Archive for March, 2015


I had a silly conversation (or two) with my manager a few days ago, and realised that I had a gold-mine of silly conversations I’ve had with in the office. So I thought I’d share a few of them for your amusement : )

Colleague: Was your new coat expensive?

Me: No, why?

Colleague: I want to make fun out of it, but I’d feel bad if you spent a lot of money on it. It’s an ugly coat.

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Manager: Beige? That’s such an old lady colour.

Me: No it’s not, it’s actually quite fashionable!

*other (female) colleagues agree and say they like it.*

Manager: You girls and your fashion. If it’s fashionable, you’ll wear it. I bet you’d wear a babygrow if it was in fashion.

Me: Well, I do have a jumpsuit.

Manager: *silence* *turns back to computer shaking head*

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On me wearing a long white shirt top

Manager: You look like you’re wearing school shirt.

Me: Dear god.

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Female Colleague: Zara? That’s so common.

Me: Yeah? Where do you buy your clothes then?

Female colleague: From the local market.

…seconds before I took some out and ate it. My sister and I went to the annual Chocolate Festival today, where there was some serious chocolatey talent on display, which we managed to tasted in abundance.

It was an event for serious chocoholics (like myself!) and there were plenty of chocolate pieces, brownies, cookies, cheeses, fudges and even chocolate samosas to be sampled and bought!

I’ll be posting more pictures soon, but this was one of my favourite, there’s something about these square delicacies neatly lined up in rows, waiting to be picked up and savoured. Perfect for a relaxing evening (and you can bet we bought more to take home!)

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The bolts are from an old farm in the heart of a the area Bergsladen in Sweden. I found them in a barn. They had been lying there for a long time and they might well have continued to lie there until they had rusted away and returned to their original mineral form.

The bolts reminded me of human forms, and I felt they had something to tell. I heated them, forged, bent and twisted. I tried to create relations, meetings and situations and suddenly stories emerged about sorrow, joy, pain, warmth and humour. A kind of poetry was created, hence the title.

All sculptures are without title, it is up to the viewer to create his or her own. The bolt people are few in numbers, and maybe these are the last ones, but those that exist will remain to tell their stories.
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It’s not often I come across art which is emotional and yet so simple and striking – but this is definitely the case. My sister told me about a series of photos featuring old, metal bolts, which have been heated, twisted and bent by Oslo-based blacksmith and photographer Tobbe Malm to form some beautiful portraits humanity, both positive and negative, in a way which seems pretty universal and easily understood.

While I love the poignant messages and the beautiful emotions in each peace, my favourite is the first one, of the mother and her child in her lap, it’s such a simple yet warming picture which could be representative of anyone in the world, and is perfectly rendered from the turns of their heads to the comforting feeling that comes from it. : )

You can see more of the artist’s work on his website, on his Behance Page and his photography page.

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Heres something cute to start the week, a cute mini watering can full of teeny flowers, given to my mum on Mother’s Day by my niece, and which is happily perched on one of the window sills right now.

And it’s always nice to see a bit of vivid pink at your windows, isn’t it?

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200 Word Story: Maze

I thought I’d try some spontaneous writing, that is, giving myself a certain amount of time, be it 10 minutes, 20 minutes or half-hour to write a story within the constraints of a certain number of words. It would give me the chance to practice story writing and hopefully force me to write something even if I didn’t like what I wrote (which happens a lot!)
This was meant to be a 50 words story but I got a little carried away, so here’s my version of a 200 word story, which was still pretty difficult because of the re-writing and editing I had to do. Have a read, and do let me know what you think!

She turns the corner, following the watery pinpoint of light leading her to a hazy freedom. A scuttling sound pings behind her, making her grope at her sides to the craggy wall to spin around in the now-silent dark. Waits, until the scraping sound comes again, she imagines its closer this time, making her legs urge her forward, her walking becoming a hurried shamble. She trips, stumbling over the rocky path, breathing louder until she hears that shuffling coming closer behind her.

She’s no longer hiding her fear, speeds up to a rushed jog, jagged breath while desperately praying that the thin stream of light won’t suddenly end – running now, muscles burning and eyes streaming with unwanted tears. The noise grows louder, it’s thundering in her ears now, the harder she runs the louder, each stamp of her foot feeling like it is bringing an ominous cymbal crash upon her.

Her eyes see more light, sees an opening, her precious stream of light growing bigger. The floor beneath her slopes up making her scramble, clinging and climbing upwards into a unforgiving brightness and onto a gravelly floor, soil and dust announcing her arrival.

Turns around.
To face what is coming.
To face?

Nothing. Just cold air and empty blackness.
She trembles, cautiously steps backwards, ready to run again.

There! That noise again.

Looks down…seeing a chain hooked onto her shoe.

A happy Mother’s Day to all mamas out there, whether it’s new mamas, mamas-to-be or mums who have kids who are old enough not to be called kids anymore!

