Mean girls…

As it’s National ‘Mean girls’ day today…I thought this would be a perfect time to share my experience.

In my teens and *just* into my twenties I had been part of a big group of girl friends. We went on holidays together, laughed together and cried together. I loved having lots of friends, there was always someone there to talk to or give advice, always someone to meet up with if you were bored and I thought we’d always be friends. How wrong was I? 

Looking back on it now, it wasn’t as great as it seemed at the time. There was always bitchiness and jealousy among some of the group and girls would take sides with one and isolate the other etc. I always tried to stay neutral in those situations, I like everyone and anyone. I treat everyone with the same respect (sometimes more) than they give me, I was a lot softer by nature then, but now, if you cross me – You’ll know about it. 

That’s exactly what one of my *best* friends did. I was on holiday with another friend of mine and this so called best friend of mine slept with my *then* boyfriend! 

A friend out of our group told me what she’d done when we got back. I confronted her and she swore blindly that she hadn’t. I confronted him and he said the same. Naively, I believed them – either I was too young and dumb to see through them or they both deserve an Oscar. If she had come clean to me at the time and admitted it – it would’ve been him that I showed the door too, but she didn’t, she stayed quiet. She let me move in with this guy when she knew what they had done. 

He became more and more controlling and she became more and more distant (probably out of fear of me finding out the truth). So did the whole of the ‘gang.’ No one was there for me, no one was on my side. I was the one being isolated.

When I finally did see the light – after slip ups on both their parts – I spoke to her. I was crying, upset and I actually apologised to her! I wanted my girls back. Do you know what she said? ‘It’s too late for that, it just won’t work anymore, I don’t think we can be friends.’ She was the one in the wrong but somehow she was the one that got to keep all our ‘friends.’ She was definitely the ‘Regina George’ of our group! I was devestated (at first) but then I realised if they could just drop me like that, then they never really were very good ‘friends’ to begin with. 

So to sum up, do I miss my ‘sex and the city’ style girl gang? Sometimes yes…but overall no. I keep my circle a lot smaller these days with true friends who would – and have been – there for me in a crisis! Some girls can be so mean. So if you find yourself in a similar predicament, let those toxic people go…new people will come into your life and it’ll be even better than you could have ever imagined – you go Glen coco!! X 

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Playroom of dreams…

Our dining room never actually was a dining room. As soon as we moved in my daughter declared it as the ‘playroom’ and that is what it’s been ever since. We had a toy kitchen in there and loads of toy bins, buckets and boxes which took up all the room and stopped them actually playing in there. 

The other week I had had enough, I popped to Ikea & came out with three shelving units, 6 storage boxes and two hotdogs (one was for my other half haha!) I wanted to create a practical place that toys could be stored in but also a stylish area to play and entertain the children. With a one year old and a seven year old you have to find the balance between babyish and that bit more grown up…this is what the result was;

I (and they) absolutely adore their new space. I find them sitting together reading a book or emptying out all the drawers I’ve just filled! I have removed the toy kitchen and am hoping to put that in a playhouse in the garden for Christmas so I’ll have to have a word with Santa and see what he can do on that front. 

I keep jigging it around and adding different bits like some prints on the wall from Desenio, some lights from primark, photo frames and some bigger book storage drawers from sainsburys…I don’t know if it’ll ever be fully ‘finished’ but I love it & I wish I had had somewhere similar to play when I was younger x 

Wilde about the girl…

Both of Louise Pentland’s fabulous novels have spoken volumes to me. 

A few years ago I was ‘Robin Wilde’ a single mum juggling parenthood, work, dating and still trying to have a social life. I think that’s why these books, more so than others, are so relatable to me.

When all the odds are stacked against Robin she always has a way of coming out on top remaining loyal, loving and true to herself and those around her throughout. Although people (and situations) may try to dull her sparkle along the way…she continues to shine and I feel that Robin and I could’ve been besties – you know, if she were real haha! 

Having watched Louise for a few years now I can’t help but imagine Robin and Lyla as Louise and Darcy when I read the books, only because the bond they share and the love they have for one another is so evident in their vlogs. 

‘Wilde like me’ and ‘Wilde about the girl’ show that you can get hurt (you’re only human after all), but also that time is a great healer and you can do/get through anything if you put your mind to it and have a good support network around you – where can I get an Auntie Kath from please?! Isn’t she lovely?! 

Both books also touch – delicately – on things that you, your partners, your mums, dads, aunts, uncles, nans, grandads, cousins or friends may have faced. Louise handles these subjects with care, honesty and makes you feel like even if you have gone through or are currently going through a hard time – things WILL get better, so just hang on in there. 

Robin doesn’t need a ‘knight in shining armour’ to come and save her, she’s pretty kick a** at doing her own thing and I think we should all take a leaf out of her book. 

