tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14534842024-03-05T16:17:32.626+00:00becoming the person I wish to beLynseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13829662435315709684noreply@blogger.comBlogger39125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1453484.post-8149662636061285482013-09-26T14:36:00.001+00:002013-09-26T14:36:43.812+00:00Gentleness<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Sometimes all we need is <i>gentleness</i>.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">A kind word.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">A true smile.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">A touch or an arm to hold you.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">A sign that lets you know that you have been heard and
understood.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">It is not a great undertaking or a large demand. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Something so simple, tender, kind.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Gentleness</i>.</span><o:p></o:p></div>
Lynseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13829662435315709684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1453484.post-55373576734187869142012-06-27T15:26:00.002+00:002012-06-27T15:29:14.347+00:00Life life LIFE!<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Life is a like a complicated jigsaw with lots of blue sky.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Finally pieces start connecting and everything becomes complete and whole.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">This is me. The past month I have gained so much knowledge and wisdom that it's postively bursting out of my ears!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Everything feels right and every day I'm taking bits of the wisdom and applying it to my life. I'm tired, that is granted. And sometimes I wonder how much simpler my life would be without all this wonderment going on in my head.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Simpler yes, But less colourful, less feeling? I want a life filled with love, understanding and abundance and vitality.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">This is my path.....and I have no intention of abandoning it.....</span><br />
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<br /></div>Lynseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13829662435315709684noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1453484.post-59256691653662917372012-06-12T09:39:00.001+00:002012-06-12T09:46:36.025+00:00Stepping back...<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">The last couple of weeks have been topsy turvy in terms of emotions this week.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">The skies have been grey, the ground damp. I have been unable to get out and get my daily dose of Vitamin D nor able to do much in way of tending to my veg and flowers which, on a positive note, have been thriving with the rain.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I have been awaiting books to arrive from amazon, and after almost losing patience, they arrived! Great Stuff. And so far, awesome, inspiring stuff.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Yesterday I got to listen to Andy Baggott, author of 13 books, his current being <a href="http://www.google.co.uk/url?sa=t&rct=j&q=&esrc=s&source=web&cd=7&ved=0CGIQFjAG&url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.co.uk%2FBlissology-The-Art-Science-Happiness%2Fdp%2F0738720046&ei=KQ3XT42lB9C68gPut4GRAw&usg=AFQjCNHnuPoRZ6hG3dAOiV4roj4NahtSbw&sig2=B4BxhD37ieykHih906txbQ">Blissology</a>, the art of happiness. Andy was the guest speaker at a local monthly series of talks. His words inspired me a great deal and made me realise just how much any negative thinking or speaking can affect my own and other people's lives. Be careful for what you wish for and all that!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">My new aim is to do what feels right, good and fun. Step away from the people and environments that make you feel negative in any way. Today I shall be 'setting' my day and wishing and imagining a great, joyous day ahead of me......</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Try it!</span>Lynseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13829662435315709684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1453484.post-25185270858805552092012-05-31T08:41:00.002+00:002012-05-31T08:43:01.637+00:00Enjoy your own company<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I've watched this a dozen times or more, but it still inspires me and it is on my favourites list on youtube.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I love being alone, I'm not afraid of my own company. Alone with my thoughts. Me, myself and the elements.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Take time out, sit and let your mind wander. Or clear your mind and just be. Sit in the garden and feel the breeze, listen to the birdsong, grab a cuppa and do a crossword or read a book that makes you feel good. Go for a long walk just with yourself and notice things you don't take the time to look at when in company.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Write a journal, doodle in it, write down your thoughts and desires, sketch and fill it with whatever you desire.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Enjoy being you. Love yourself.</span><br />
