Oh to be a Beach Goddess, SPF’s – the usual holiday musings …

I’m going on holiday in a few weeks for a long weekend in Malaga with 4 of my best girl friends .

I don’t care that it’s only 4 nights away because I know they will be a fabulous fun-filled 4. It’s amazing what you can pack into a few days.

We’ve booked a beach house through Air BnB which looks idyllic. The views look amazing and it really is only a stones throw away from the sea. My favourite place . I swear in a previous life I was a fish … or maybe a dolphin.

There are 2 large roof terraces. I can see us chilling there with cold beers while putting the world to rights. They’ll hopefully be lots of sun, Sangria and probably not much sleep… because we’ll be dancing the night away of course. Got to love some serious cheesy euro-pop in the sunshine haven’t you !

We fly out on a Thursday with one air line and back the following Monday with another. We’ve only booked hand-luggage on the way out. We aren’t entirely sure what’s happening on the return journey … we’ve booked ‘priority something or another’ for £5. We’ve been reassured our bags will return with us! Famous last words.

I’ve therefore got to pack lightly and only take what I really need which to be honest I’m quite good at. This was something that always surprised my mum. She couldn’t quite believe how somebody so scatty in everyday life could pack like a pro! [ I never let on that I could pack , just not necessarily the right stuff! ]

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#VikingArtyParty at Chimney House, Sheffield

My boyfriend used to have an apartment at Kelham Island. It was a cool place to live as there was always so much going off. Lots of relaxed coffee bars, places to grab food. The famous Fat Cat pub and The Chimney House. We’ll not mention the parking [ it’s a nightmare]

I’ve spent many an evening [as I made my way to my boyfriends] with my face pressed sneakily against the windows of The Chimney House trying to get a glimpse inside. Looking out over the River Don it is nestled between the apartments and Kelham Island Museum. I’ve caught little snippets [through the window] and it looks fabulous.

Imagine my delight then when I got an invite to the Viking Craft Day which was to be held at The Chimney House!

I’d only get to bloody venture inside!

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Bonkers for Bingo at Mecca Bingo … #sheffieldlife

Last week my friend Sue and I went bonkers at Mecca bingo in Sheffield City Centre. Yep you heard correctly … Bonkers Bingo it’s a ‘thing’ apparently !

We had been forewarned that although it was Bingo … it would be Bingo with a difference. There would be swearing, dancing, singing, things may get a little raucous with twerking and lap dancing. We might get balls thrown at our heads.

Ohhhhh Kay …

I’m that girl who panics and dreads things like this but is usually the one found dancing along on her chair, loving it. The only exception tonight was that I wouldn’t be drinking as I was the designated driver! I really think that on nights like this it’s a good idea to be fuelled by lots of alcohol.

I advised Sue that if I won she would have to go up and get my prize while I actively encouraged her to go and get some Dutch courage in the form of another vodka and tonic !

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It’s a funny old game … Instagram

If Instagram and all it’s silly ‘why’s and where for’s‘ aren’t your bag then neither is this post … if I were you I would go and do something more worth your while . Bake a cake maybe.

However if it is … please read on, the cake can wait!

Sometimes I stumble upon and read something … and although I’m sure the person in question didn’t mean to intentionally wind anybody up.

They did.

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Frost / Nixon at The Crucible Theatre

I feel like I’ve not really spoken to you much recently [ missed me?] but I’m back today to rectify that with a lovely little theatre review.

Don’t get excited folks , well DO actually because what I’m reviewing is fabulous.

I mean I’m no ‘fancy talking’ theatre reviewer. I’m just your average ‘Joe Soap’ who happens to love the theatre. I suppose we ultimately do the same thing … I’m just less ‘lovey darling’ and more Pulps Common People. This is one of the main reasons why I LOVE the theatre ; it appeals to all. There’s no snobbery. It’s pure escapism.

Last night the lovely Ellie invited myself and my plus one, Jo, to a bloggers event she was hosting . It’s the first one The Crucible have put on and Ellie did them proud.

If your not familiar with Sheffield let me enlighten you.

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Dolly Day dreamer’s bucket list …

My name should be Dolly … ‘Dolly Daydreamer’ ; because that’s what I spend an awful lot of my time doing.

Day dreaming.

Why be in the real world when the one going off in your head is so much more exciting?

At 47 I still find I immerse myself in American teen dramas. You know the type ‘Pretty Little Liars’ , ‘Riverdale’ … Perfect girls with perfect wardrobes, hair that falls perfectly into place. They date the hottest guys and are perfect grade A students.

That’s a whole lot of fecking perfect isn’t it!?

I’m not sure about you but my reality throughout high-school went more along these lines – uncontrollable perm , ‘individual’ wardrobe . Referred to as ‘goofy’ or ‘lanky bird’ more often than my actual name. Socially arkward. I blushed like a beetroot at everything and nothing.

I didn’t date the hot guys … I didn’t date any-chuffing- one!

So I like to venture elsewhere. I figure it’s just nice to escape every now and again . Even if its into my own imagination. Its free and you can do it anywhere …[ I find trains good ] which randomly got me thinking about bucket lists. [like you do … are you even still with me?]

The official meaning of which goes …

a number of experiences or achievements that a person hopes to have or accomplish during their lifetime.’

I suppose these are a list of dreams; but potentially attainable ones [ish]

So here’s my list … in no particular order and just like me its very random.

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