I can’t wait for to see what the next tale will hold for Robin, Lyla, Kath and the gang! x 

What’s that sound?…

Rain glorious rain! Oh how I’ve missed the sound of you on the Windows, whilst being curled up on the sofa under a blanket, with a good book. I will *try* and never moan about you again…but I know that’ll never happen…I’m British – take weather out of the equation and there’s not much else we have to talk about haha! 

As much as the heatwave was nice I’m so looking forward to cosy indoorsy evenings, wearing jumpers, Halloween…let’s face it it’ll be Christmas before we know it 😉🎅🏼 the year is really flying by. 

I hope you’ve all had a lovely summer and with a few more weeks left before the children go back to school…what are your best tips of things to do with them or places to take them that don’t cost the earth? We’ve been to parks, the lavender fields (which is a great day out if you go on the tractor ride etc and is inexpensive) done lots of drawings and paintings, swimming, local events like the Kingston dragon boat race are a nice day out, cinema & softplay…but mainly we’ve been indoors trying not to melt haha so if you’ve got some good ideas for days out please leave them in the comments 😄 X 

10 facts about me…

Hey guys I thought I’d share some facts about me so you can get to know me a bit better 😄…

1. I never used to like tea (unless it was a dipping sauce for biscuits!) but now I like a good cuppa!

2. Still drink related…not all the facts will be don’t worry haha…I don’t like coffee or fizzy drinks! No coke, no fizzy alcohol…none of it ✋🏻 I find it disgusting!

3. If I could have a superpower…it would be to fluently speak and sign every language in the world – how amazing would it be? You could talk to and understand everyone…and you’d finally know what the nail technicians say about you when your sitting in the salon haha!

4. The personal achievement I’m most proud of (after the births of my beautiful children) is passing my driving test! I adore driving and the freedom it gives you. 

5. I once stood behind Rod Stewart on a Harrods escalator…I was that close that I could’ve pinched his bum…I didn’t…but I could’ve 😂

6. I used to work at Wimbledon tennis club…at the time of the championships it was mayhem and I never fully appreciated it – but now I don’t work there I miss it on those magical two weeks of the year 🍓🎾

7. I don’t have a middle name!

8. I love writing, drawing, painting…anything creative really – although I don’t get much time to dedicate to it all right now! I can’t wait for the day that Lulu has to build a big paper mache monstrosity for ‘her’ homework – I’m all over that! 🙈😂

9. I’m on a three month countdown to the big 3-0 😱

10. My biggest goal is that I really want to become a published author and/or have something I’ve written performed on stage or screen! 

Tell me some things about you in the comments! 

Polka theatre’s Double Act…

I have adored Jacqueline Wilson from the moment I was able to read. One year, after reading Double Act my best friend and I decided to dress up as Ruby & Garnet for world book day – I was about a foot taller and we looked nothing alike but to us we were the twins. We were lucky enough to meet Jacqueline that day who came to do a talk at our school and she said she thought we looked great. 

When I saw that Double Act was playing at the polka theatre I was so excited and booked my daughter and I a spot straight away…and as luck would have it there was an after show chat with the legend herself that day. 

We took our seats and within a few minutes I was in fits of laughter, I won’t ruin it for you but all I will say is sheep! When I heard that line nostalgia raced through me and I remembered being a young girl and finding it just as hilarious as I did reading it for the first time. 

The whole cast were wonderful and very adaptable as there were only six of them all in all. It was lovely to see my daughter enjoying the play just as much as I was. It doesn’t matter what age you are – it is fun for all the family.

Watching the play as an adult made me realise how many emotions the book actually does make you feel. As funny as it was there are also some very sad parts that I probably didn’t fully understand when I was younger, but I have to admit I welled up a few times. 

The play is on until the 5th August and the ticket prices are very reasonable – if you get a chance to go, you won’t regret it! It was a wonderful way to spend an afternoon and the theatre itself has a lot to keep the children busy before and after shows with a cafe, reading corner, shop and outside play area. 

I’ll pop the website link below and I look forward to going to see many more shows at the polka theatre with my babies.

https://polkatheatre.com/

I want to get away…

I’ve never really thought about moving away before. I don’t know if it’s because I’m approaching 30 or because I have a family of my own now but I’m fed up of living where I do. 

It’s not a bad area don’t get me wrong but it feels more crowded than it used to; for example – I park two roads away from my daughters school and walk the rest of the way because the traffic gets so bad on the actual school road, by 8.30am I’m lucky if I can get a parking spot…if I leave the car any further away I may aswell leave it at home and we’re not really within walking distance! Also, some of the teachers at my daughters school were my teachers when I was younger. When she started the school I found that to be a comfort but the older she’s getting I realise that I don’t want her life to be repeating mine.

