Outdoor Living with Aldi | Review

One supermarket that seems to be so popular and causing a storm at the moment is Aldi. I see many comments on social media about people discovering Aldi and the massive changes to their grocery bill due to the change.

We discovered Aldi a couple of years ago when we were having a birthday party for Charles and wanted to do the buffet on a budget. The party was just held at home and his friends parents would also be celebrating with us so we also planned on buying wine and beers too.
We were amazed at what we found instore. Not only could we do a weekly shop if we wanted, we could also buy plants for the garden and other bits and pieces for around the home and garden.

On April 13th Aldi's outdoor living range went into stores. Including a range of pieces for the garden from chairs, tables, parasols and other garden accessories.

These SpecialBuys are limited and once they are gone they are gone, so it's worth checking out your local store as soon as you can.

I particularly like the glazed ceramic pots which cost just £6.99. I find the price of these is fantastic because ceramic pots at local garden centres cost double if not more.
The ceramic pots are available in different colours from green, black and blue. They are heavy enough to stay in place in the garden but not too heavy in that you wouldn't be able to lift them.
I love the idea of popping in store to pick up bits for dinner and leaving with some new pieces for the garden too.
 I was sent a Glazed ceramic plant pot for the purpose of the review


The Temporary Friend

I've mentioned many times before about my bad luck when it comes to friendships. For a while I didn't learn my lesson, and learn from previous experiences.
I have a habit of letting people straight in, letting them get really close and giving my all, and then realising that they were the wrong person to do that with. They would treat me horribly, try and control me, bully me, have me almost worship them, take me for granted and just drain all of my energy.
That person then walks away, head held high, completely unaffected. I, on the other hand, am left broken again. Picking myself up, putting myself back together, going over what went wrong. Blaming myself, bullying myself just as those others did, picking out my bad points.

Last year I made a lot of changes in my life. Changes to do with how I was treated by friends and family. I started to really think about what I should and shouldn't have to deal with, who or what was important, and how or if it would affect my future, my husbands future or my boys future.
I had to make sacrifices and in cutting out some people from your life you do lose others, but rather than being offended by that or taking it personally, I took it in a positive way because it was clear that the "follower" was not worth my time, effort or energy either.
My main motto of last year was "You Don't Deserve This" and my mum would regularly remind me of those words.
I would go to her if I was having issues with anyone and she would say "You don't deserve this" or "you don't deserve that" and it wasn't until January this year, when I looked back on 2013, that I realised that those words really summed up my year.
It was about me looking at what I deserved, how I deserved to be treated, and how I deserve my life to be.

For me it's not as simple as walking away from friendships and relationships. I never get over the hurt. I constantly replay things that have been said or done over and over, trying to make sense of it, trying to find an answer as to why it happen. And trying to convince myself that it wasn't my fault, although I constantly feel it was because that's what bullies do, they control your way of thinking and can somehow turn you against yourself.
You believe you are this rubbish person, a rubbish friend. You stick up for yourself and for once in however many years choose to think about yourself, putting your own safety and mental health, and enjoyment, first but to that one bully you are the most awful person because you are not completely forgetting about yourself. You should be putting them first.
I had one moment when I felt like this, to the point that for almost 2 weeks I would cry almost everyday, I felt trapped, I would shake, I was scared of one person. Scared of how they made me feel.
I bully myself, as much as I am convincing myself that I am not the one with the problem or issue this person has managed to poison my mind into believing that actually yes, I am awful.

Finding the courage to walk away from any friendships or relationships is hard, especially when you know that you will never be completely rid of them for whatever reason. They will always be there in the background.
And even though they are not directly in your life, you know they are there. You can almost feel them watching you, knowing what they are saying about you, thinking about you and you always feel on edge.
You panic about going to certain places, speaking to certain people and you realise that although you've let that person go, you have cut them out of your life, they will always be there. You let them in and there is no way to rid yourself of them completely.

