Come Dine With Me

If I had to host  a dinner party I would host it with an opulent but hearty theme  as hosting  at home doesn't mean you have to scrimp on luxury.  My theme would be the Beggars Opera by John Gay so the dress code would on a rags to riches mixed themed. A  dinner party doesn't have to overwhelming either if you plan it out.


Starter


Fig & Pancetta  Cheese

These would be served upon slate hearts .

Main Course

Frugal Corn Beef Hash

Dessert

Would be an opulent Opera Diva Cake.

I would of by asking everyone to me  at a set meeting point wearing of course suitable foot wear ( make sure if they wanted they brought a change of foot wear for dinner) then we would proceed into the local woods only a short way in ascending the stairway

Till we came to the arches forming a natural auditorium

And we would sing some operatic tunes then make our way for our Beggars Opera Supper ....

Life's what you make it.

I 've just read a blog post that sums me up who would have thought it that people can be so similar.

I try not to worry but you know what like its like I hate social situations, I hate them to a T I worry will I say the right thing , do the right thing  it all goes through my mind. I have an abject fair of letting me down people down its worry I know . Yet despite this I am off to the Ideal Home Show Earls court and that is a bloody  very big place. And yet I'll be alone going round ...


I have a flight or flight response to life and 80 percent of the times its flight, get me in a crowded bar and I am off like a racehorse down the track. Put me in the right situation and I am ok if I am someone with me no an emotional crutch but just a wing man. I ramble as well my brain thinks to fast and I trip over my own words half the time.


I am more confident but only because I put myself into situations .. I can't be something that I 'm not yet I have to be.

I look confident... and I am contented..  BUT

I wish and I feel why can't I be the person with more friends sometimes the one that people throng to ..

WHO knows..

Life is very hard to rationalise isn't it now.

Somethings seem to stick to you through life .. like school bullying.


I was bullied the bespectacled swot who liked school except for the bullying.


Like when your classmates did a poll of who liked you or when you were kicked in just before going into a GCSE exam.

But I find people who have suffered this go one of three ways they are either are SO bouncy like Tigger or they go SO quiet the world doesn't know they are there. Or perhaps like me they are stuck in the middle with an tendency to swing between the Tigger and quiet mouse mood.

Sometimes I wonder what reality I am in ... Do't worry I am not losing my marbles or anything .. and anyway I found them yesterday.


And  I have had mental health issues in the past yet I find people who have similar quite funnily and rightly so don't want to be reminded by a screaming bowl of bananas the world can be a crazy place.

SO its a thumbs up for me next time I'll be panicking is on the tube to Earls court and getting directions from a member of staff .. * it saves time and helps me not to panic *

If you need me I'll be thinking ...

* I do contradict myself somewhat ....

Easy Gingerbread Reindeer Biscuits

I saw the idea for this on a friends Facebook page so the idea is not mine . It's simple that children can get involved and the best part of it no cooking that's unless you want to cook your own gingerbread that is ...

So you'll need gingerbread men sorry men only no lady gingerbread .. I know the feminism gingerbread will be staging a protest.

Icing pens  white chocolate , milk chocolate and perhaps red.

Some smarties perhaps .

The trick is to turn the ginger bread  men upside and ice them like reindeer. 

Obviously you'll me more eloquent than me but then again cooking and crafting should be fun. Perfection has it's place and this isn't the time for it.

After all who doesn't love a Bozz eyed reindeer ?

Well Done Henry It's World Toilet Day!

Well done Henry,

There's no more to be said,

Your brush stokes are amazing,

Your capture obscure,

Is it Pollock or Freud,

I just can't,

Make it in my head,

Wait till Dads home,

Won't he be amazed,

His freshly painted surface,

Just needed to be,

Realised in your dream .....

Daddys turn to clean,

Up I see shhhh in my dreams !

Messy Child.

That's my funny poem I hope (I'll leave to your imagination as to 'WHAT" he was painting with onto my walls!.

Have I shared the toilet with anyone famous ? Well I used the same toilet as Jeremy Paxman on a flight to Cario then again the.I used the toilet and Cario Museum when I bumped into him again. You might have thought I was stalking him but I wasn't ... and then I could have used the same toilet as him when I bumped into him at Luxour airport....





The toddler years are face by many trails and traumas and such as the above is one of them, we are lucky to good sanitation in this country other people are not so lucky.

Every 40 seconds a child dies from water-related diseases!

40% of the world's population don't have access to a toilet!

By writing post Splash Direct will donate £2 to Water Aid, a charity working who is trying their best to make the situation better.

I am part of the #Blog4Sanitation movement setup by SplashDirect

I have had no recompense for this blog post other than  I thought it was a good charitable cause.

Originality IS the key to blogging the umpteenth edition

I do posts thats are relevant to me.

Yes sometimes they might could be a review but the high majority of the time it's me and my thoughts.


I like to be original  I skip from one topic to another.

Sometimes I do reviews but only if they are applicable to me and I can learn from them and bring something to the table ( and I'm not just talking about food )

Blogging to be is all about expanding who you are and not being pressured into what you don't want to me.

I love taking pictures and turning them into a blog post.

I blog about the cat ...

I think ...

I blog ..

I do ...

No rhyme or reason ..



Take this weekend for example I'm off on a blogging adventure and yes I'll blog about it but you know what I'll learn far more than I can ever put across in my blog.


Without blogging I have the friends I have and you know what they are real not just online ones but real in the flesh friends.


Right that's enough of me on my soap box pushes its over it's your turn ....

Here is an obligatory picture of a cat to cheer you up ..

Disclosure ( no one has upset me ... and the cat hasn't made me write this)