☀️Summer haikus☀️

Complete happiness
The warmth of the sun on skin
Natures green beauty

〰〰🌞🌴🌱🌳🌺🌻〰〰

Children are playing
Laughter rings out through the air
Ice creams melting fast

〰〰👭👬🍦🍦👬👭〰〰

Toes sink into sand
Winter chill long forgotten
Waves crashing on shore

〰〰👙👣🌊🌅〰〰

©2014 Victoria Tucker

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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.

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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

©2014 V.Tucker & C.Tucker

Sayonara

Today is my last day working for my current employer. Although I am sad to be leaving, I am extremely excited to start my new job. I have met some lovely people where I work and fully intend to keep in contact with all of them. I remember my first day there and how nervous I was, I needn’t have been, I was greeted by a group of lovely smiling ladies who took me under their wing and helped me through. Now that I’m settled and know what I’m doing I’ve decided to do it all again and start somewhere else new. I must be mad! Being the newbie is no picnic. It’s the small things that make me nervous like where do I make a cuppa, eat lunch etc? where are the loos? Are the people nice? what should I wear? Is it smart, smart-casual or just casual? How do I answer the phone? I don’t usually worry about the actually tasks I will be doing as I think I’m pretty competent, it’s the other little things. I will be going back to eating my lunch like a loner again, I will be an outsider for a while instead of being in the in-group that I’ve become used to. However scary it may seem I’m also quite excited about starting somewhere new. Making new friends and completing new challenges. Now that I will be working less hours I will have more time to spend with my kids, and doing my own projects. I’ve decided to write that book I’ve been thinking about writing for a few years, and maybe doing some voluntary work again. I also plan to de-clutter the house and get fit. This being said, in reality I will probably use my spare time catching up with American horror story on Netflix, whilst eating chocolate!

Beginnings

So I’ve decided to start a blog so that I can put some of the random thoughts that come into my head out into the world. I can’t say that they will be interesting and I can’t promise that some of them aren’t a little disturbing ( I do watch a lot of criminal minds which may have had an effect on my psyche) but I will try to make them as entertaining as possible. 

I will begin by telling you a little bit about myself, I am a jack of all trades and have many different interests and hobbies. I love to crochet so will probably put some of my creations on this blog and possibly some tutorials. I also like to draw and write poetry and fiction. This means that I intend to bore you all with my tales in the pursuit of your approval.

so now that you are aware of the random rubbish I intend to spew I leave it up to you to decide if you want to read what I have to say.

Until next time