It's hard to live like that. To never be free.
My trust in others is at an all time low, but at the same time, I still let people in. I have a constant battle in my head. One part telling me that I can trust these new people and to let my guard down and tell them everything, one part tells me that this person cannot be trusted, do not let them in at all, and another part that trusts only so much and questions everyone.
They all battle for power and I end up making massive mistakes. And hurt myself again. And the doubt sets in.
And it makes me feel drained and down. And angry. At myself and at others. But mostly angry at myself.
I feel guilty that I have friends in my life that I adore, they make me happy, they make me laugh, they make me feel like me, but deep down, and more often than not, that side of me that questions everyone will win the battle and will try to convince me that these people don't like me. They pity me. They find me annoying, immature, irritating, and all the others words you can find in a thesaurus to describe annoying.
These people can't be trusted, they are friends with the people I have let go and it's all a big plan to make me say things, to stir up trouble for me and the others who have let me down before.

Although now writing this has triggered that side of me that questions people, and doubts everyone, I can also say that I feel guilty for having those thoughts.
I feel guilty because if, yes IF, anyone genuinely likes me (even if you say you like me and you are my friend I don't believe it) then it's really awful of me as a friend to then doubt them and to not trust me. Because if it was the other way round, and the people I really like and consider a friend said to me that they think I actually don't like them I would be upset. And angry, and really quite offended.
Yet there's part of me that makes me feel that way about others. That they really pity me. 
I always feel like there is something in the way of the friendships I so desperately crave. Somethings that can be fixed or amended, but some also that can't.

I long to have that feeling in my heart where I can truly believe that yes, someone may actually like me. They may actually want to be my friend, they may actually want to spend time with me and they don't pity me. They may be trustworthy and may want so desperately to have me in their lives.
But my heart feels full of doubt.

I don't want to be people's second thought anymore, the forgotten one or the one who will "do". The spare part. The temporary friend, until the next victim comes along, or indeed the perfect person. The perfect person you were being groomed to be. 
And you are left broken. Picking up the pieces, trying to remain strong but really you feel heavy, and like something so delicate which has been smashed into so many pieces, which you know will never go back where they should go. 
And you are back to the stage where you need to fix yourself again. You have to build yourself up again. And after a while you have the doubts again. The "what is the point?" thoughts.
"What is the point in me putting all this effort into building myself up to be knocked down again. To be someone else's temporary friend".

Always the temporary friend.


Happy Sunday | Week Nine

Whether or not you think Sunday is the end of the week, or the beginning of a new one, I thought it would be a nice idea to look back on the week that has just past and to look at the things that have made me happy and made me smile.
I think it can be easy to look back on a hard week and miss out on those things. A week of bad weather for example can really make it seem as though the whole week was a complete fail. But it probably wasn't. We must all smile at least once a day. I know I do, even if I forget it.

Things that made me happy this week:

A Skype Session

On Easter Sunday I woke with an awful migraine, but my day was made slightly better by a Whatsapp message from my brother asking if I wanted to chat on Skype later. He bought me a Webcam for my birthday 2 years ago so we can Skype but we haven't used it much. Harry was having a nap and my husband was doing some work on the boat so myself and Charles had a lovely catch up with my brother for 20 minutes. It really makes me feel so happy just talking to him on Whatsapp so to be able to actually speak to him and see him is even better. I couldn't stop smiling after.

Mum-Me Time

On bank holiday Monday I headed to Norwich with my mum for a day of shopping, a meal out and then a trip to the theatre. Before I had children we would go shopping a lot, especially to Norwich when I was actually pregnant, and we would have lots of trips to the theatre, something we don't do so much now because I don't have enough money now with not working. It was a really special treat and after having a tough time recently I really felt like I desperately needed some time away.

A Haircut

I get really anxious when it comes to visiting the hairdressers. I try to put it off but then comes the moment when my hair is almost screaming at me to get it sorted.
With a weekend away planned meeting up with friends I wanted to look at least a little bit decent. Although I hate having it cut and can't wait for it to end the results are always good and I leave feeling a lot better.
This time it was a bigger cut than I planned and I ended up getting a lot of it cut off. I'm so pleased with the results. My hairdresser was spot on with the image I showed her of how I wanted it.