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<br />Lynseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13829662435315709684noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1453484.post-586131115817989432012-05-29T22:07:00.000+00:002012-05-29T22:07:07.057+00:00<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Remember the 'remove negativity' lecture? Well, this is still ongoing, I'm saying no when I want to say no. I'm taking a step back from negative relationships and I've been giving myself a break. We all deserve time to sit, ponder, do what we want to do, free from guilt and nagging. It has been lovely.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I admit myself, I am a fair weather gardener without a doubt and the spell of good weather has seen me out in the garden planting, weeding, trimming, really feeling the earth beneath my fingers - as well as meditating and reading out there. To say it has been good for the soul would be an understatement. I feel ALIVE. I feel grounded. Settled. I can't promise this is a forever feeling. But I'm being present in this moment and I'm appreciating every second of this goodness in my life.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Today I came across a young fledgling blackbird sitting on my driveway with an obvious injury to it's leg. I sat with it and talked to it very gently until it calmed down. The Blackbird had striking blue eyes which really looked at me. This bird was really checking me out. I felt a deep connection there I wish I could describe. With some assistance, I got Blackbird into a ventilated box and took her to the veterinary. Blackbird, with some effort, shifted around to look at me before I left the building. I was sincerely moved by this bird and sitting here typing this entry, I feel a weight in my heart and tears welling in my eyes. I am now awaiting it's outcome. I will find out in the morning when I ring. I really hope for it's survival. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I'm feeling more and more connected to the earth and it's inhabitants by the day. I'm feeling confident that this bird was meant to be there at the moment, for me to gain it's trust and feel this new connection. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Beautiful.</span><br />
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<br />Lynseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13829662435315709684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1453484.post-39861021647052789432012-05-16T22:10:00.000+00:002012-05-31T08:43:49.912+00:00Tree Hugging<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 20px;">As I'm writing this, I'm looking out of the french doors at the sunshine pouring onto my garden making it look green and vibrant. Absolutely beautiful. What crazy weather we are having! I spent yesterday morning shivering around the house and then the afternoon pondering at the hail and thunder, mad?</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 20px;">This weekend was about the same, crazy weather. Though we made the most of the sun when it decided to come out of it's hiding place. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 20px;">We visited Erlestoke woods, the bluebells were just about done but I was pleased to catch them in their splendour. The boys (minus one teenager who jaunted to Bath with mates) happily ran about and found gun shaped sticks and powwed each other with them, stuck cleaver plants to my back and collected pine cones in their pockets.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">We finished the morning off with lunch at a local cafe and a cake from the bakers. A lovely end to a free morning's entertainment, who needs to pay to keep the kids happy?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Sunday was MY day, I set off early equipped with change and lots of spare bags and ventured to the local bootys and then went further afield to Yeovil where I bumped into lovely Sophie from Fading Grace. I came back with lots, including baskets, ceramics, fabric, tins...and more! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Have a great week everyone xxx</span></div>
<br class="Apple-interchange-newline" />Lynseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13829662435315709684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1453484.post-16070918545941477882012-05-08T09:58:00.001+00:002012-05-29T22:08:28.171+00:00New way of thinking<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">There comes a point in most people's lives when they realise a change is needed, it might be a change in living circumstances, a change in career, a change in diet or a change in the way of thinking. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I find myself, at the grand old age of 33 years young at a point in my life where I need to change my way of thinking. This kind of change is not easy - 33 years of influence and life experience has brought me to where I am now and to my way of thinking. And where I am now brings me to the point of wanting to change.