You are lovely. Thank you for the kind words.
Awwwwww thank you! *blush* :-D :-D
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Pam and Me
I’ve been friends with my dearest, oldest friend Pam since we were 9 years old, which is a loooooooooong time :-)
If you are ever lucky enough to meet her, you’ll never forget her. She’s the kindest, sweetest, funniest, most generous person you’re ever likely to meet on this planet. Ever.
Pam is so special that everyone gravitates towards her and befriends her for life and is the better for it.
Outside of my biological family, she has known me and put up with me the longest. She is more than family to me :-)
She amazes me. She’s been through some hellish troubles in her life and she never fails to meet them head on and deal with them with no fuss or drama. I envy her ability to do that.
I’ve been meaning to do this post for a long while now. The pics on the left are from when we were about 14 and the pics on the right are from when we both turned 40. Please excuse the crap photo quality and 1980s fashion faux pas :-$ I honestly think we’re both much foxier now ha ha :-D
I’ll love you always Pam xXx
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Four Generations of Women in My Family
1) My Great Grandmother circa 1915
2) My Grandmother 1944
3) My Mum & Me 1994The resemblance between my Mum, her Mother & her Grandmother is striking :-)
I think I was found under a bush ;-)And yes….we do still dress like Victorian ladies in England :-)
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My Beautiful Mum & Me
A year ago I had the unenviable task of clearing my Mum’s house out after she’d died. It was the worst thing I’d ever had to do, but there were some wonderful moments like this one:
I’d put aside an unused envelope I’d found to put the front door key in (to return it to the landlord). I was sitting in the car physically exhausted and emotionally drained and I went to put the key in the envelope ready to put through the door. I was surprised to find that the envelope wasn’t actually empty, it contained a strip of negatives. I held the strip up to the light and discovered, to my immense joy, 3 photos taken of my Mum and me when I was was about 8 years old.
I don’t remember ever seeing the actual prints of these negatives before. They were taken by a neighbour, George, who ran the local butcher shop. I’d gone to a fancy dress party at school and my Mum had made me the most wonderful costume by hand, including the woolly wig. She did my make-up too.
Finding these negatives put a huge smile on my face. I can’t get over how beautiful my Mum looks in them. I was soooo glad they didn’t get thrown away :-)
I don’t have a negative scanner, so this is the best I’ve been able to do with restoring the original print so far. Still really lovely though :-)
Love you Mum xxxx
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Stuff That Makes Me Feel Like A Freak Because Most People Like Them And I Don’t
Ok so…..this post is about stuff most people love and assume (incorrectly) that everyone else does too. I can’t count the amount of times people have said to me “Oh…..so why don’t you like [x] then?” with an expression of “you weirdo” on their faces.
Coffee
I don’t passionately hate coffee, in fact, I rather like the smell of freshly ground beans. I’m just not enamoured with the taste of it, the bitterness mainly. I will drink it if there really is nothing else on offer but given the choice, I’d just rather not. I don’t like the ‘badger’s bum’ after-taste it leaves in my mouth and…….I can smell it in my pee.What realllllly cheeses me off though is how it’s the assumed (non alcoholic) social lubricant. “Do you want to come round for a coffee”, “Shall we meet for a coffee”, “There’ll be a break in an hour for coffee and biscuits”. Why can’t we meet for a ‘nice pot of tea’ or any other beverage for that matter? Eh?
On the plus side though, because I don’t drink it I’m not addicted to its caffeine content. Suckaaaaaas :-P Ha Ha.
Wine
Flavour-wise I can take it or leave it. Some wines taste alright. Most taste and feel like battery acid to me, especially fizzy ones. I find wine to be very astringent and exceptionally dehydrating. It makes my head throb from lack of liquid before an evening is over and always gives me the hangover from hell. Iiiiiffff….I do drink it, I prefer red over white and never touch rose. It looks too much like your pee when you have cystitis.Much like coffee, it’s the assumption that it’s the drink of choice to have with a meal that bugs me. I’d much rather have something refreshing and thirst quenching. I find the snobbery and money associated with fancy bottles pretty disgusting too. It’s just a drink, get a grip people!
Olive Oil
In recent years there seems to have been an increasing trend in Britain of drizzling, bathing, and drowning food in olive oil. Yes, it has some nutritional benefits but come on, we don’t need a ton of it on everything, masking the other flavours and making everything…..oily. I’ve never liked olives anyway and if I find them lurking on food they get picked off and discarded like a crawly bug would. Yuck!I think there’s an element of snobbery too in having bottles of the stuff lined up on a kitchen shelf like faux cultural mascots.
Perhaps it’s because all my absolute favourite foods that excite and inspire me are Asian. With wonderful colours, flavours and aromas. To me, French and Italian cuisine is just…..meh. And what flavours there are there, I’d rather taste than being suffocated with oil.
The Sun
Most people in Britain crave hot summer weather, but not me. Spring and Autumn are my favourite times of year when the temperatures are a cool but refreshingly pleasant 16-21 degrees centigrade. I like sunny days but not the summer sun.I hate being too hot. It makes me headachy and sweaty and grumpy. I don’t like craving shade and air conditioning. I don’t like how tired the hot sun makes me feel. I find sun-bathing incredibly boring and that’s the other thing…..the sun hates my skin. I have Northern European genes so my skin is very pale and so the sun smokes me like a hog roast.
I actually got badly burned and had severe sunstroke one year after too much sun exposure. I was in agony and puking from both ends. Never felt so sick ever. I do envy people that really enjoy it but this fair maiden isn’t one of them :-)
And Finally
So after reading all this, you might think I’m a right grumpy old bastard ha ha :-) I’m actually not at all. I’m just…..um…….different. And I felt like having a rant about those things that set me apart from the majority (which is no bad thing really) :-D -
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6 Months on Tumblr
So yeah, I’ve been on here about 6 months now. I’ve discovered some fantastic blogs to follow & made some great new international web friends :-)
Google Analytics tells me I’ve had visits from 26 different countries which is fantastic. I want to colour the whole world map in :-D
I’m not tumblr famous in the slightest, but I don’t care, I appreciate each & every one of my 21 followers! Thank you for following me :-D xXx -
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Ladybirds don’t just fly
So when you’re learning to drive, how do you chose a driving school?
Recommendation? Cost? Random? No clue?I chose “Ladybird School of Motoring” because of their CUTE cars :-D
Yeah……sometimes I’m silly girlie :-$ lol
But so what…….I did pass first time :-P
It was my proudest day ever \o/
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It’s Meeee!!!!
Just a GIF made up of some pics through years. Do you think I’ve changed much? I think my taste in glasses has improved ;-)
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This is for the person who reblogged one of my vid postings & didn’t include the text because “it was lame”! How ruuuuuude! >.<