This week has involved a lot of catching up and "getting to know you" trips with friends.
On Wednesday Harry and I went to the zoo with a friend I've made on the school run, and her 2 year old daughter. It was lovely to see Harry with another child as he has very little interaction with children other than his brother.We went at 12.30 and left at 2.45 to get the older children from school.
The following day my friend who I went to school with, then became proper friends with because she had a baby just after I had Charles and is now Harry's Godmother, came round and we had a lovely catch up. She now has a 1 year old daughter who Harry loves and kept wanting to give cuddles to.
And this weekend, I am spending time with some other friends.
It's been lovely having company this week and makes me feel kind of wanted. Which is nice.
And this...which made me laugh.


It was our 9th wedding anniversary this week. We couldn't get a babysitter so instead my husband made us a 3 course meal of prawn cocktail, steak and peppercorn sauce, and pavlova, with a bottle of pink sparkley stuff. We watched The Secret Life of Walter Mitty and I *might* have fallen asleep on the sofa 5 minutes before the end.
My husband went to the supermarket to get some bits for dinner and came home with some beautiful flowers for me. I love supermarket flowers and I really love this bouquet. It really brightens the lounge up.

 What made you happy this week?

Linking up to:
The Ordinary Moments: Mummy Daddy Me
My Week That Was: Make, Do and Push
Magic Moments: The Oliver's Madhouse


Love The Little Things #17


It is haircut day for me today so I have been on Pinterest trying to find some nice hairstyles to see if I want to go for something different or just stick with a trim. That counts for read, right?


We watched The Secret Life of Walter Mitty this week and...I was a tiny bit disappointed. I felt like it didn't really go anywhere and I did get the 'laugh out loud' moments I usually do when it comes to a Ben Stiller film. I felt asleep before the end so had to watch it the next day. I thought it had 20 minutes to go but there was just 5, and the ending was really predictable.


On Monday I went to the theatre with my mum. We saw 'Tap Factory'. They were amazing to watch but by far the best bits for me were when they were playing the drums. I had to really stop myself getting up to dance. This video doesn't show them off the best, the sound isn't at all like it is in the theatre.


Purchases! Lots of purchases. On Monday I went on a shopping trip to Norwich with my mum. It was really lovely. I got some tshirts, shorts, cardigans and jumpers for Charles as he is desperate for some new clothes. For myself I bought 2 pairs of boots, 2 pairs of trousers, a dress, a tshirt, cute trainer socks, and a vest top.


A smile on my face. Cheesy I know but this week I have felt quite happy. Not due to my new tablets just yet but down to some lovely happy moments.

And lastly...

We had a weekend on the boat last week. Well, two days because we had to go home early due to a sicky accident and a sleeping bag. Harry tends to sleep a lot on the boat so far. He looked so adorable and then shuffled around a little and slept like this....with his eyes slightly open. It was quite creepy but I still think he looks so cute.



#GoGreen Blog Trail. Win an Aleva Naturals Gift Set

When I was pregnant I loved buying lovely little toiletry sets for myself and for the baby. It almost felt like I was treating myself and the baby to something special.
I think toiletry sets are also the perfect "go to" gift for any expectant or new parents.

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The gift set costs £29.99 to buy via Vital Baby.

I have one gift pack to giveaway to readers of my blog. All you have to do is fill in the Rafflecopter form below.
Once you've entered my competition why not head over to Jax at Making it Up as she is giving away a 'Calafant paint your own treehouse'.
The giveaways are part of BumpPR's Go Green Blog Trail and there are some other fantastic prizes on offer.

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The Ultimate Relaxation Space

I think for a lot of parents having your own space is really important. Somewhere to go away from the stress of being a parent, if there is such a place, away from the piles and piles of toys and clothes and homework which seems to grow and grow every day.
Parents need a space to be able to relax, lay back and read a book or watch television or even for mum to sit and paint her nails without the worry of her children grabbing the bottle and spilling it everywhere, or putting it on themselves. Or in fact the worry of having to smudgeher freshly painted nails either.

My ultimate relaxation space would be my bedroom, but with a lot of tweaks.
Firstly, a bigger room. As we live in a modern semi-detached house the bedrooms aren't huge. I would want enough space to be able to put in a big fitted wardrobe with shelves and hanging rails and shoe racks.

I would also like a room with an ensuite, so I can go to the toilet in peace and have a shower with no one else watching.

I rarely get to watch the programmes I like until my husband has gone to bed so my perfect relaxation space would have to include a tv bed. TV beds are such a great idea because they leave enough wall space to be able to hang up lots of photos, mirrors and other pretty things and of course would save having an ugly wire up the wall too.