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I've suddenly become very aware of my need to be liked, approved of, and that in turn was making me ill. Have you tried to be a person that "everyone" liked and approved of? Such a person does not exist - everyone is different and sees things in others that other people do not, we are all brought up with different values, morals and outlook. How can one person cover all that in every person? You cannot.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Henceforth, I was an extreme "yes" person, aiming to please everyone but myself. And I became mentally exhausted, anxious and poorly.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I've become very self aware these last few weeks. Aware of my needs, mentally and physically. And this is where the change begins. Do you find yourself recognising yourself in my description above? Maybe you owe it to yourself to start being gentle on your being, to realise that you will not be everyone's cup of tea and by distancing yourself from people who make you anxious, unhappy and under confident you will be doing yourself a favour. You should not need to physically try and get on with someone. It's supposed to come naturally. If it doesn't. Don't judge and blame yourself. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Surround yourself with people you love, admire and respect, people who inspire you and love you whatever you do, are seen to be wearing, however you think.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Stop being a "yes" person, think about yourself. Do you really want to do this? Does it make you happy?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">This weekend I took myself off to a local fayre, on my own, and wandered around, no rushing and thinking about others. I sat and watched the world go by, and then drove home feeling ridiculously content with the car windows down, singing to the radio with a smile in my heart. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">When was the last time you did something purely for you? </span><br />
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<br />Lynseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13829662435315709684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1453484.post-62317893893082572092011-04-27T08:21:00.000+00:002012-05-31T08:44:17.975+00:00The Insulin Gang<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">So far, 2011 has been a testing year for myself and a number of my friends and family. One particular friend, experiencing turbulent times recently discovered that her little girl had Type 1 diabetes.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I for one, had not heard a great deal about Type 1, being more familiar with the more common Type 2, that a lot of people get later in their lives.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I could only imagine what the family was going through and how isolated they must have felt, this small girl, in a matter of weeks, not only diagnosed with diabetes but also had to learn how to inject herself with insulin daily.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">The website is called The Insulin Gang - http://www.theinsulingang.co.uk. Should you know of any child learning to live with diabetes, please do share this web address with them. Or if you think you could help in any way - by blogging or tweeting about the website, please please do! You would make a little girl very happy....</span><br />
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Saturday evening was spent with 'the girls'.<br />
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Some I see every day, some I see maybe once a month. Some I've only just met. But I feel so very blessed to have them in my life. They make me laugh when I'm feeling down and they tell me off when I'm on a downer and slating myself.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Twelve years on, as I look at my son, growing taller and more solid by the day, with his darkening hair and mischievious grin, I will look past the mood swings, and attitude and feel so lucky, so grateful to have this boy, my boy, in my life. Just the other day I peeked into his room before my bedtime where he was flat out in bed, snoring ever so slightly, totally unconscious to the world. I looked on with immense pride and love. Looking at him, so vulnerable and unaware, and wondering where those twelve years had gone? What was to come for him?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">This boy, my boy, will grow up, have relationships, gain responsibilities, possibly marry, have children. What else will he do with his life? </span><br />
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One distinct memory of my childhood is of books - Meg and Mog, Gobolino The Witches Cat, Secret Seven, Famous Five, The Children Of Cherry Tree Farm, Bible Stories...As I got older it became Mallory Towers, Nancy Drew, St Clares, Then it was The Babysitters Club and The Sweet Valley High series, then it it was books by the likes of Judy Blume, Stephen King and Point Horror.<br />
