We all know the pressure I/we felt at Christmas; the overwhelming guilt of not having the tree up until the 13th of December, the burden of ensuring all the kids create magical memories to treasure for all eternity and the stress of conjuring up traditions for the boys to pass onto their sprogs in years to come. Valentine’s Day, on the other hand, is my time to shine! No pressure for memories, traditions or internal sparkling – just a whole lotta LOVE!View Post
“Boys, do you know what SEGA is?” I asked with nostalgia quite literally pouring from my eyes. Surely, this was a no-brainer; like asking anyone if they’re familiar with the work of S-Club-7 or The Back Street Boys; if they know the moves to The Macarena or how to play POGs. So, imagine my bitter disappointment when the reply was, “A saga? Yeah, it’s a Viking story, isn’t it?!”
Rewind 26 years and my envy of anyone with a SEGA Mega Drive was raging. Sure, the ‘super Italian brothers’ (who shall not be named) were great an’all, but they were nothing compared to Sonic’s speed, the graphics of the SEGA and the unforgettable “S-E-G-A” as the – now “retro”- console whirred into life. Even if you don’t remember looking at Charlotte G with green eyes, as she shared her tales of ‘bonus levels’ and stomping out the evil Dr Robotnik, there are fewer games characters as iconic as the speedy blue hedgehog – Sonic.View Post
We’ve tried no presents, presents and parred-back presents; we’ve gone away, stayed at home and invaded relatives houses en-masse. One thing I’ve learnt from our festive trials as a blended family – trying to ensure everyone feels like they belong and feels ‘at home’ – is that what we give, where we are or which parents’ house the kids are at on the actual day, has minimal impact on how festive we feel.
The magic, the sparkle and inner-belly warmth don’t come from the latest Xbox game or ‘must-have’ gizmo, they come from the Christmas traditions we’ve inherited and the ones we create as a family.View Post
‘Me time’. Self Care. Unwind. Rest & Relaxation. Filling your cup. Whatever we call it, apparently we’re not getting enough of it. According to a study* carried out by British bed manufacturer, Rest Assured, we’re getting an average of 40 minutes a day to ourselves. So, what do we do with that precious time and is it beneficial to our well-being?View Post
Last week saw me put on my big girl pants and take the daunting leap of ‘going freelance’ for my day-job; running my mini PR, Digital Content and Marketing empire from my ergonomically challenged dining room table. After 5 years of working in-house, I decided it was time to work in my house to allow me the flexibility of being my children’s’ on-call taxi-driver/chef/sock-finder.View Post