Marbella Diary Day 1 – the villa and first night out.

Hola,

Somebody once said that “the best therapy is time spent laughing with great friends” I’ve just had 4 days ‘therapy’ and it’s done me the world of good.

By golly have we laughed…

and then some.

We’ve partied (a lot) and for want of a better word I’m back home and I’m bloody knackered. Rolling in at 6 in the morning was bad enough in my twenties,  at 45 it’s a killer but worth the tired, fuzzy head.

As my mum often says …”your a long time dead. Why sleep when you can dance?”

Why not indeed mum….

So what was the occasion?

We flew out to Spain  to join Leigh in celebrating her 50th . This was actually back in May (little details – long story)

We booked a plush villa in the hills above Marbella for the weekend so we could all be together.

Let me introduce you to our home for 4 luxurious days … Continue reading

My Thursday 3 #thingsthatmakemehappy

The suns shining * punches air* and the worlds a much happier place don’t you think?

I’ve false tanned my legs . I’ve even bloody shaved them and the ankles are making their 2016 debut.

Hey even old grumpy guts across the road raised a smile earlier. Well , when I say smile … he didn’t look at me as though he wanted to kill me so much. Just maybe kick me in the shin a little .

Which got me thinking … apart from the sun what else is guaranteed to make me smile this week.

So today I give you ‘My Thursday 3′ Continue reading

This weeks favourites…lippy, music 1980 style, Mr Malik and is he really going out with her?

I’ve spent the day with the Mr.

We are in the mid-throws of decorating our living room. There’s been lot’s of chat … mainly of the is “Cheryl really dating Liam” variety (and so far not much painting!). It’s Sunday we don’t do taxing conversation.

Coffee and pastries have featured highly and I’ve insisted we have MTV on so I can catch up on the Top Ten. I’ve been obsessed with the Top Ten since the early 1980’s when I used to sit in my bedroom with my cassette player and tape it…

Yes kids this is what we used to do on a Sunday night. It was a highly skilled job I can tell you. Recording as much of the song as possible but cutting out the DJ crap. Rewinding to within a millimetre of your life. We’d listen to our tapes until the following weekend when we’d repeat the whole ritual all over again… Continue reading

Clearing the clutter… My wardrobe over haul

My friend Sue has put me to shame and has recently had a de-clutter getting rid of over half her wardrobe. When we met up last week she enthused about how good it felt to get rid of the old to make way for the new.

She has ‘cleansed’ her wardrobe and it was genuinely making her happy?

Alien to me…

I’m a hoarder.

I chuck nothing!

I always fear I’ll regret it and that said items will suddenly come back ‘in’ and have their day. My yellow shoes are testament to this!! Continue reading