That was the week that was snow

I thought if I posisibly  gave you another whole hosts of snow pciture you might just start typing yawn , yawn yawn in the comments . And who quite frankly would blame you,  I am always in search of the unusual, the linguistic fantastic or that picture that makes you go wow.

A Winters day.

And then when I went to London at the weekend and I visited Harrods and the V & A museum the colour came back into my life, no longer was it a monchocrome sadness. First a chink of colour peeped in then the colours just started flooding into my life.

Emperor Caligula V & A museum

And back at home the cat got into the spirit of colour ....

I hope that this week you can colour your world beautiful .....

Silent Sunday 27/01/2013

Ideal Mini Ipad case cover review

I have been testing out my new mini iPad mini cover .

And there's one design I could choose and its my cat I'll be instantly recognisable at blogging event and people are bound to ask me where I got my case from.

The case came from Ideal cases it has many devices that you can create covers for, personalising a case is great and your only limit is your imagination. If you can't think of anything then you can choose one of their pre designed cases.

It would make an ideal gift for Valentines day  which is soon ! or any other occasion. The ordering processing is completed without any hitch and the cover is dispatched quickly. At each stage of the ordering process I was kept informed by emails.

We are a multi iPad family so I will be ordering some more cases for these!

I was provided with this opportunity by Fuel my Blog

All opinions and thoughts are my own.

Menism

This guest post was written by the lovely MummyneverSleeps

Now, if you're a mother of a small male person, you may have had the sudden "Oh. Ohhhh." epiphany I did when my son was a couple of months old.

All the things you may or may not have berated your men folk for, now stands for nothing. The exasperated "Have you lost something down there, love?" while they're happily fondling away at themselves absent-mindedly.

Watching a baby having a good old rummage there and finding the erm... treasure, the glint in his eye, the slack-jawed glee, and from then on, the obsession begins and apparently, never ends.

The realisation that men are powerless to their winkies. And no matter how many times we raise our eyebrows, tut disapprovingly and chastise them, means they'll simply do it when our backs are turned.

I've been noticing a change in the waters, an altering of some stars alignment perhaps, I dunno. There seems to have been some sort of seismic shift and men don't appear to be very much liked at the moment. Even before everyone with a pair of breasts read that book by Caitlin Moran, the word "feminism" was being bandied about like bad jokes regarding horse meat being discovered in some beef burgers.

As much as I may jest about men bowing to the kings that are their penises, I like men. I do. Love 'em. One particular male an awful lot more than rest, but you know what I mean. I also dig feminism, it floats my boat. However, I can't fathom how one should cancel out the other. As far as I can tell in this situation, I can have my cake and eat it. Bonus.

Because you like men, shouldn't mean you don't like women, and vice versa. Feminism means all women's rights to be equal to those of men. Not "oh ladies, you've had a time of it, ain't ya? Here, I'll stick a couple more points in your favour. Bastard blokes, with their superiority and dangly bits."

Equal. The same. Share the love, y'know in a nice way, not the sleazy sort.

Yes, the glass ceiling exists, of course it does, I'm not completely deranged. All the tit for tat (geddit?), "She only got the job cos she's a bird." and "Sexist bastards, I didn't get it. Because I'm a woman."

So why is it, on television especially, that if a man makes a threat towards a woman, serious or not, he's a bastard, he needs to be locked up and never be allowed to see his kids again. A woman makes a threat towards a dude, and it's apparently, funny?

Why is it that it's cool for a woman to say, "I hope I'll beat all the men." *cough* MASTERCHEF, but if we did a little switcheroo, the man saying the same about beating all the women he was competing against, would be hated?

Why is it that a man can be thrown out of a nightclub / bar / pub / wherever for being drunk and a bit of an idiot, and no cares. If it's a woman, "OMFG, you can't DO this, I'm a WOMAN! I have KIDS."

Yes, before you start lynching me and getting all up in my face for my massive sweeping generalisations, what I'm trying to get at, is, some men are pillocks and some are nice, some women are idiots, and some are lovely. Because they're people, innit.

If you're all for feminism, meninism, or whateverinism (try pronouncing that sucker),  supporting something that is actually very good and positive, doesn't mean anything that doesn't fit in that bracket is negative and wrong.

*watches DaddyNeverSleeps scratch his nethers*

Actually, on second thoughts

Winters morning