MUSINGS | say no to plastic

It’s a bit of a different post from me today but it’s something I’m pretty passionate about .

Did you know that it takes 200 years for a plastic straw to decompose. You heard correctly two – hundred years!

That quite shockingly over 100 million marine animals are killed each year due to plastic debris in the ocean. Yep … one- hundred million!

In the UK only a third of plastic packaging used in consumer products is recycled each year, with almost two-thirds sent to landfill or incinerated

That’s a lot of big , worrying figures.

I sat and watched a programme just last week about plastic and the damage WE are inflicting on the planet .

My heart sank … and then broke a little .

I literally cried as I watched [ amongst other things ] pieces of plastic being flushed from a Shearwater Chicks belly. The chick was alive, the plastic doesn’t decompose it just sits in their stomachs leaving no room for food. Zapping their energy . Slowly killing them. That , that just wasn’t right. Over the last 50 years the shearwater chick population has declined by a staggering 30%

To think we are partly responsible for destroying our planet makes me both very angry and extremely sad .

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BEAUTY | the bumper edition

If you know me you’ll know the things that get me excited around the collar … chunky bars of milky chocolate, large cups of frothy coffee and good conversation. Nights out dancing. Bradley Cooper, Martin Kemp , DiNuzzo from NCIS … [ I know so many men]

and good skin care

I guess you can chop and change your wardrobe, replace old pieces with new , upgrade , but unless you go under the knife you can’t chop, change or upgrade your skin. You CAN however use products to improve the overall look and feel of the skin; keep the wrinkles at bay or soften any you may have. Saying that some wrinkles are a sign of a life well lived…I fully embrace my laughter lines.

I love a good pamper and I’m all over experiencing new procedures / self-love . I guess I just want to look the best version of myself .

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MUSINGS | the poem

Morning ,

I’m posting something a bit different today …

Please bear with me and let me know what your think ; also let me explain.

I have mentioned this on previous occasions, so I’m sorry if you feel I am going over old ground; but there is not one day since we lost mum that I’ve not thought about her at some point . Sometimes it’s a fleeting memory and it disappears as quickly as it popped into my head. Sometimes my thoughts linger around for hours. Sometimes I remember and I smile , sometimes I’m reduced to tears.

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5 Life Lessons I would pass onto my younger self …

Hindsight is a great thing … unfortunately hindsight is just that …

hindsight

ˈhʌɪn(d)sʌɪt/

1. understanding of a situation or event only after it has happened or developed.

At the ripe old age of 47 I’ve lived a very full and eventful life . There have been amazing highs and devastating lows. I fell in love far too easily and in the process I kissed a lot of frogs ; turns out they don’t all turn into Princes.

While I’ve had a blast I’ve also made ALOT of mistakes and although I don’t think you should ever have regrets I do have a couple. Not taking the opportunity to audition for the weather girl position at my local TV station being one of them.

Which led me to reminisce ; muse about life [as you do] I have no complaints but if I had done things differently where would life have taken me? If I had the chance to talk to my younger self what 5 life lessons would I pass on .

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STYLE | new beginnings and chunky knitwear

September always feels like a new beginning … a chance to start over again .

Forget January 1st my new year starts on September 1st as the trees turn from shades of green to burnt oranges and reds, the nights draw in and we bask in the beautiful ambiance of candle light.

We wrap up in cosy over-size knit-wear complete with fluffy miss-matched socks and beanie hats. ‘Bag lady chic‘ I like to call it.

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STYLE | the one where I talk about River Island dresses …

I’m still bloody singing Cliff Richards ‘Wired for Sound‘ I’m starting to not only do everybody else’s heads in , but even my own now !

If you’re not sure what I’m talking about because lets face not everybody follows me over on Instagram . I woke up yesterday morning with this song running around in my head which I’ve proceeded to sing / hum / whistle for the past 24 hours. I’m sure the last time I heard this tune was around 1984 so gawd knows where it came from , or rather what I was dreaming about last night !

Me and Cliff * shudders *

In an attempt to rid my mind of this ‘evil’ I thought that now would be the ideal time to grab a big coffee and talk to you about dresses. More specifically a couple of dresses from River Island that I received earlier this week.

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LIFE | Fun, Fizz, Fashion, Friends … a day at Doncaster races

Horse racing is animated roulette”  – Roger Kahn

I love a day at the horse races …

The buzz and excitement, the fabulous outfits, the fizz and of course the racing itself.

It’s a leveler too. No matter who you are, where you are from,  rich or poor… you have as much chance of being a winner on the day as the guy stood next to you and I love that.

I’ve kindly been invited to Doncaster Races for the DFS Ladies Day at the William St Ledger Festival on the 13th September and I’m already a right giddy – kipper.

Of course for us ladies , especially on Ladies Day its all about THE OUTFIT.

A few weeks ago myself and a couple of local bloggers – Jenny & Carolanne – were invited to Coast in Meadowhall were we were treated to a VIP session complete with fizz and fancies. We basically got the whole place to ourselves with the chance to dress up in anything and everything that took our fancy.

I was like a child in a candy shop. Just call me Princess Tracey!

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MUSINGS | adjusting my sails

It’s funny how things change isn’t it?

I used to spend every Saturday morning having coffee and putting the world to rights with my Mum. We would sit and chat ; happy in each other’s company. I used to look forward to our few hours together. Talking about everything and nothing.

Mum & Daughter time 💗

Saturday mornings these days are spent with my Dad in Sainsbury’s . I take him for his weekly ‘big’ shop, to make sure he’s eating and to have a little chat as we wander aimlessly up and down the aisles.

While I’d move heaven, earth and more to turn back the clock and have a coffee with Mum, hear her laughter, see her beautiful smile, give her a cuddle … I kinda appreciate the time I’m spending with my Dad, even if it is only deciding which ‘ready meal’ he should have…

Life is a whole load of highs and lows, good times and bad . I guess we move through life adjusting to our circumstances … even when sometimes we don’t want too.

If there’s one piece of advice I could give you it’s this:

Thrive in the good times, make lots of beautiful memories and love unconditionally ; believe me these will help you get through the low and sad times .

If you’re really lucky you’ll find it brings you closer to someone you’ve known all your life …

Your Dad 💗

x

Today’s post is actually something I wrote on Instagram earlier but felt I wanted to share on here too …