I bought this bunch for my mum, I know she loves tulips (not as much as roses, but these really looked pretty), unfortunately I was silly enough to go over and see her and forgot the flowers at my house!

Still, it’s the though that counts, which is why I took a picture of them and told my sister to show my mum when I got home!

Have a good weekend, all x

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It’s still magic even if you know how it’s done – A Hat Full of Sky

Fantasy writer Sir Terry Pratchett passed away yesterday, leaving a legacy which has touched people all over the world, whether it was for his novels and comic books, his famous Discworld series or his quirky sense of humour. His fan-base was one which was world-spread, and whose tributes, accolades and petitions have all been pouring in for a man whose writing appealed to everyone, and who taught the power of imagination, on how to upset and rouse people, and that cats are devilish things that know who’s boss.

Below is a guide by Jacob Oleksow for anyone who wants to start reading the Discworld series and want to know which order to read the books in, or what categories they come in.

It’s not worth doing something unless someone, somewhere, would much rather you weren’t doing it

Thank you Terry Pratchett for sharing your quirky tales, your magical stories, the witty humour and a whole different world for us to explore – I’m sure that there’s someone out there about to discover your novels and series, and discover a love for your characters.

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I’ve been enjoying the sunshine tremendously this weekend, and making the most of it by sitting in the grass in my back garden, camera in hand. This is a picture I took today on my DSLR (while also jumping around in the grass and making my neighbours pretend they can’t see me. Oops.) I think it’s a perfect way to show how summer is coming, even if it’s still a little chilly, the sun (and the sound of the ice cream vans) makes it all better.

On another note, it’s International Women’s Day, which makes it an even better day, especially when seeing all the contributions online from all over the world in celebration of women and equality. The official colour for this day is purple, but I’ll add a little pink and orange in too to give a funky combination!

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Whenever I tell people about Choccywoccydoodah, some of them accuse me of making the name up. I’m not of course, it’s an amazing chocolate-and-cake shop off Carnarby Street, in Central London, and definitely somewhere to go if you love eye candy and mouth-watering treats.

My best friend and I decided to reward ourselves by taking a visit there, we’d never been and decided to live up to our chocoholic natures and indulge for the day. It took us a while to get in (there was a 40 minutes queue on a busy Saturday afternoon) but this just gave us an opportunity to browse cakes, chocolate slabs and basically have a good look at the store below, while we waited to get into the eaterie on the first floor.

I’ll let you feast your eyes on the pictures, they’ll do a  better job of showing the amazing talent at Choccywoccydoodah and the beautiful (and edible!) things we saw than I can decribe. The theme at the moment is spring and florals, we were going to go a few months ago during the winter months, and look at the Halloween themed cakes, but I’m glad we didn’t now becaues the floral theme was so beautifully done.

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On the first floor is a cafe, where an afternoon tea is available, there’s a huge selection of cakes, treats, drinks and beautiful decorations, and there’s a very bohemian, arty feel for the whole place which is a delight to sit in.

We ordered a slice of cake with drinks (I had a pink lemonade, naturally), with me choosing chocolate praline cake and my friend going for a chocolate gateux. Each cake slice was huge, with about five layers of icing, buttercream, sponge and cream, encased in solid chocolate and drizzled in three different sauces. Sadly to say, it was an amazing slice but neither of ours barely managed to finish, which put a stop to us asking for a second slice.

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There’s plenty of beautiful decorations all over the store and the cafe, paper hearts cut out and hung on walls, embellished mirrors and crown motifs, and greenery everywhere. The seating area is just as electic and mixed, but goes with the decor and huge cake decor brilliantly.

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I loved the style and luxury of Choccywoccydoodah, there’s beautiful creations everywhere you look, complete with plush armchairs, belljars with cake, handpainted signs and some seriously beautiful edible stuff – when gonig up the stairs I even saw a chocolate snail hidden in a crack in a wall! I loved the attention to detail, and the cafe itself was surprisingly reasonable priced. The cakes on display (which are the main focus of the tv show Choccywoccydoodah) are probably a different matter, and I can imagine seeing one of these beauties at a wedding (I remember saying to my friend that it would have been amazing to have a towering six-layered floral cake like this for mine!).

For anyone in the area, I’d definitely recommend a visit, even if it’s just to browse and look at the beautiful cakes and chocolate creations on display.

I’ve had a whirlwind of a week, it feels, and have only managed to recover today and laze! I’ve been shopping, visiting fashion workshops, having cakes, baking cookies and not least, managed to get a Brits Award show!

I’ll be posting more of what I’ve been up to, but in the meantime I’m nibbling more cookies that I’ve baked and wondering whether to watch an golden oldie (The Mummy, I’m in an Egyptian mythology mood) or whether to read a book!

Happy weekendings all x

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