I would have enough space to have a trunk at the bottom of the bed to keep soft faux fur throws in. The bed would be covered in big fluffy cushions.
The walls would have floating shelves which would be scattered with beautiful scented candles.

And lastly, mood lighting. A couple of pretty lamps placed in the corner of the room to create a calm atmosphere yet enough light for me to be able to see to paint my nails.

What would be in your ultimate relaxation space?

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A Night Away on the Broads

The Easter holidays were very exciting indeed, and busier than I thought they would be with lots of trips to the boat to sort "stuff" and have a play.
My husband booked Saturday off work and on Good Friday we headed to the boat, met with our sailing instructor and planned to have a sailing lesson to follow the one we had had on the Tuesday. Unfortunately it was too windy for us as beginners so we didn't get to put the sails up but thanks to an engine we are able to explore the Broads in any weather. My husband and the instructor looked at the mast, the ropes and the sails to check everything over whilst the boys and I sat inside watching other boats motor and sail past.
Once we had dropped off our instructor and waved goodbye my husband had many trips to the car to get all of the stuff we needed for a couple of nights on the boat. We were all really excited to sleep on her and find fun places to moor up and also strangely excited to have the challenge of what to eat with limited cooking space.
With boxes full of Pot Noodles, 'just add water' pastas, pies, beans, 'just add water' porridge (soooo yummy) and a fridge with homemade lasagne we filled the drawers and made ourselves at home.

We sailed around, practised using the motor and mooring up, Harry slept and Charles was the best Captain there ever was.
We found the spot we wanted to moor up for the night. A nice space with no one else around until a big group joined later on but were a little way up the bank so didn't disturb us too much.
We cooked the lasagne and some garlic bread in our little oven, had a beer (just my husband and me of course) and listened to music, including some 1930's songs to fit in with the history of the boat.
We listened out for any birds we could hear and both myself and my husband got really excited when we heard a Bittern. It was quite an amazing sound and must have been quite close as we heard it quite clearly and quite a few times, even in the morning.
Then came bed time. We put the boys in their onesies, they played a lot in their big bed at the front and eventually we all fell asleep.

Then it went a big wrong.
12.30 I was woken by a 2 year old white as a sheet (a white sheet of course) and freezing cold. His juice had spilt in his sleeping bag and he was soaking wet. So off went his onesie and on went trousers, t shirt and a jumper because I hadn't packed a spare pair of pjs as I didn't think we would need any.
With his sleeping bag wet I pulled mine from my berth and joined him and Charles at the front. We snuggled down and he started to cough, I knew what was coming next.
He was sick. All over himself, all over my top, and my sleeping bag. We managed to get him into the toilet where he continued and as I tried to clear up the mess, trying not to panic at the small space, and now severe lack of bedding and clothing.
I got him changed...again and just put a jumper on myself. I managed to make my sleeping bag more of a duvet, moving the messy bit to the bottom and on the top (you're welcome for the detail) and Harry chose to sleep in my berth towards the back of the cabin. Thankfully we have 2 big wool rug blankets which I was able to put over him and he was really warm.
We all then woke up at 8am.

We enjoyed a cup of tea, a lovely warm porridge and a beautiful view of the Broads. We had another explore around, again using the motor, and decided that due to my sleeping bag situation we would have to return home. If it was just down to Harry's wet onesie we would have just popped to the nearby Asda to pick him up another but we had no choice.
We stayed moored up on the boat for the afternoon. Enjoyed lunch on the boat of sandwiches, and a tuna pasta salad. My husband and Charles stood on the deck and admired the other sailors going past, all in different boats, all of different ages.

Although we were all disappointed to be leaving early we've certainly learnt a few things for next time. We also know that if we can sleep on the boat when it's as chilly as it was, then the Summer will not be a problem at all.
The trip certainly had it's ups and downs but I'm learning to draw a line under the negatives and just carry forward the positives. Those are the memories I want to keep.
Quality time with my family. Seeing my husbands passion continue, and watching Charles sit next to his daddy equally as proud of our beautiful boat.