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Ah the memories, each point of my life I can easily point out the type of books I would have been reading at that point in my life. As I reached my twenties, the book genres changed once again, gone were the teen romances and in came the historical fiction and arthurian legends. During my late twenties, I reached for the childrens books such as the Lemony Snicket's series and Harry Potter. Now in my early thirties, my taste changes week by week. One week I could be reading an autobiography which ten years ago would have bored me to tears, another week I could be reading mindless chick literature, especially if having a particuarly stressful week! Another week I could be reading an old Enid Blyton classic, and yet some months and I read nothing at all!<br />
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I for one, am a stickler in 'proper' books, I have frequently had a moan about the new Kindle type readers. Which in no way am I interested in. There is nothing better than sinking into a corner of the sofa, blanket over lap, book wedged in hands, leafing through the pages and breathing in either the scent of new pages or the musty smell of aging yellow pages. There is something comforting about it...I just can't put it into words!<br />
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Is reading part of your life? What books did you read as a child? Teen? Lynseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13829662435315709684noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1453484.post-36376913229049742082011-01-28T16:52:00.003+00:002011-01-28T16:57:14.543+00:00Memetastic!I have been tagged for this *delightful* most awesome award by lovely Sarah over at <a href="http://overthehillmum.blogspot.com/">Over The Hill Mum blog</a>, and created by <a href="http://carolefindsherwings.wordpress.com/">Carole!</a> <br />
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This is what you do, and then when you're tagged (I'm very sorry!) You can also do it too...here are the rules, not created by me I must add.............I'm a good girl and do not swear! ;) <br />
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1. You must proudly display the absolutely disgusting graphic that I have created for these purposes (put it in your post, you don’t have to put it in your sidebar, I think that would seriously be asking too much). It’s so bad that not only did I use COMIC SANS, but there’s even a little jumping, celebrating kitten down there at the bottom. It’s horrifying! But its presence in your award celebration is crucial to the memetastic process we’re creating here. If you need a higher resolution version… I totally have one!! <br />
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2. You must list 5 things about yourself, and 4 of them must be bold-faced lies. Just make some shit up, we’ll never know; one of them has to be true, though. Of course, nobody will ever know the difference, so we’re just on the honour system here. I trust you. Except for the 4 that you lied about, you lying b******s! But don’t go crazy trying to think of stuff, you’ll see by the example I’ve set below that we’re not really interested in quality here.<br />
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3. You must pass this award on to 5 bloggers that you either like or don’t like or don’t really have much of an opinion about. I don’t care who you pick, and nobody needs to know why. I mean, you can give a reason if you want, but I don’t really care.<br />
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4. If you fail to follow any of the above rules, I will hunt you down and harass you incessantly until you either block me on Twitter or ban my IP address from visiting your blog. I don’t know if you can actually do that last thing, but I will become so annoying to you that you will actually go out and hire an IT professional to train you on how to ban IP addresses just so that I’ll leave you alone. I’m serious. I’m going to do these things.<br />
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5. This one isn’t actually a rule, but once you do the above, please come back <a href="http://yeahgoodtimes.blogspot.com/2011/01/memetastic-hop.html">here</a> and link up to the Memetastic Hop so that I can keep track of where this thing goes.<br />
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1. I had a nose job aged 21, it was a conker of a nose, now it's not! Thankfully.<br />
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4. I am a terrible drunk and have, in the past, fell asleep in pub toilets and been v.embarassing!<br />
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<a href="http://www.mummymishaps.blogspot.com/">Mummy Mishaps</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.whatkatieskidsdidnext.blogspot.com/">What Katies kids did next</a><br />
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<a href="http://christinemosler.wordpress.com/">Thinly spread</a><br />
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Good luck, I found it incredibly hard trying to think of 4 lies!Lynseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13829662435315709684noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1453484.post-50487596271202053542011-01-27T10:01:00.002+00:002011-01-27T10:07:14.100+00:00Slow Down<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTR4t8o0nsayr76_Xdn2txK5lDlB9WkF3-R6-KcnexpxEgU7rda" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTR4t8o0nsayr76_Xdn2txK5lDlB9WkF3-R6-KcnexpxEgU7rda" /></a></div>Maybe we all should all just slow down?<br />
