It's funny isn't it... The moment you stop looking for something up it pops. In my case... the perfect dress. Now I've not got my hands on it yet, and it could look like, or rather I could look like a sack of spuds in it. But on first sight, it was love... It's everything … Continue reading When you stop looking…spotlight on Zaful
Today is date day, or rather ladies that lunch day. I try to meet up with Sue every couple of weeks for a girlie catch up and to grab some nice grub! Today's choice of eatery - That Place - was Sue's suggestion. It's somewhere I've not visited before. It was most needed. I've had … Continue reading ‘The Place’ to be seen…ladies that lunch
As with most posts, this one wasn't planned. Let's just say some thing's are just too good not to share; like my love of the films Spatacus and Jason and the Argonauts...I could recite them both to you, but I won't. Not today anyway. Plus I'm nice like that. You may have guessed by now that … Continue reading Seeing the new year in Italian Style…
This is a real quickie!! Mainly because I'm getting ready to go out and as I already have a tiny hang-over from last night. Yep I was a little naughty. Most people save themselves for tonight... not me. On behalf of Liz and myself I would just like to say a (very big and very … Continue reading Tarrah 2015…
When I was a little girl, Christmas had a certain smell to it. You know when you step off the plane in hot places and it's smells of sunshine mixed with sun oil. That. Christmas at home smelt of my grandad's pipe mixed with the smell of home-made mince pie's, mum's perfume and Turkey ( which she … Continue reading Merry Christmas …past and present
Hey up ! It's only 17 days until the big fella pays a visit... I suppose I really should pull my finger out and purchase some presents! ( to pass onto Santa to deliver of course!) It also means I get to open 17 more little advent calendar boxes with my breakfast and coffee. Whoop, whoop...mornings … Continue reading The M &S Advent Calender …the story so far.
It seems wrong to write today, about anything. What happened last night in your beautiful city of Paris was cruel, pure evil. It ended innocent people's lives too early and without warning. I can't get out of my head that the victims never got the chance to say goodbye to their loved ones, never got … Continue reading Dear Paris…
I'm currently sat in a little room in Hallamshire Hospital, Sheffield. For the past 24 hours I've have lots of little probes stuck to my head with glue that monitor my brain waves. They're making my head itch like hell, and upon removal will probably take half my hair and forehead skin with them! I'm … Continue reading Head problems… and the search for the perfect green dress
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