Ella Bella Bicycle Scarf | Review

I've always been a fan of scarves, I find them to be a nice way to brighten up a plain outfit, add a bit of colour to a black outfit, or to compliment colours in other accessories or shoes.
I swore by scarves when breastfeeding both of the boys, especially the bigger sizes.
Over the years my scarf collection had grown and is almost uncontrollable. I get very obsessive and scarves have to be a certain size (the bigger the better). I'll also get an idea in my head of what kind of colour or design I want and then HAVE to have it.

When I first discovered Ella Bella scarves I fell in love with the Bicycle design. I've always wanted a scarf with a Penny Farthing design but this was close enough and I couldn't stop thinking about it.
When I was given the opportunity to review one I of course chose that exact design.

When it arrived I loved the brightness of the white against the blue of the bicycles. It made the print really stand out. The print is really clear.
The size of the scarf is PERFECT and exactly the size I usually like my scarves to be.
I really like the fact that due to the big size I can wear it in a variety of styles to suit what I'm wearing and where I am.

Perfect for Spring days when there is a little chill in the air and you want to wear a dress and a denim jacket and need something else to make you nice and warm.
Perfect for Summer days when you want to wear a strappy summer dress but need a little cover up to make you feel a bit more confident.
Perfect for Autumn when, like spring, there is a chill in the air and your wooly jumpers are starting to make an appearance and need brightening up.
Perfect for Winter when you want to feel pretty, accessorise and keep yourself extra toasty and warm.

The Bicycles scarf costs £8.50 and is one of many beautiful designs available from Ella Bella scarves.

I was sent this scarf for the purpose of this review.


Happy Sunday | Week Eight

Whether or not you think Sunday is the end of the week, or the beginning of a new one, I thought it would be a nice idea to look back on the week that has just past and to look at the things that have made me happy and made me smile.
I think it can be easy to look back on a hard week and miss out on those things. A week of bad weather for example can really make it seem as though the whole week was a complete fail. But it probably wasn't. We must all smile at least once a day. I know I do, even if I forget it.

Things that made me happy this week:

A Kind Heart...again.

I know I said 'A Kind Heart' in Week Four but once again this sweet little boy has been so kind.
Charles' kindness and sensitivity amazes me sometimes. He really cares about people and has the biggest kindest heart of any child I know.
I mentioned last week in my Love The Little Things post that we have made some really wonderful friends through sailing already and sadly they are selling their boat and moving abroad.  The boys have really taken to them and Charles wanted to draw them a picture of their boat and write them a letter too. The reason he drew the picture was because he "doesn't want them to forget Queenie or me".


There are so many daisies on the grass around where we moor our boat. Charles again was super adorable as he skipped and hopped around the grass trying not to stand on any....which is tricky because there really are SO many.
The boys are both super sweet because they will always pick me a daisy or three. I adore daisies anyway but it makes me so pleased that they want to do that for me.


I am a really insecure person. Any one who has read previous posts will know that I don't believe that anyone likes me, or could like me. Especially people who I look up to or would like to be friends with.
This week, in real life, I had two really wonderful compliments that made my week, and made me cry happy tears.
These compliments were from two men who we've met through sailing. Both are in their 50's/60's and admire each of them, so it meant a lot for them to tell me these nice things.
I know this sounds really weird, getting compliments from older men but it wasn't at all.
One told me how kind I am, and made compliments about my nature. Which really meant a lot.
The other, our sailing instructor, told me I had brought "a ray of sunshine in this old mans life".
These comments really hit me straight in my heart. They made me smile and made me feel really good about myself. These men will never know how much those kind words made me feel, and how well appreciate they were.

The Sunset

This photo is unedited, I wanted to show off how completely beautiful the view was over the Broads last week. So so beautiful. A couple of days before this we were stood in the exact same spot and watched as the mist rolled in over the fields. It was really quite eerie and scary as it surrounded us, but beautiful all the same.
I cannot wait to see more views like this, maybe even better, over the next 6-7 months.