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Maybe we should all turn off our computers, our mobile phones, television sets and consoles and just 'be' for a while.<br />
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Unwind, find time to actually be aware of everything around you. To just 'be'.<br />
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Would it be so bad?<br />
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Go for a walk, not a brisk stride...SLOW DOWN. Feel the wind brush through your hair and the chill of the air burn your cheeks, watch that lone bird circling above the field and notice how the clouds slowly move and wander the skies, forming shapes.<br />
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Cuddle with your children on the sofa and talk to them, tickle them, glow as they laugh. Make food together, sieve and mix and taste and savour every flavour together. Take a gloriously hot bath, light candles and sigh as you lower your shoulders under the water....and just breathe. <br />
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If we took the time to SLOW DOWN, maybe we could re-focus on the most important things in life, all the ones that come for free. <br />
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I for one need to slow down, stop moving so fast, stop expecting too much of myself and everyone around me, and to appreciate the simpler things in life that are all around me that I do not take the time to explore.<br />
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If you slowed down, what would you do?<br />
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The above post was prompted by <a href="http://www.sleepisfortheweak.org.uk/2011/01/24/writing-workshop-prompts-were-going-on-a-word-hunt/">Josie's Writing Workshop prompts</a> - Word Hunt, go visit to see her post and those of others!Lynseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13829662435315709684noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1453484.post-77108139715496587482011-01-26T10:44:00.005+00:002011-01-26T14:49:12.974+00:00The Gallery<a href="http://stickyfingers1.blogspot.com/search/label/The%20Gallery"><img height="160" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_YvvceOEVsWU/S6fY0nf07UE/AAAAAAAABD0/SbguGrqPapE/s160-c/Badges.jpg" style="margin: 1px 0pt 0pt 4px;" width="160" /></a><br />
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When I decided to take part in this weeks 'Children' Gallery post via <a href="http://stickyfingers1.blogspot.com/2010/02/photography-is-my-thing-my-love-my.html">Sticky Fingers</a> I didn't fully realise just how hard it was to find a photo which sat right with how I feel at the moment, I could have chosen a toddler photo or an old photo of myself as a child, so many photos, so many years of memories, so many I found that I had forgotten about! It was lovely to search and find these treasures, so thank you Sticky Fingers for that opportunity!<br />
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The photo I'm showing you today is of my lovely 12 year son and his 13 year old cousin. On this day, we had walked to and around a lake called Shearwater. My son, being almost a teen, and not letting me forget it, tends to like a good whine about going for walks/day trips/shopping, no real big surprises really.<br />
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But on this day, he and his cousin larked about without a care, and as captured by my camera, contemplated and sat peacefully beside the lake.<br />
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Both 'tweens' sat staring into the water, idly chatting once in a while, and it was a moment that had to be captured. I love this photo, like many others, but this one doesn't show him trying to be 'super cool', grinning insanely, or pulling a face. Underneath it all, he's growing up, becoming a thoughtful young man, and this photo captures an essence of that.<br />
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I think this is a great idea and think that all schools should adopt this every year. On a personal level, our children and community as a whole are still dealing with a recent teen cancer death, and I feel that information weeks such as this one is of a huge importance.<br />
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This year my friend lost her only son to mouth cancer, he was 12 years old.<br />
He was great friends with my son, and we have many funny memories we will continue to share for the rest of our lives.<br />
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He fought so hard to live yet the cancer was too much and when we all knew it was terminal and he had merely weeks to live, our local community worked hard at raising funds and awareness to help him live a few of his dreams before he passed.<br />
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January 2011 will always be the month and year that a lot of people's lives changed. From that day he passed I then decided I would continue to fundraise for cancer research and clicsargeant and help families/children suffering from severe hardships and terminal illness in as many ways as I can.<br />
