3/20/2017

High Street Treats in South Bucks.

Where we live in Bucks we are lucky enough to be within walking distance of a gorgeous village, Chalfont St Peter has some really unique shops and places to eat. This Mother's Day why not consider supporting your local businesses and shop locally?

Just on my high street we have an array of fantastic unique gift shops as well as other local business who provide photography services, beauty treatments and much more.




I've managed to get some really lovely gifts in the past most recently a framed print of our beautiful village taken by a local photographer Paul Upward and framed by Cath at Emerald Framing in the village. I've also had some wonderful treatments at my local beauty salon Calme - facials are to die for - plus bought a really unique gift from Marie at Fired Works for a wedding anniversary gift a photo on glass it's stunning. If you head into see Adele at Adele Kelly boutique she will always help you pick out something to put you ahead of the fashion pack, as well as stocking some amazing gifts.

One of my new favourite places to eat is the Jolly Farmer with a Sunday roast that melts in your mouth and the most amazing gin and cocktail menu it really is a treat all round. For a coffee and a sweet treat try the Breadhouse - with a children's play area and board games you can spend a cosy couple of hours there.

There's something really comforting about seeing familiar faces as you wonder down your local high street, that sense of home you just don't get elsewhere. We've lived here for four years and I can honestly say I've never felt at home as I do here in this village. Take a wonder down your local high street, you never know what you may discover.



3/19/2017

The sound of the week is S

No not for snake, or shoes or snow but SICK!!! Having moaned midweek about the need for wine and all the carry on slapstick behaviour at our house little did I know it was about to get worse, a lot worse.

Mr T came down with the bug of doom by Thursday morning swiftly followed by me on Thursday night and oh my god I have never known pain like it! Where was the gas and air when I needed it? They surely should supply that over the counter when you are doubled up in agony begging your hubby to get you another hot water bottle in between ninja turtle style movements to the bathroom.

So it passed through us both (sorry) and we are just about regaining some sense of normality.

A walk to the park this morning has blown some of the cobwebs away but I still feel a bit delicate.

I looked at myself in the mirror this morning. Not a good idea 48 hours post projectile vomit. I've no idea why but whenever I am under the weather my hair goes crazy, all brittle and wiry. Also my skin looks like I have been drained of any colour and I have teenage spots. Nice. This week I will be on the hunt for a hair and skin mask to try and rejuvenate skin and locks.  If anyone has any tips I'd gladly hear them. The mid brow furrow is even more furrowed and I've definitely gained more greys this week.

Onwards and upwards!





3/15/2017

Pancake post

I recently discovered this recipe for low calorie, fat free pancakes while on my diet mission. You can bulk out the layers of pancakes with any fruit you like, I tend to use raspberries, blueberries and strawberries, cheaper if you buy from your local greengrocer rather than in the supermarket.

You need

100g Quark (fat free cheese tastes better that it looks and I cannot stand stuff like cottage cheese etc)
40g oats
2 tbsp stevia
1 egg
1 egg white

Chuck it all into a blender until smooth, if the oats clump together just add a dash of water to loosen.

Heat fry light in a frying pan and pour in your mixture. Cook in the usual way and add whatever fruit you like, I also add a dash off Choc shot which you can find in health food shops.

I'm using a calorie counting app at the moment and according to this the recipe breaks down at

quark 68 cals
oats 152
stevia 6
egg 70
egg white 17
choc shot 14
strawberries 100g 28
blueberries 50g 29

Try these this weekend if you have more time to spend on breakfast. You will love them!




It's only Wednesday, pass the wine

Yes you read that correctly. Pass the wine. It's been a rather chaotic start to the week here.
Monday morning was glorious sun was shining perfect washing on the line weather (at risk of sounding like an OAP) eldest child at school youngest happy with lego and after a very cautious weigh in - 2lbs off yay - I was ready to smash Monday.

Come Monday evening youngest is throwing up all over the place and such behaviour continued until 2am. Cue Benny Hill theme tune and a combination of Mr T holding the sick bowl and me running up and down the stairs flinging a selection of bedding, towels and PJ's into the washing machine, that's my cardio done for the day gym fans. Thank god for my much coveted Dettol laundry detergent I could kiss you!

