Scents are everywhere we go. Some we love and others we loathe. I am not sure if this is a personal thing or if everyone else experiences the same thing but I often get a whiff of something (not necessarily perfume or aftershave) and I am instantly whipped up into a day dream of what that particular smell reminds me of.
For example, fresh bread. Most people would think of your local supermarket or bakery when you think of this smell. Me, I think of a little village called Nelson which is situated in South Wales, UK. Nelson is a relatively close knit community set in the valleys of the welsh hills. In the heart of the village in a back lane, which if you didn’t know it was there you could completely miss it, is a small family bakery. On any given morning between the hours of 2-5am passing through the village you find yourself surrounded by the warm and comforting smell that is fresh baked bread. Just the though of this gives me a warm glow. I didn’t actually encounter this glorious early morning secret until I was about 16 years of age but ever since then, when ever I smell fresh bread I am right back there in the village.
Another scent that completely takes me away are those of perfumes worn by people I love and have loved. Having lost my mother when I was 17; her perfume is one of the most memorable. Chanel No5. When ever I smell this rich heavenly scent, I close my eyes and for that split second I have my mother back again. I drift off into a world of make believe imagining all the different things that we would be doing now that I have grown up and am not such a bitch any more. Alas, daydreaming is a much cherished past time of mine.
Finally, my favourite perfume is inspired by a childhood memory. It was Christmas day and I must have been around 5 years old when my parents got me a Tiny Tears doll. I was thrilled. she blinked, drank, cried and wee’d! She was my most favourite gift. I took her everywhere with me.
A few years back in was in a perfume shop looking for something new as I was bored of my old perfume. I saw it there on the shelf a slender bottle with what looked like an un-blossomed flower growing inside. I really caught my eye as it was different to all the others. I asked the assistant if I could smell this perfume to which she obliged. As soon as she passed me the little sheet of card she had doused in the scent I took a sniff and there is was. Christmas day when I was 5 years old and I opened the box to get out my nice shiny new doll, the smell was identical! I was blown away! I had had years of enjoyment with that doll and this scent reminded me of all those good times. It is for that reason and that reason alone that I still wear that scent to this day.
Without scents the world would be a very dull place. So when things are getting on top of you. take a moment, stop and breathe. You will find that even in the most stressful of situations a little scent can always brighten you day!
via Daily Prompt: Scent
I have recently finished reading ‘Strictly Between Us’ by Jane Fallon. This is the first book I have read by this author so I wasn’t quite sure what I was letting myself in for.
As always this book was chosen for the synopsis on the back cover which made promises of age old friendships, married life, and scandal in the work place! This book delivered all this and more.
Initially, it took me a little while to get into this story. I pretty much had to force myself to keep picking the book back up. I think that this is more due to the place my head was at when I started reading this rather than the actual lack of interest in the actual book.
After about a month or so break I found myself going back to this book with a fresh mind which I am glad I did. This time I really got into the story.
I love that the book starts out telling the story from Tamsin’s perspective going through her thoughts and experiences then later on there is a twist (which is really did not see coming) and the point of view of the guilty party in this story is portrayed. I thought that this was a very clever way to lay this story out as you get to see the thought processes of both sides which was very insightful.
I gave this book a 4/5 star rating on Goodreads.
I hope you enjoyed my review and I look forward to your comments.
It’s that time of year again when we start to say hello to winter. In the past I have never been much of a fan but as I have grown older winter has seem to become a special time of year for me.
I love everything that winter brings, the early nights in front of a roaring fire with loved ones, the crisp air and the golden leaves, wrapping up warm, new coats, gloves, hats and scarves. I love to walk Jack in the cold dark evernings when it is so peaceful out becuase everyone is tucked up all warm in their homes.
There is something very magical about this time of year and I for one am really starting to appreciate it.
I have just finished reading ‘Fool Me Once’ by Harlen Coben. This is the first book I have read by this author and I must admit it really exceeded my expectations.