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Rest in peace little man, sleep tight xxxxLynseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13829662435315709684noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1453484.post-42726271490385872492010-09-16T13:20:00.000+00:002010-09-16T13:21:51.592+00:00<span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" >It is nearing the Autumn equinox.</span><br />I certainly 'feel' it. I feel my body slowly starting to go into hibernation mode.<br />I feel really hungry for steaming hot choc, bowls of chunky soups, and roast veg.<br /><br />My body is waning a little, feeling more tired and wanting to sleep more. I'm starting to reflect on the past year and beginning to face the coming of the darker winter months ahead and silenting giving thanks for all that I am blessed with.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">Goodbye</span> summer. Goodbye warm (sometimes!) evenings sat out on the decking drinking vino and laughing under the stars. Goodbye elderflower picking, ice cool cordial and homegrown salads. Goodbye school sports, light evenings playing in the park with the kids. Goodbye flip flops, cut off shorts and sand between my toes.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Hello</span></span> crunchy autumn leaves, conker collecting, dark and chilly evenings, afternoons of preserving berries, sweeping the chimney and adding an extra layer....comfort foods.....and seeing your breath in front of your own face :)<br /><br />I always complain, isn't that a british must? But I know when I'm sat in the firelight, huddled under a cosy blanket, listening to the rain out in the dark night fall onto the window. I wouldn't wish for anything more :-)))Lynseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13829662435315709684noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1453484.post-91356172969173080322010-09-15T09:49:00.004+00:002010-10-16T12:12:13.460+00:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1155/4725447838_3426bfa987.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1155/4725447838_3426bfa987.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Last night I made my old special, butterbut squash and sweet potato soup, alongside thick crusty bread. Nothing better to warm the insides and fill you up completely.<br /><br />Feeling the pounds slowly pile on, I forced myself, yet again to exercise this morning. Jogging 2 miles in 22 minutes. Horrendous. Hated every minute. But if that's what it takes to get back my 18 year old figure....well I'll give it a try ;)<br /><br />Apple crumble tonight :)<br /><br />Have a good day folks. xLynseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13829662435315709684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1453484.post-18279374000090001322010-09-13T10:44:00.002+00:002010-09-13T10:49:13.351+00:004 miles of cycling today...and on weigh in, have lost 5Lbs, I am exceedingly happy!<br /><br />I am in jam making mode. I have plenty of apples from our tree residing in the garden and fancy making blackberry and apple jam and alongside...apple crumble.<br />Yum.<br /><br />Dan has started secondary school. This new era has got me thinking and looking at dan differently, I watched a video of Dan as a baby and toddler and I now look at him, nearly 12, and he has lost all 'baby-ness'. It breaks my heart. Where did that time go?<br />To all mums of young children - take each precious moment of their little years and treasure it and capture it not only in your heart but in your head and record as many moments as you can.<br />They really do grow up too quick.<br />To my Dan, all my love to my gorgeous, smart, funny son. Enjoy your teenage years xxxxxxxxxxxLynseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13829662435315709684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1453484.post-16555550507636416232010-03-07T22:14:00.001+00:002010-03-07T22:16:13.008+00:00<span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">The Soil Association Easter Egg Hunt</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">We're attending!<br /></span><blockquote>"Organic farms up and down the country are holding Easter Egg hunts this spring. Take the family along and your children will be able to hunt for eggs and win special Green and Blacks chocolate egg prizes! Every farm will have something special to offer, from range of simple and fun activities to farm walks, tractor and trailer rides or opportunities to see the new-born lambs..."</blockquote><br /><br />Visit the <a href="http://www.soilassociation.org/Takeaction/Visitanorganicfarm/Easteregghunt/tabid/612/Default.aspx">soil association website</a> to find a local event and get booked up.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><blockquote></blockquote><br /></span>Lynseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13829662435315709684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1453484.post-75230254939169056322010-02-23T22:00:00.002+00:002010-02-23T22:06:38.665+00:00My new fetish...baking!<br /><br />Recents...