Living by Impulse, Movies and Caterpillars
A ‘Live for the Moment’ Philosophy only works if you can persuade your other half to believe in it too. That’s what I found out this morning when (attempting to recapture some of my youthful impulsiveness) I said: ‘The weather’s stunning, let’s go out for the day, there may be no tomorrow.’ Unfortunately hubs is…
Rugby, Frogspawn and a Little Gold Dress
I’ve had an adrenalin fuelled weekend in which all of the above have combined to inspire today’s blogpost. The adrenalin mainly flowed whilst I was perched on the edge of my sofa watching Wales in a physical, heart-stopping game against England. You’d think I’d played the match myself! Well, they do say watching sport can…