I find myself scrolling through pages on rightmove at lovely houses in the country – but also not too far from the sea, with lots of land that the babies and I could plant vegetables in, bury a time capsule (lulus desperate to do this) have a little local school & a village pub on the green and maybe even keep a few chickens. Who have I become?! 😱

This one caught my eye…isn’t it gorgeous?! It looks like a cottage straight out of ‘the holiday.’ 


In my early 20’s my dream house used to be London penthouses, close to all the action and imagining living out my ‘sex and the city’ SJP lifestyle. I never moved into one of those and unless I win the lottery…I’ll probably never move into my dream house either but it does go to show that your tastes change alot as you get older. 

Until then, I’ll continue my search (just incase haha!) & keep watching homes under the hammer and location location location. Have any of you ever taken the plunge and moved away from where you grew up? Did you love it? Regret it? Move back? I’d love to know! 

The name game…

Would you be brave enough to let your child name their new brother or sister? I’m all for unusual names but when Lulu suggested we call her baby brother YouTube…I had to draw the line! 

Apparently Hillary Duff’s son wants to call his new sibling Cofant Croissant – which sounds like the name of an excellent Bond villain or an evil step mother haha. I’d love to know how their little minds work to come up with some of these ideas. 

I do know someone who let their son name his new baby brother…luckily for them he picked the name Jack.

Some families have said they at least consider the suggestions made by their older children as they want them to feel more connected and not pushed out by the impending new arrival. With many of them going on to use the suggested names as middle names. Scary spice allegedly let her daughter Phoenix name her little sister, going for something a lot less unusual than her name, Maddison. 

When I was at school, I was the only student with my name. I loved it and now my daughter is the only one at her school with her name. 

Personally I think it’s nice to be different with your name choices and pretty much anything goes nowadays…but I definitely won’t be bringing a YouTube or Cofant into the world anytime soon.

A week away to Lynton, Devon…

We left the Friday of a bank holiday weekend (big mistake) it took us about just over SIX hours to get to our destination. We arrived at our hotel – valley of rocks hotel tired, hungry and with a car full of cases and children. The first hurdle…there were no ramps or access for buggies/suitcases/wheelchairs? So after carrying up 4 cases and a baby in a buggy – I was knackered! To then be told that we had missed dinner and were offered just a ham sandwich instead, I was not happy. 


After finding a lift to take us up a few floors and navigating corridors, further random steps with a baby in a buggy, a child and two cases (my mum and sister had taken theirs) we arrived at our ‘family room.’ There was just two single beds and no cot. 

I picked up the phone to call reception to request a cot…only to find the phone in my room did not work. Leading to a trip back down the stairs with the children (minus the cases) to inquire about said cot. 

Back at the room, I was trying to settle the very tired little travellers down. The cot finally arrived and after a bit of faffing by the handyman the cot was up! It was time to make the baby a bottle and a cup of tea for a very frazzled mummy, I filled the kettle, turned on the switch and you guessed it…the kettle didn’t work. You couldn’t make it up. I couldn’t call down to reception…so I gathered up the children and went down again to request a working kettle. 

Kettle arrived. Milk was made. Tea was drunk, mummy felt defeated but nothing a good sleep wouldn’t sort out I thought. 

In the morning we went down for breakfast, ravenous from the lack of dinner the night before. The cooked breakfast was nice but I feel they would benefit from adding some pastries, fruit and yoghurt to the menu as by the end of the week – I was sick of the sight of sausages. 

Overall the hotel looks lovely from the outside, and has undergone some modernisation inside, but is tired in other areas like where one of our windows was stuffed with tissue paper instead of being repaired. I would not have classed our room as a ‘family room.’ There was only a shower, no bath so there was nowhere to wash the baby, there was no fridge, there was also no option of a zed bed…so unless your baby is of cot size you couldn’t of shared a room?! Also you could only get wifi in the main hall of the hotel – not in your rooms. In this day and age wifi should be available in your room. 

I think the hotel is mainly geared up for the older generation and I did get some frowning looks from the other guests if the baby moaned at the dinner table. If they want to become more family friendly – they would benefit from a children’s menu as my daughter rarely liked anything from the set menu and ended up eating a lot of chips (she’s not even my fussy eater!).

The hotel itself is in a lovely location and Lynton was very beautiful. A short drive away is woody bay railway & steam train which was a nice way to spend the morning. I think we got a family ticket and that cost around £18 which was worth it, as although the journey in itself is not a long one – you can go on as many times in a day as you’d like to. The staff were also very lovely and played their parts well. It was our first time on a steam train and I would reccomend it as we all enjoyed it. 

Overall we enjoyed our week away. If the hotel made a few changes I’m sure it would be lovely and I’m glad to report the drive home only took 4 hours – although we won’t be making any journeys that far again until the baby is a lot older. If you do go to Lynton and you have a baby – make sure you bring enough baby milk as the shops do not stock milk powder nearby. We loved Devon and would like to go again someday but maybe somewhere with a few more shops nearby.