What will I do now?

I have watched the last episode of my beloved criminal minds on Netflix. As I pressed the exit button and closed the final episode I sank to my knees and hung my head in despair.


“What will become of me?” I wailed “I’m not cut out for a life of mundane tv programmes!”

Luckily I was guided by an invisible hand to Homeland, which I have to say is equally as amazing. A series about an American POW who may have turned terrorist whilst in captivity for 8 years.

Promising terrorist plots and espionage, I’m sure this will ease the pain of not getting my fix of the very hot Derek Morgan, the brilliant Dr Spencer Reid, and the fabulous Penelope Garcia for a while.image

So I say hello to Sargent Brody and CIA’s Carrie Mathison.

The icing on the cake is that it also stars Mandy Patinkin (Jason Gideon from criminal minds)!!


Button art


I have seen lots of button art on Pinterest lately and thought that I might give it try. I really enjoyed making this and I’m really pleased with how it turned out.


Crochet granny square blanket

Now that I have reduced my hours at work, I am able to finish some of the projects I started that I just didn’t have time for before. My first project was to finish the granny square blanket I had started to make for my mum. I made this blanket using 4 giant granny squares in red (although it looks more like a dark pink in some lights), white and black and also grey, white and black. The blanket is really soft as I used double knit baby care wool by woolcraft.

Hopefully my mum will like it, looks like my cat does!!




Silver parcels of pleasure

This week whilst shopping at Asda I discovered these amazing silver Marc de champagne flavour magnums. This special edition is to celebrate 25 years of these delicious ice creams.

I returned from shopping excited to try these luxurious looking parcels of pleasure and I wasn’t disappointed.

I bit into the pale silver outer shell with a satisfying crack and the flavour inside was immense. The champagne flavour was gorgeous, but not too overpowering, with ripples of champagne sauce mixed into the creamy loveliness.

I definitely recommend anyone to give these a try




Handbags are my kryptonite

I just want to take a moment to talk about handbags. I love handbags I mean I am definitely a sucker for a handbag. I love all types of handbags; clutch, envelope, satchels, from small bags you could barely fit a purse in,to huge oversize bags you could lose a small child in, you name it i love them all. I’m certainly not discriminatory when it comes to a good looking bag. So I wanted to take this opportunity to share some of my current favourites with you.

I’m not sure what comes over me when I see handbags (shoes are also a weakness of mine) but I get this kind of glazed look in my eye and I just have to have it.


Gold clutch: New Look
Pink clutch: Ted Baker
Peach satchel: Accessorize
Blue satchel: River Island

A Ghostie Poem- by me and my daughter

Now I am well aware that ghosts don’t really sit around eating toasted sandwiches waiting for the postman, but hey we’ll just call it poetic license. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as we enjoyed making it up.

I saw a ghostie
Eating a toastie
While watching the postie
Delivering mail

I said “what you doing?”
I’ve got the kettle brewing
The ghost rubbed his eyes
And he started to wail

Now I ain’t lying
The ghostie started crying
I said “what’s wrong?”
And he told me this tale

“I’ve been sitting waiting
Wishing and praying
That I could find a friend
Who would send me some mail”

The ghostie he looked sad
And I started feeling bad
Then an idea that I had
Started to form

I wrote him a letter
To make him feel better
I popped it in the mailbox
The very next morn

Next day when the ghostie
Was waiting for the postie
A smile across my face
Had started to spread

The ghostie apparition
Was busy in the kitchen
Cutting up cheese
And buttering bread

Along came the postie
The ghostie dropped his toastie
For down the garden path
He started to descend

Walked right up to the door
A letter dropped onto the floor
And the ghost was sad no more
As now he had a friend

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