Empowerment Comes In All Shapes and Forms

All the world can pass me yet when the weather is perfect ; the prefect storm of weather I call it , I yearn to be out and about . To be free as I was in those long hot summer days when life's pleasure was a copy of the Bunty and a funny foot. There's much to be had of equality and the need for this girl can ; this girl could when asked at school about presents for Christmas my answer was

" Why a 10 speed speed blue racing bike "

This drew gasps from my fellow classmates as particularly the boys as surely I should want a nice pink practical bike no doubt with sparkles. I got my 10 speed racing bike and we cycled everywhere together i was very much free when I was on my bike I was empowered : the bike was a Raleigh Wisp.

I was Bunty reader and recently I was thrilled to buy a 1980 Bunty from Kedleston Hall second hand book shop where they are selling old books to raise funds for some flooring they need to replace.

So I got a Bunty annual and I have been slipping back in time to when I used to read it , many comics were around then mainly ending in a Y .Life can be lashings of ginger bear and lemon drizzle cake , in fact I have just had some lemon drizzle cake from the staff room alas no ginger beer. The cake is back in the staff room  well healthy living  week was SO last week !

Empowerment for me at the minute is routine I would still love my bicycle with a basket , I am going to do my adult colouring , I will plan some recipes, I will order some Pimms . I will also get out and enjoy the countryside I love going different directions tonight I think I will head towards buttercup meadow.

Walking In To June

Here it is June and whilst walking back from work I spotted this snap dragon growing in the village church wall., love that nature clings on to sheer impossibilities.

Joseph Joseph Knife LockBlock

I have just got back form work and I am here typing this , not knowing what to say my mind is blank. What could I blog about I know a cup of tea I could blog about the cup of tea I am drinking it is in a mug but the mug isn't very exciting oooh the weather I could blog about the weather.

As soon as I type about the weather it as if the weather gods have heard me and the sky is pitch black and threatening to rain.



OOH I know I could tell you about my friend Mr robin that comes to visit me bob bob bobbing into my garden the same robin that visits me when I go visiting me in the woods. As I can't seem to capture the pesky little fellow on film then doubt you will believe me on that.

I could tell you about my son doing his GCSE's and how I deliver instructions to him when I leave for work like they do when you are on a plane a sort of flight safety information but with a house.


"The exits are here here and here"


I will tell you of my love for Joseph Joseph * puts straight up I wrote about a potato masher , sure sexy good looks and functionality I am talking abut this with passion as I LOVE it. Ooh there you go I found something to talk about  if James Bond could choose a kitchen what would he chose . I believe he would choose a Joseph Joseph knife block with its secret safety feature.


The safety feature is designed to stop children getting hold of knives and this is a brilliant feature as you have to have your eyes peeled when children are in the the kitchen.

The knife block I think you will agree looks fabulous like a secret agent ( as was pointed out in the comments ) , The knife block with out the knives costs (£60 )and with the knives costs (£150)  the slots for the knives are universal ones so no need to worry if your own knives will fit.


The knives can be only released by adult hands no little ones getting hold of knives when you aren't looking. The knives can only be released by adult hands by holding onto the release buttons on the side which is ace. Watch this youtube video and you will get the right idea.

Disclosure I was sent this for review , however James bond was not included * sob  I would loved to have been shaken and stirred.

Coming Up to D Day

It's crunch time.

It's June.

Again.

That time of the year when things didn't go well for me.

I'll say this yes it is my depression , yes it was my depression , no I am not playing the victim never will do.


I feel I have to say things to justify how I feel , You see I am dealing with my depression through self care and just telling people when I am feeling so so.


I am not blessed with the gift of everyone go ing oooh wow at my blog posts ~ maybe on occasion.

I know my self worth and it is high.


I have had time to relax , reflect and respect myself.


Time is a healer they say.

The date is coming up when I caused people to turn their backs on me. The more I tried to explain the worse it got and what it is IS what it is !


Everyone has a battle they are fighting and I can't hate it is not in my nature, I treat such people as I would the horrible radish with disdain. You can still tolerate people even if there is disdain and that is what sets us apart.


The blogging has helped me though.


Taking time to listen to me allows me time to heal.

The doctor the other week just said "what pills do you want ? mmmm mmmmm"

And told me "Sorry your appointment is only so long "




I choose not to have pills , I don't want this.



Time I choose time but sometimes we don't have enough time for each other.


And we should that person could very well need it .

That person could be me.

That person could be you.




PS I am Ok , but as it is my blog I am SO allowed to write what I like. 

30 Days Wild Connecting with Nature

Yesterday I connected with the wild with nature , I communed as they say with nature  , I did not get lost ,

Never having the same adventure

yet travelling into nature feels like a homecoming and leaving is very much tinged with a sense of loss.

Wandering down the lane

I breathe in the soft summer heavy with the promise of warm weather , I wander to the dip and dive of the swooping house martins that provide an aerial spectacular, I am instilled with a state of the deepest, calmest joy.

I find when I wander that I never find the same route twice, I am absorbed in the environment , with this I have ever felt fitter or more full of Strength and hope.


Skip through the buttercups.

BIG tick

Buttercup meadow