So Tuesday I'm nil by mouth as I was due into hospital for the latest in my line of investigations into the very sudden reappearance of asthma. So as many of you can appreciate a mummy without coffee is like a toddler without Peppa Pig. OUT OF CONTROL.

Not due into hospital until midday I spent my morning frantically de-germing the house after query sick bug/food poisoning episode praying that I don't suddenly start spewing up all over the place. O is at school, H is installed in front of the tv and Mr T is working from home.

Fast forward to Wednesday morning and the procedure is done, feeling slightly groggy from anaesthesia and still in my PJ's catching up on emails, H continues his 48 hour hiatus from nursery - joy - the weather again is glorious and I am wondering what happened to Tuesday. Debating eating my bodyweight in contraband then realise there is no contraband in the house so will have to make do with a very diet friendly egg on toast or some such muck.

I wish...

Must consider ending this blog post now, H is desperate for me to complete a 100 stage lego helicopter which I'm not sure will look anything like the image on the box. Think I'll slap on a face mask in an attempt to deal with the post hospital bloated eyes and face and stand in the shower for ages.

Catch you again later when I regain what's left of my mind
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3/10/2017

The tale of the silver eyebrow, and other (short) stories from my week.

At last! We've made it to Friday. It's been a long one, husband up and off to work very early each day, eldest off school with a coldy virus thing for a couple of days which resulted in back to back episodes of Horrible Histories on day one followed by a tutorial on Minecraft on day two (I still have no clue what on earth is going on and to be honest just watching it makes me feel dizzy)The stress of having my child-free days interrupted dove me to break my no wine rule during the week by Wednesday and I indulged in a glass or three of sparkling rose. There is another celebratory reason for the special mid-week drinking indulgence but it's not my news to tell so you will have to watch this space for that...

If that doesn't keep you lot reading my blog I've no idea what will :-)

Anyway back to the title of this post, the silver eyebrow. I think the colour silver is slightly over egging the pudding here but go with me all will become clear. So by Wednesday when all children were installed in education and I had spent 15 mins (sorry hubby) in the (new) shower daydreaming and generally wasting my precious childfree time I took the time to examine my face in the (new) mirror. Now this is the mirror to end all mirrors, gleaming with dressing room style lights that scream glamour - why they in my shower room is another matter - and staring back at me was my pale, freckly face. No surprises there. My eyes took me to my rather neglected of late eyebrows. I usually get them shaped and tinted, but I've been a bit rubbish at rebooking my appointments much to my salon owner friends horror as we are both so busy its usually when we catch up and have a good bitch fest as I lay on her heated couch - bliss.

Note NOT my eyebrow.

So on inspection of said eyebrows I noted a grey hair. SHUT THE FRONT FOOR A GREY EYEBROW HAIR WTF? Am I a 90 year old man? How on earth did I let that slip through the beauty net? What is going on??? Where did it come from? Admittedly I hide the greys that seep through my hairline with regular professional hair appointments but a grey eyebrow? That's just not cricket. Grabbing the tweezers I whipped that bad boy out pronto, and it was one of those bastardised really thick ones that leaves a tell tale red hole in your skin for all the live long day and no amount of industrial strength concealer will hide it. FFS I was not impressed.

Cue a daily eyebrow inspected just in case any of the other little sods have appeared overnight. So now I'm booking an eyebrow appointment asap and KEEPING IT! I will neglect my eyebrows no longer and will not allow that jammy silver thread to poke through ever again.

And breathe.

So it's Friday and thank goodness for that. Today the youngest is here so we flip between playdough, mark making, playmobil and his favourite Thomas million piece puzzle interspersed with half hour doses of Nick Jnr so I can get the cleaning done - don't judge we all do it.

Roll on wine o'clock this evening.

Have a great weekend folks, wish me luck as tomorrow I'm off to Legoland in search of Batman...#tobeafouryearoldagain


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