<br /><br />Lemon Cupcakes, Recipe from 'Rachael Allen - Bake' :-<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoVFLqZ9OuCB1hi93Tn5RL4DLu7H0C531bmMhIN2eOUsIaCb3AoHc9939EmLtMNIiPp2yEb2sxuKPnn1g_d9v2-9EkMgMqio8QHFstp7UgiZxrq92on5dCMy7d98jTXKjg6xM/s1600-h/cakes+002.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoVFLqZ9OuCB1hi93Tn5RL4DLu7H0C531bmMhIN2eOUsIaCb3AoHc9939EmLtMNIiPp2yEb2sxuKPnn1g_d9v2-9EkMgMqio8QHFstp7UgiZxrq92on5dCMy7d98jTXKjg6xM/s320/cakes+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441562625594411010" border="0" /></a><br />Scrumptious Lemon Loaf Cake, recipe from Nigella's website:-<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjotW8RnIfsO69WgPaTra8DYdt96daR2swiZqn3qc2tEx_paWnL59srvEMfaDVXN1MUPlyrJC-AqyXZrGkV3-eNiSVih0jCjdzxx_rmLcjHphwsjc6ETrRrfxMAuwN8hAoGWmo/s1600-h/cakes+010.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjotW8RnIfsO69WgPaTra8DYdt96daR2swiZqn3qc2tEx_paWnL59srvEMfaDVXN1MUPlyrJC-AqyXZrGkV3-eNiSVih0jCjdzxx_rmLcjHphwsjc6ETrRrfxMAuwN8hAoGWmo/s320/cakes+010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441562825826172178" border="0" /></a>Lynseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13829662435315709684noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1453484.post-38744763104130374942010-02-08T20:29:00.003+00:002010-02-08T20:37:58.048+00:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3fn5aaK1RMPS3GFIIWVg5Oco8l961fy_z09ME2Tjl8aG7UvODCjiRTmrz16yf1txwn0vGGYDOXN5a83VDDaeAkvyOi5XYlpjHX8scUYygzS40UeIcAXvuNgOnxubaA0mCBkI/s1600-h/ebayetc+001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3fn5aaK1RMPS3GFIIWVg5Oco8l961fy_z09ME2Tjl8aG7UvODCjiRTmrz16yf1txwn0vGGYDOXN5a83VDDaeAkvyOi5XYlpjHX8scUYygzS40UeIcAXvuNgOnxubaA0mCBkI/s320/ebayetc+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435972817578911810" border="0" /></a>Naughty kitty Meg really is wanting to explore outside now, but she's not old enough so instead when I carry her with me outside and let her have a little sniff of the outside world. Today I took her with me to fetch the bird feeder, Meg was a little too interested in the wild bird food, attempting to eat it as it fell through the cracks of the feeder! Won't be long Meg until you're big enough!<br /><br />I'm currently ebaying a few bits and pieces, first on are these CK pumps, never worn....impulse buys indeed, I don't know what I was thinking, I could never wear these and keep them clean! I'm also thinking that if these sell, any money made can go towards a certain CK messenger bag I have my eye on :)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJs0fV9-4oipCSGNwITuZfJ898qCD4OMQtby-lL5ZBQPpAhtmqIikl0hHHn9d1E0-zVzhr_h9zUm9YLYsQckXfxFQ_Dvye667V1MnLkG94GEKhXKVj2gcbYPa3WxyRusEGTtE/s1600-h/ebayetc+002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJs0fV9-4oipCSGNwITuZfJ898qCD4OMQtby-lL5ZBQPpAhtmqIikl0hHHn9d1E0-zVzhr_h9zUm9YLYsQckXfxFQ_Dvye667V1MnLkG94GEKhXKVj2gcbYPa3WxyRusEGTtE/s320/ebayetc+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435973877758305394" border="0" /></a><br />I'm also selling on a few vintage enids and ladybirds, so give me a shout if you want to know what I'm selling.<br /><br />Work tomorrow :( Oh to work from home and earn a decent enough living *sigh*Lynseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13829662435315709684noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1453484.post-87407433021042766632010-01-27T13:54:00.003+00:002010-01-27T14:05:37.818+00:00It has been over a month now since Christmas and I haven't blogged!<div>I have been struggling and struggling to get over the little bugs I keep getting from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">pre</span>-school, not surprising when one of my main jobs, i feel, is wiping their noses before it gets to their mouth, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">eww</span>!</div><div><br /></div><div>Christmas was just lovely, as was new years eve! And now i find myself near the end of January, already!</div><div><br /></div><div>I'm almost finished with my first assignment, have <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">De</span>-cluttered my bedroom, painted the kitchen and oh yes, i have collected more vintage ladybird books, I am thinking i may do something 'crafty' with the ones that look a little too 'vintage', for example, lots of scribbles and tears...but what?</div><div><br /></div><div>Three more things, before I log off ; I have created an account on flickr for my photos of places/objects etc <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/vintagefaerie/">HERE</a>.</div><div><br /></div><div>I've also discovered <a href="http://www.lurvely.com">lurvely.com!</a> - Photos you lurve!</div><div><br /></div><div>Third and last thing, I have signed up once again for Race4life! 5k run in aid of cancer research.</div><div>Feel free to sponsor me here - <a href="http://www.raceforlifesponsorme.org/lynseydoel">http://www.raceforlifesponsorme.org/lynseydoel</a></div><div><br /></div>Lynseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13829662435315709684noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1453484.post-13664746096230606612009-12-21T10:40:00.002+00:002009-12-21T10:48:34.874+00:00I can hardly believe that in just FOUR sleeps it will be christmas......