The initial reason for chosing this book over any of the others that were calling to me from the shelves was the snippet on the back cover (see the bottom of this post). I tend to choose a book the same way that I would choose a movie. I like to read the blurb on the back to see if it is something that I think i could get into. My reasoning is that if I would like to watch it as a film then I would be able to get into it as a book.
There is nothing I hate more in the world than a book that you begin to read but you know in your heart that you are seeing the words but nothing is sinking in. This book is the exact opposite. I am not usually one for thrillers but this is one of those reads that you just can’t put down.
The book started by jumping straight into the action of the murder of Maya’s Husband, Joe. Maya is ex-millitary and did not leave under honorable circumstances, but rest assured she is still a good guy. The memories of her time in the airforce will forever haunt her. She lays her husband to rest, which for any spouse I can only imagine is heartbreaking, but she does it with such class and composure. Maya has always been around death as her profession would imply and with the recent murder of her sister, Claire, still fresh in her mind, she has had more than her fill over the last few months.
Her husband, Joe, was one of four siblings of the Burkett family who have also been touched by tragedy in the past when his younger brother, Andrew, died whilst partying on a yacht with friends. The Burkett’s were a wealthy family so they did not want for anything, but where there is money there is sure to be scandal. This comes in the form of a connection between the murder of Maya’s sister and her husband. Maya takes it upon herself to investigate and get to the bottom of what has happened to connect these two deaths.
The more Maya digs to unearth the truth, the more secrets are revealed. She must be careful who she can trust if she is to ever have any hope of finding out who killed her sister and how it can be linked to the death of her husband!
Great storyline, I loved the characters and their background stories. Throughout this book I found myself guessing who the murderer could be. I had an incline as to how it would end but there was always something that followed to dismiss that feeling and throw you right back off track. I was hooked from beginning to end and would rate this book 9/10.
So I’m home from work and sat here pondering about one thing and another when my train of thought brings me to the magical world of Harry Potter. (so wish that it could all be real) I really like to get my geek on when it comes to all things potter!
I was thinking about the recent read, Harry Potter and The Cursed Child, which was totally amazing by the way. When I purchased it I wasn’t sure how I was going to rate it with it being a script and all but what you miss about it not being a novel was by no means compromised. The scenes were all still set to perfection through dialogue and stage settings and no detail was missing.
Anyhow, off on a tangent a bit there. My original point is that JK Rowling has said previously that this is where Harry Potter has ended (sheds a tear) and it got me thinking, in the real world we have primary school/preschool then secondary school and finally university/college. I get that they don’t start to practice magic in Harry’s world until they are in secondary school as children and magic I can imagine would not be a good mix. In Harry’s world after Hogwarts they must simply get out in the real world and get jobs etc. Why is it that there has been no mention of any uni’s in that world at all! I think this is something that could keep this story going! Most 17 year olds have no idea what they want to do with their lives after school and therefore they ride the education train for as long as possible (not something I condone by the way). But for Harry and his pals I would be behind this all the way!
Thoughts on the subject?
Words are such a powerful thing that most people don’t even think twice about. I know a lot of people who will just blurt out what is going through their mind without any regard for how will affect others.
You never know how long your words will stay in someone’s mind long after you have forgotten you even spoke them. It is not always easy to remember to think about what we are saying before we actually say it. I know I have had my fair share of ‘foot in mouth’ moments in the past. In some situations this problem is often unavoidable. Some conversations move so fast that you don’t have time to think about what you have said until the words have already parted from you lips. But at this point, it’s often too late.
Aside from the occasional slip up there are the people who intentionally say things to you to get a reaction. These are the types of people I simply cannot tolerate. They are just downright nasty and will say things that they know will offend; but that of course is their intention. People can be so cruel to each other. This is something that I have often had trouble wrapping my head around. I have never completely understood what is gained by putting someone else down. Does it make that person feel better about themselves or is it pure insecurity from the person being mean. That they simply cannot make it through life without feeling that they are the superior person in any situation? I don’t think I will ever totally get this, but in a way I glad I don’t.