 A Description

Charles and I will regularly play a game of "what do you love about me?" On Thursday this week we had a new game of "describe me in 3 words". I chose for him:
For me he chose:
You love me
You love eyebrows.
Ok, so he didn't totally get what he was supposed to do but it works....other than the eyebrows thing. Random.
But the first word he used meant a lot. It meant I have clearly started to turn a corner. For a while I was a shouty mummy, a lot. I'm still a shouty mummy at times, as a few of us are I'm sure, but certainly not as much as I was. The fact that he see's me as being happy means I am showing him more of the happy side of me. I worry that he has maybe seen me cry too much recently, or picks up on my anxiousness too much, but for him to immediately think of me as being happy means I'm doing something right.

What made you happy this week?

Linking up to:
The Ordinary Moments: Mummy Daddy Me
My Week That Was: Make, Do and Push
Magic Moments: The Oliver's Madhouse


Love The Little Things #16


As well as watching footage on YouTube I have been reading up on the Oscar Pistorius trial. I am so late into getting into it but it's addictive and fascinating. Gerrie Nel really seems to know his stuff and astounds me.


I'm really into watching various videos on Youtube and one of my favourite Youtubers is Vivianna Does Makeup. In particular I love watching her Weekly Vlogs, as well as Lily Pebbles' too. They both seem down to earth and like they haven't got an ego (unlike other Youtubers).


An old skool classic. Oh hey. Tell me you don't love this.
It came on the radio and I was singing along to it and realised the words really mean a lot to me when it comes to particular friendships I've had.


Bad diet choices! Oh man. I've been doing well-ish with my diet. Watching calories and so on and then this week had just been manic and has involved late nights and a fridge with out of date food. We need to work out how we can eat on the boat and create healthy meals and also have food in that we can whip up quickly late at night without relying on the takeaway man.
I did make a nice lunch of just chopped tomatoes, sweetcorn, tuna and a tiny slice of cheese to try and balance out the rubbish I've been eating. It was yummy.


Totally not a flattering photo of me but ya know....a lifejacket.
We took the boat out a few times this week so the life jacket was needed. We don't have the big bulky ones like the boys do. Ours are quite comfy and not at all restrictive. They self inflate IF you hit the water....which hopefully won't happen.

And lastly...

I'm gutted that the Easter Holidays are almost over and that Charles returns to school on Tuesday. We didn't get as much done as I hoped this two weeks, due to busy boat things and because of him having chicken pox.
I've really enjoyed having him home though and feel super sad that I won't get to spend all this time with him until the next school break.



Mr Nutcase | Review

When I got my new Samsung Galaxy S4 I was worried about smashing the screen. I had seen so many iphones with smashed screens and didn't want to have to go through that so, even before the phone had been delivered, I had a case.
The case didn't last long, and in fact within 2 weeks my screen had cracked in the corner. Since then I've been through a few cases mainly because the quality wasn't top notch. I'm fussy with the design I have. I don't want anything plain and want something funky or a bit different to everyone else.

Of course the best way to have a funky phone case that is different to everyone else's is to have a personalised one.

Mr Nutcase provide cases for most phones and have a range of designs available if you didn't want to have a personalised case.
To design a personalised case is really simple and easy.
You can choose from a simple Ultra Light Weight Slimline or Executive Flip Leather Style (which will protect the screen). You can choose to either have one image on the case or to create a collage.

I had a play around and creating a collage is simple and easy, although I chose to go for a case with just one photo.
Having the option of being able to move a photo around, zoom in or out, or rotate means you are able to make sure the case is exactly as you'd like, and you are able to avoid anyone being cut off by the hole created for the camera and speaker.

The photo I chose was this one:

I was hoping that the brightness of the photo and the colours would be exactly the same and I wasn't disappointed.
The photo onto prints onto one side of the flip case, the other side is just white. Which is fine, although being able to have a photo either side would of course be better but the fact this isn't offered isn't a problem at all.
The plastic holder for the phone is attached to the case really well and doesn't feel like it will break at any point (unlike cases I've had in the past).
There is a magnetic "clasp" to close the phone, and keep it closed. This clasp is really strong and certainly won't pop open at any point.

The case flips down rather than to the side as per other cases I've had. This again isn't any thing to complain about and isn't a problem, but, my only complaint is that I can't have the case closed when the phone is on charge.
The case would benefit from a hole at the bottom so a charger can be put through and connected without the case being left open.

At £19.95, with free next day delivery, I think these cases are fantastic either to buy for yourself or as a gift to others.

I was sent this case for the purpose of the review
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