<br />and then, just as quickly as it came....it will be all over.....bah humbug! All this organisation for one day? :-/<br /><br />I still have lots of wrapping and, sigh, cards to be written and delivered by hand :-/<br /><br />BUT, no more school, whoop! Had a lovely long lay-in this morning, a long hot shower and now debating on whether it's taking a risk going out in the car to do my weekly food shop....in the snow, snow! At christmas! So lots to smile about :)<br /><br />Saturday evening was a blast, me and the girls from school went for an indian meal, Sam the owner knows one of our friends and helpfully made up a buffet for us, with a selection of indian food, it was truly scrumptious....and the wine went down a treat, apart from sunday morning that is, when I was a bit poorly...all self inflicted! But let a hangover put me off from my christmas shopping, I think not! At 10am we headed off with friends to Bristol's Cabot Circus where we got bags of goodies from Saltrock, Joules and Disney! :)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYdVaUjOF4V9UT1H_KmelTlLHGZTQe9ZPiHIkVr0wZSIS0xJoPbUY8LEQa-RQJK5dpYi2w7tiWTU7ckqmvAQMErB7RAMLdKMUm498hlp3XLuE5n6jb6O5oC7725TXl98Vtqys/s1600-h/xmas+etc+008.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYdVaUjOF4V9UT1H_KmelTlLHGZTQe9ZPiHIkVr0wZSIS0xJoPbUY8LEQa-RQJK5dpYi2w7tiWTU7ckqmvAQMErB7RAMLdKMUm498hlp3XLuE5n6jb6O5oC7725TXl98Vtqys/s320/xmas+etc+008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417639518882613506" border="0" /></a>Lynseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13829662435315709684noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1453484.post-2985118973180993812009-12-11T15:23:00.002+00:002009-12-11T16:11:18.381+00:00It has been an eventful week! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Nativitys</span>, work and all the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">christmas</span> buying, wrapping and not forgetting the day to day stuff.<br /><br />Last night I made some chocolate bread, but what a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">disappointment</span> it was, after following the recipe, including almost 2 bars of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">bourneville</span>, milk, sugar and cocoa powder...and the most inviting smells coming from the oven...the taste was surprisingly bland, not exactly tantalising to the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">taste buds</span>...but I thought, all was not lost, I'll bake the choc bread and turn them into choc <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">biscotti</span>....so <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">thats</span> exactly what I did...And? Perfect <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">biscotti</span> texture....but a miracle hadn't happened whilst baking and it is still as bland as can be...so I think it will be binned....such a waste....I wonder if ducks like chocolate bread? :-)<br /><br />On the positive side, 350g dark choc + 350ml double cream + vanilla extract, along with some desiccated coconut/cocoa powder....I made some gorgeous (but very rich) chocolate truffles. All that needs done now is to put them into some pretty bags/boxes and give them to friends!!<br /><br />Photos to follow! xxLynseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13829662435315709684noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1453484.post-27547638444875297892009-12-07T11:58:00.004+00:002009-12-07T14:24:17.150+00:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Jn4v8qglAfsD3Sjkl5T_Zr6T7kJZxC_q9zEfdTnlKzMbF-LYvRzwGYXlHvElBzQykjM46Qt8htHbm3R9Fp_WsVdlS1ZvPUBVzD6Em57Yh7_4qCSuZpjzLYo5_rfL_6BtMHU/s1600-h/xmas+003.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Jn4v8qglAfsD3Sjkl5T_Zr6T7kJZxC_q9zEfdTnlKzMbF-LYvRzwGYXlHvElBzQykjM46Qt8htHbm3R9Fp_WsVdlS1ZvPUBVzD6Em57Yh7_4qCSuZpjzLYo5_rfL_6BtMHU/s320/xmas+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412462647392511890" border="0" /></a><br />How exciting!! Our tree is up (but yet to find and buy my yearly traditional purchase of one tree decoration a year) We normally put our tree up 12 days before christmas but we, okay I, couldn't wait this year :)<br /><br />Steve started putting the outside christmas lights up and Meg the Kittycat was so desperate to pounce on them!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPuaLlUVMMGlo6DrosBa-uVpY51Y36xhLvq89NqQK0tgQQnQAg-27UDsbfVZnSh2QZXj0b_CP99zQozBddN8ZoG_mxDvlBgss1E85ET1HOnE_WdgSZpaaCzI3IyuAINfux4lk/s1600-h/xmas+010.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPuaLlUVMMGlo6DrosBa-uVpY51Y36xhLvq89NqQK0tgQQnQAg-27UDsbfVZnSh2QZXj0b_CP99zQozBddN8ZoG_mxDvlBgss1E85ET1HOnE_WdgSZpaaCzI3IyuAINfux4lk/s320/xmas+010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412463399835038594" border="0" /></a><br /><br />What a lovely weekend, it was very quiet without the children, but we made the most of the time by present wrapping and oh, having a gorgeous brunch at <a href="http://www.thelockinn.co.uk/">Dick & Janes!</a> The perfect antidote to the tiredness and fuzzy head feeling I'd been feeling since the Pre-school Xmas Meal, where karaoke and port and lemon featured most prominently!!<br /><br />Must off to post some ladybirds ordered today and some eBay orders.....<br /><br />Enjoy the day, despite the wind and rain.Lynseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13829662435315709684noreply@blogger.com3