LIFE | Grimm & Co doing magical things for the children of Yorkshire

Magic I’ve discovered can happen anywhere and at any age

A few weeks ago I was invited to Grimm & Co. I wasn’t exactly sure what to expect. I knew that it was a charity helping children between the ages of 7 to 18 unleash their imaginations and encourage them to write by way of story-making and writing workshops . That alone sold it to me.

So Sue [ my plus one ] and I made our short way across the border to Rotherham to discover the wonder that is Grimm & Co.

It sits on the corner of Doncaster Gate , a grand brick building, the window display itself is enough to lure you in.

So what is Grimm & Co ?

In it’s own words it is …

An apothecary to the Magical, selling wild schemes, evil plots, charms , curses and kitchenware, including ‘giant belly button cleaners’ for removing pesky stray chickens and ‘suspension of disbelief’ [a bestseller amongst fairies] However for the children and young people of Yorkshire there’s the added pinch of fantastical behind the secret door.

An imaginative space and community that supports and inspires young people to write. To champion the writer in every child.

They aim to build the capacity of children and young people to discover and unleash their individual talents, building self esteem and recognition of their individuality and potential.

Using storytelling they aim to give every child, from every background a voice.

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Charity begins at home … Would you shop at a Charity Shop?

Losing mum to cancer has had a strange effect on us all. While in the most part it’s been bloody shit it has also brought out a positive, determined side in us. A can we do more?… Can we help? …Can we raise awareness? 

Having experienced first hand the scale of this awful disease, the helplessness that we felt , its compelled us to want to do something worth while; try to give back.

I’m considering taking up running [ yes you heard correctly – sofa monster might move yet!? ] so that I can participate in a sponsored run next year. 

The BF and I are constantly thinking of hair brain schemes to help fund raise.

Wing walking‘ has been mentioned a few times but having Cataplexy I doubt it would even get past Health & Safety! Thanks to my ailment I have terrible balance generally … never mind while walking on a chuffing planes wing!

By a weird twist of fate an opportunity arose for my BF to help out at a local Cancer charity shop for the next couple of week-ends. It won’t bring mum back unfortunately BUT it will help raise money for research and maybe, just maybe it will go towards preventing somebody having to through what we have, as a family,  in the future.

Every little helps …

It was his first day working there today , [no drunken Bank Holiday escapades for us] so I popped into see him earlier. 

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Masquerade Ball …#Sheffield

On Saturday I got to have my hair ‘done’ ,dress up to the nines and party with some of my favourite ladies. (Miss O Malley over in Spain you were missed!)

The occasion a Charity 1950’s Masquerade Ball, raising money for Sheffield’s Children Hospital.

Myself and Sue decided to treat ourselves and had booked  into Purdys Hair salon on Abbeydale Road Saturday morning. As I didn’t have a mask I thought I’d better do something special with my hair. Just who goes to a masquerade ball without a mask??

It’s a fab little salon with a lot of character. I felt like I was sat on the set of Grease! (always longed to be a Pink Lady)

For £25.00 you get a set and up-do.

I took a selection of  images featuring  1950’s beauties hoping that something would be achievable on my scraggy mid-length hair. I half expected to walk out looking like Kevin Keegan, but I needn’t have worried!

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Wildlife and Wardrobes …

Hello it’s been a while…

The house is finally coming together. Yay! While this is music to my ears  it’s also meant that it’s been pretty hectic with workmen EVERYWHERE trying to tie up loose ends.

Will these loose ends ever get tied, will they?!

It’s been noisey ( and very sweary  ) to say the least.  I’ve sat down a few times to write a post and given up after 5 minutes !

Hence the reason I’ve been quiet.

Here’s a sneaky peak…but just the one.

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All I could hear was the banging of tools combined with some music courtesy of some non-descript ‘bang bang’ radio station and the c- word.

Lovely lads. Foul mouths.

I’ve not been too well for the past few days either  . Dodgey tummy and a headache that wouldn’t shift . Nice combination…

Woe is me !

Good news – I’m feeling slightly better today. So here I am. I’m all yours for the next hour or so. Continue reading

Have you #herdofsheffield …

Today has been one of those precious mum and daughter’s day out.

I’ve been withering on to anybody and everybody that would listen to me about the painted elephants that are situated all over Sheffield.

I wanted to go and see some of them in the flesh. I’d read about them but that’s not the same is it?

When I initially mentioned it to mum she thought I was talking about blinking real life, living and breathing elephants!

Bless her…. but could you imagine.

Well I’ll tell you something … Mums not as daft as she sounds and told me something I didn’t know today.

We have had elephants roaming the streets of Sheffield before. Continue reading