I left school hell of a long time ago…. 2002 to be exact.
Round about this time was the last few exams and then prepping for the big event which was PROM.
So I had been beat up by a group of girls a month before and mum and me had bought my dress in a charity shop for £17.50 and i really felt special in it but because my confidence had been knocked severely it wasn’t quite the exciting night I had hoped for.
I was a bag of nerves, that feeling of oh my god I’m gonna barf on me pretty dress but luck was on my side. That was before we had even picked up my mates.
Got there unscathed and smiles when I saw all my mates.
Photos were taken outside the venue, this one above was me and one of my besties at school Soph. I didn’t have an ounce of make up on as my face still hurt from getting beat up but my sis did my hair really lovely so I half felt like a princess.
I probably stayed for half the night and then dad had to come pick me up because I started to panic.
I can actually say I went though and it’s good to look back at pics of everyone else looking gorgeous too.
This was our last day of school with my bestie Jessica aka Trev. Still besties now and I’m blessed that we still are just as close.
Thought since most year 11s will be going to their proms this month it’ll be good to chat about mine.
How i love to look back on happy memories of the times i had. Today i thought i’d focus on the Summer since its sunny outside and Summer is nearly here.
So growing up on our estate there was more boys than girls, so we would try and fit in with the boys and play football or go on the skateboards. Until we fell over and hurt ourselves. Course i’d blame it on them. Why couldn’t they of done something a bit more girl friendly.
So i do remember spending my summers down by the river at the bottom of our local playing field. What bonehead thought that would be a great place for a playing field next to a river. A few kids had fell in over the years, luckily it wasn’t that deep. Our Parents were oblivious we were down there as it was out of bounds but that was the excitement of it.
As i got older i’d either be found with my friends on bike rides or scraping my knees in my roller skates.
This was one of the bikes i owned and i cried when i was too big for it, i guarded that with my life as Mum and Dad said it was a lot of money.
I was a girly girl and still am one. There’s no getting away from it that as i got to 13/14 we would spend our afternoons looking at the fitties at the tennis courts pretending to casually walk past and hanging out at the parks hoping to find our Mr right. He wasn’t gonna be at some run down park, but back then we were so naive.
Then in my late teens and early twenties it was big bottles of WKD before a night on the razz (piss) and a thick head most sunday mornings. The beer gardens were great for the hair of the dog on the sunday. But how life changes as soon as you decide to grow up.
This summer i am going to try and keep sunburnt free, just catch the odd freckle when the sun decides to kiss me.
Even though there is only 31 days of January- this month seems to have gone on and on and on. How we can’t wait for it to end….
but first let’s talk through my favourites.
SABRINA THE TEENAGE WITCH THE ORIGINAL SERIES
I remember how I raced home from school to make sure I put this on before my brother hogged the remote control when he got in.
I was pleasantly surprised a few weeks ago to see that E4 was playing reruns of this. So I am reliving my youth of when I wished I could have a talking cat like Salem and another world through our airing cupboard on top of our stairs.
Having my Niece over and going through all the nursery rhymes you can think of and watching her get excited when I knew all the words. She’s precious our Daisy
Got to speak to my Dad on the phone for 45 mins. This is good because he has Dementia so his attention span is usually poor. I love hearing his voice and he still calls me Hol so there’s still a glimmer of hope.
Going to my Cousin 40th Party this weekend just gone. The music was all the oldies and it was a excuse to have a few archers and lemonade. The hangover the next day was minimal so thumbs up.
OLLY MURS – EXCUSES
I have always liked Olly Murs style of singing. All his songs are really catchy. He’ll always get a Darlin‘ in there if you really listen…quite funny actually. It’s good to see him back on our screen in The Voice too.
ALIEN GIFT SET BY MUGLER
Oh my goodness me…after my friend sent me a little sample in a box swap we done I said to my Mum did she wanna chip in and get this gift set with me and it is the most sensual scent my nose have inhaled. Let’s just say I smell bloody lush.
finally I always leave you with a quote so this is my favourite at the mo.
I hope you’ve had some fab moments throughout January. Feel free to share them in the comments below.
I haven’t really had a September if I’m honest with you. Currently writing this in my hospital bed at nearly midnight. Body is just not cooperating with me read my post here to see whats been going on.
Anyways i wanted to write what did bring a smile to my face this month.
I have never met a woman quite like my Mum. Who will drop everything when someone is in need. She always makes me smile/laugh daily. Without Mum I’d definitely be a broken girl ( i mean woman – I’m nearly 33 believe it or not )
If you are a regular reader of mine you’ll know that a new electric wheelchair was something that I’ve wanted for a long time to help with my mobility issues and i needed to raise enough money for it. I have now got it and although I’ve only been on it a handful of times inbetween my hospital stays its made so much difference.
You don’t know how much of a favourite my bed is to me. It is so comfy and when i can’t move about on bad days my bed makes it all better. Having my home comforts is paramount. you really can’t fit in a holdall when hospital visits are needed. Its really true what they say there really is no place like home.
FILMS THAT CHEERED ME UP
Pretty woman because it’s such a great snuggle down film and i just admit Mr Gere is just a gorgeous human being and who isn’t jealous of Julia’s legs and luscious curls.
Bridget Jones Baby. I have watched this film a few times and it still makes me laugh. I always wanted to be Bridget cos she always ended up with Mr Darcy, lucky cow.
Lastly I’ll leave you with a song that means alot to me.
Hope you’ve all had a fab september and here’s to autumn in bloom in October and my birthday.
Although the weather wasn’t too great i managed to enjoy my weekend.
It started off with a visit from my future sister-in-law Kerry and my cute niece Daisy.
We had some entertainment with all the songs that Daisy is learning at nursery. Shes only 1 and a half I can’t get over how she remembers things and she pronounces my name beautifully now which totally makes me smile.
On Saturday evening I was invited out for a few drinks with some friends as there was some music on at our local pub. It was an excuse to dress up a little. Typical woman I dressed all in black all apart from my boots, which were these pink beauties.
I really had a good time and to top it off at the end of the night i had some cheese and chips. Haven’t had them in years but the takeaway was still open on the journey home so it was rude not to.
It was nice to go out and nobody made me feel crap about being in a wheelchair. Makes me feel more comfortable about going out again of a Friday or Saturday night.
Sunday was a nice pj day with some cheesy films on Netflix and Amazon prime video.
The only downside to the weekend was a biggish spot decided to land on my chin. Never mind that’s what concealer is for.
Nothing beats a night in with your Mum and your favourite tipple putting the world to rights and reminiscing about the days when I was always out on the razzle…
Having a big bottle of WKD before going on out…
putting on umpteen outfits before deciding the first one was just fine.
Not being able to have the music on too loud in my room as Dad would shout up he was trying to watch the TV. I didn’t record the top 40 for nothing.
Making sure you went to the bank sober to get out your money for the night as anything could happen if we were to go once we were fuelled with alcohol.
Some of my best nights out were with my sister…even though there’s an 8 year age difference it doesn’t seem it.
Our Dad would say you best wear a coat and my sister saying I don’t want to pay £3 to hang it up. She always got away with it but not me I took one and paid too. Being the baby of the family I was wrapped up in cotton wool.
When there was someone’s birthday it was an excuse to dress up and there was a fair few of us too so we were out in force.
Here are a few pics of me and my sis from the ages of 18 til about 23
How I have grown up and how I can look back and say I enjoyed my ‘Just Legal’ years and have plenty of stories to tell. I could probably fill a book with them actually
Now there’s an Idea for my next book.
Whatever you’ve been doing this weekend I hope you’ve got memories to keep.