On the 26th of June 2017, my Mum, Jean Hames and Michael Jackson (No, not that one), adopted this cute little doggle from BARK rescue centre in Berwick upon Tweed. He was known as ‘Spot’ at BARK but Jean and Michael renamed the adorable Jack Russell, Jack. At only 20 months old he was…… Continue reading Return of the Jack
I am so fed up of being told what to do, who to follow, how to raise your social following by 10,000 a day, how to lose 6 stone in an hour. “I went from being a total jobless, drug addict to earning £70,000 a day, overnight” Erm… no, you didn’t. I follow…… Continue reading Stop telling me what to do!
The art of letter writing is fast becoming a lost art, at least handwritten letters. However it is certainly a skill I think we should all learn. I remember my Nana teaching me how to write a letter; where everything should go and where to put the stamp on an envelope and where and how…… Continue reading How to…write a letter
I double dare you What is actually stopping you from doing that thing that you want to do? The big thing or the little thing. Do you want a promotion, a pay rise? Are you scared to send that text, email, make that phone call because you think the answer will be no? So…… Continue reading Just jump, don’t wait to be pushed
I will promote the importance of understanding mental health issues until it is no longer a taboo subject. I will happily stand up in front of people and tell them how I once found it so difficult to leave the house that my Dad had to literally pick me up and carry me in to…… Continue reading Just one day at a time.
I have discovered that I only get one week a month where everything is amazing. I am going to assume that this is down to hormones. I have one week where I get my s**t together, I am super organised, the house is clean, I am on top of my blog posts, meals are…… Continue reading What the flip?!
I have anxiety and PTSD. I have these things due to instances, events and traumas that have occurred during my life. They have caused parts of my brain to break and they might not ever knit back together properly. That’s okay though. I may never be ‘cured’ but I’m learning to cope.…… Continue reading Coping, not cured.