Another way that words can be dangerous is when someone is telling a story about another and they embellish a little to make them sound more interesting the listener. The listener who could possibly be hearing about the person being talked about may never have met them and yet they already have a picture in their mind of what that person is like be it a true reflection or not. The listener has allowed themselves to be influenced by person telling the story through their views of the person.
Not all people will get along but I am a strong beliver in finding out for myself what someone is like. I am not saying for a second that i have not, in the past, listened to a friend talking about soemone that i know of; but am not so familiar with. I too have taken on board what they have had to say about their opinions and experiences with the person but i still like to retain the final judgement for myself.
The moral of my ramblings are:
Be careful what you say to people.
Always think about what your intentions are when you are talking to someone. Never intentionally say things that are not true to make yourself sound more interesting or to make the person you are talking to feel any less valued. Always try to be polite and friendly; aside from making you into a nicer person to be around it actually does make you feel good.
Take car of eachother and be happy! 🙂
Well it has been one whole year since Jack entered the world and what a year it has been.
We have had so much fun with him over the last year and I wouldn’t change a single second of it for the world. He really is a little character with his own unique personality! I mean the guy even has a favourite song… I don’t think I know any dogs who have a favourite song. But that’s my Monkey (Jack) and that is why he is one of a kind.
I love my Monkey more than anything in this world. He is so fun hardly ever in a bad mood and he is a total Mammys boy 🙂
HAPPY 1st BIRTHDAY JACK
No matter how hard times get. Even when you feel like giving up you have to remember that everyone has that point when they feel totally alone. But YOU are not!
There is always a solution for the problem, a resolution to any obstacle and a victory when you finally make it to the other side.
Everything happens for a reason!
As long as you accept that bad things happen to make us appreciate the good when comes!
Life is a wonderful journey filled with unexpected twists and turns. The big man will never give you more than you can handle.
I hope that this inspires everyone who sees this to power through and achieve their goal even when they feel that all hope is lost.
Myself, Dan (my other half) and Jack found ourselves very newly proud home owners back in March of this year and I got to tell you it does feel like such an achievement to own a piece of land on this rock.
We purchased the house from an elderly lady who was simply unable, due to health reasons, to keep on top of the general maintenance that the garden needed. It was an amazing purchase as the amount of land that came with it was incredible. A lot more than any other property on our street.
I have something of a passion for turning something that is rundown into something of beauty again and when I saw this property I knew that I just had to have it for that reason alone.
Since we have moved in we have done quite a lot of work in small quantities. Besides updating the old fashioned living room as much as we possibly could with the money we had spare after the move I have now turned my attention to the garden. As summer is upon us I like to think of the garden as an extension to the house. Like another room if you will. I like it to be neat and tidy with nothing out of place. I am big believer in curb appeal and when we moved in this property looked more like something out of a horror movie than a welcoming abode.
Above is a before picture as the garden front garden was when we moved in. It doesn’t really help that the weather was bad on the day that this picture was taken but you can see that everything was pretty much overgrown and out of control. It was safe to say that I hated everything about it. Majority of the work that we have done out here is mainly tidying up and weeding… oh boy there was so much weeding!!!
Here is what it currently looks like. I just finished painting the wall last night. After days of having to look at it half finished because of the rain we have been having. Yes it rains in Wales even during the summer! I love how much of in improvement it has made and am actually starting to enjoy looking out of my window at this.
there is a still a whole lot of garden left to do but I will keep you posted on my progress.
Hey, this is my very first blog post and I am so exited to be here. I have started this blog so that I can post all of the things I get up to, things I like and interests and other cool stuff along the way.
I will apologise now for the impending doggy pictures that are to follow but I love my little monkey more than anything.
This is me and Jack having some selfie fun while setting ready for work! He does love a good selfie ha ha!
So I will keep this short and sweet so see you all soon