Ok, so sadly I am limping out of this challenge. It has done me in. I'm tired. I have nowt left to write about for a while. ESPECIALLY stuff beginning with Z. NOTHING begins with Z. Really. Nowt. Looking back on this challenge... I have rhymed until I could rhyme no more: c is for coffee, t is for tea. I have considered breaking a bone: x is for x-ray. I have ear-wigged: i is for inquisitive. I have stressed over body parts: b is for bottom. I have re-lived some old times, good and bad: p is for prodigy, g is for gecko, v is for valuable. I have made a bit ...
X is for…apologies in advance.
Ok, so we all knew this day was coming. The day I had to write a post about something beginning with X. In my despair I took to my facebook page and, as is often the case with these matters, twitter for help. Urban Vox was first to my aid with xylophones. Then X-factor...I don't really watch X-factor though and Babberblog pleaded for me not to do this. He suggested Xanax or the roman numeral for ten. Yep am still struggling here. Posh Totty came up with X-ray. Hmmm... Hmmmm again...Posh Totty was a little kinder Greenfroggyfae then ...
V is for Valuable
Several years ago Mr B and I spent two years living in Cardiff, and later Bristol, but working weekends in Dublin. This basically involved flying over to Ireland every Friday afternoon and returning home in the early hours of Tuesday morning. We loved it. We loved the job, the people, our little Dublin flat, and also the fact that we had the rest of the week off together. However, sadly, one November we returned home on a Tuesday to our house in Bristol to discover we had been burgled. The really sad thing was that it also just happened to be Mr B’s birthday. In our absence some ...
R is for Robocall
Now as my regular readers know this here blogging challenge has been a little tricky at times. So much so that for J is for...I had to resort to browsing the dictionary. In doing so though I came across some fabulous new dictionary entries from the last few years. Here are my top five. 1. Robocall: a telephone call from an automated source that delivers a pre-recorded message to a large number of people. 2. Tweetup: a meeting organised by means of posts on twitter. 3. Frenemy: a person with whom one is friendly despite a fundamental dislike or rivalry. 4. Cheeseball: lacking ...
O is for Olfactory
I took W to the park earlier today and on passing a couple of gossiping girls I caught the unmistakeable whiff of Jean Paul Gaultier La Femme. I was instantly transported back to my sixteen year old self. Young, confident, vibrant and hopelessly in love with a wrong 'un. It was amazing the rush, and strength, of emotions and memories brought about by a simple quick smell of a perfume that I used to wear. It got me thinking. I guess we all relate certain smells with certain memories or feelings. Here are some of mine... Chanel No. 5, my wedding day. Tom Ford Leather, Mr ...
N is for Next, supporting Team GB and Paralympics GB
To celebrate London 2012 Next has designed and produced two gorgeous scarves, cleverly designed to mark London's hosting of the Olympics, as well as representing the 900 athletes of Team GB and Paralympics GB. All profits from these souvenir scarves, sold exclusively at Next, will directly benefit the British Olympic Association. Here is W working his... So, to pick up yours head on over to the Next Wear it, Wave it, Win prize draw page and show your support for our athletes. Here you can also enter their giveaway where you could win tickets to one of the major ...
M is for Magpie
On entering the park with W today I spotted a lone magpie. I automatically saluted in order to try and counteract the superstition that the sight of one magpie will bring sorrow. "One for sorrow, two for joy, three for a girl, four for a boy, five for silver, six for gold, seven for a secret never to be told." I am not sure where I picked up this particular superstition though it may have been my Dad as he spent my entire pregnancy updating me on the predicted sex of my baby according to the number of magpies he had spotted that day. I have also picked up a few others along the ...
L is for Lipstick
I recently spent a week back at my folks place over Easter and, on leaving, accidentally forgot to pack my make-up bag. (I also forgot my hair-straighteners, diary, W's night-lights and my work-key. Disaster.) This actually concerned me more than I thought it would. I am not a HUGE make-up wearer you see. I know plenty of friends who would not dream of leaving the house without their lipstick or mascara on but I have never really been one of those women. In fact the only lipstick phase I went through was in my teens where Rimmel's pale sugary-pink, (think Twiggy) or black-cherry (think ...
K is for …
I love people-watching. Correction, I used to love people-watching. Before I had a toddler. Now I daren't take my eyes off him for a second incase he accidentally causes some formidable catastrophe by way of his ever-jiggling arms/legs/feet. Airports are the best places ever for people-watching. Mr B and I spent two years commuting weekly between Cardiff and Dublin so we spent a lot of time doing this. While waiting for our normally delayed Aer-Arann twin-prop we would often pass the time looking around at our fellow passengers and trying to guess what they did, or where they might be ...
J is for…well you’ll never believe me.
So, this blogging challenge is beginning to take its toll. I have been racking my brains all day to come up with ANYTHING beginning with J. Well anything other than jbmumofone as you must know all there is to know about the me by now. I was actually so desperate for inspiration I began browsing the Collins English Dictionary and, blimey, it was the best fun I have had in ages. Some words are just so cool. I will be saving some up for later in the challenge but here are my top three J's that I now don't know how I have possibly survived so long without knowing. Jack-by-the-hedge: ...