When you start a blog at a young age you don't really know what to write, my blog has been the place where I write thoughts and random anecdotes since the beginning and now? Now I want to stop doing what I feel I should be doing and start with something new. Writing about the things I want to pos about and not worry whether I'm good at them or not. You see, I don't follow blogs about peoples inner most thoughts on the world, I read blogs about shopping and about make-up, reviews on what people think is best. I follow blogs about photography and baking and I follow the occasional DIY blog, so I've been asking myself why if this what I'm interested in am I wasting time talking about love and stars and other nonsense?
My priorities in life and my interests have started to evolve, I've noticed it and the people around me have too - the fact that I've started to take an interest in things which before never made me think twice. So now I hope you will all be able to stick with me as I try this out.
Over the coming weeks, months, maybe years I will be writing reviews (not just of make-up or hair styles or other blogs but of films and theatre shows and all sorts) I've got the Hummingbird Bakery Challenge and I'm going to start sharing my adventure through the use of images, quotes and all sorts. I don't really know what my blog will become, but it's not staying the same and I think that's clear from all the recent changes being made, but I hope you will like it as both myself and my blog do a bit of a transformation.
Much love as always,
Harriet
xxx
Tuesday 30 December 2014
Monday 29 December 2014
The Hummingbird Challenge: Lemon Cupcakes
Cupcakes aren't hard to make, it's always pretty much a case of measure the right ingredients add them together and then shove it into the oven. The Hummingbird cupcakes were much the same and so there isn't too much I can comment on - except for the detailed instructions. my favourite being "beat on slow speed until you get a sandy consistency" at this point I knew I was doing well since I could imagine myself laying inside the bowl making sandcastles, eating ice cream and waving at cute life guards. I wish!
With the minor set back of cutting my finger whilst grating lemon zest out of the way, I managed to put all 12 cupcakes neatly into the oven, set the timer and off I went to clean and wash. This is where they burnt. Being given the option of "20-25 minutes" I thought, fantastic I'll put it on 20 then I'll know when to check them as they'll probably need 25. Rookie mistake! As I pulled them from the oven I found they looked more like brown hills than golden delicious cupcakes.
At this point I opted for the optional "small spoonful of lemon curd" in the middle, allowing me to cut out the nasty lumps and instead have lovely flat, slightly well cooked, cupcakes.Hallelujah - Goodbye hills.
When it comes to baking I generally like to use a good old wooden spoon, it feels more handmade and I always get better results however since I started baking at 10pm I thought I'd save time and use the Kenwood. Which was going just great until I forgot that icing sugar is like the Houdini of baking and escapes the bowl every time you to go to turn the silly thing on!
In the end, once they had been neatly constructed and the icing had been whisked to "light and fluffy" perfection they didn't look half bad. Although these cakes are certainly for those with a sweet tooth, they aren't the tart lemon flavour you expect but instead invoke a scrunching of the nose as you adjust to the sweetness and then a sudden release when you realise just how mouth wateringly brilliant they are. Burnt bits and all. 
I'm now curled up in bed, feeling rather smug that I managed to complete my first bake, without throwing the whole thing away, plus I'm certain I'll only get better in time! Next I'm thinking maybe a biscuit? Or possibly the Lemon Bars, since I've got six lemons sat downstairs without any zest left! Whoops!
Until next time,
HarrietCorey
xxx
Saturday 27 December 2014
My Hummingbird Bakery Challenge.
Hello friends, mermaids, princesses and orks!
It's the day after Boxing Day - Yay! You have officially made it through Christmas without being killed, nor I hope have you murdered any of your family members... If you have then please don't tell me!
I had a wonderful, wonderful Christmas and I'm truly lucky to have the friends and family that I do, with lots of quality time spent together and a fair amount of presents and food I think I've sufficiently revelled in the Christmas Cheer enough to last me right the way through to next December!
The thing I love most about Christmas is not being given presents, nor is it the food, but it's the look on someone's face when they open their presents from me! The best reaction this year goes to the boyfriend who upon opening his Northern Lights bath bomb spilt it all over himself, raised his eyebrows in confusion and muttered "well it's all water themed"... I thought he'd be smart enough to guess from the wind up whale coupled with the Northern Lights Lush bath bomb that I was taking him on holiday. He wasn't and he didn't and so his reaction when he opened a travel guide with a letter attached was priceless. Yes boyfriend, yes I am taking you to Iceland - best girlfriend ever? Oh I know!
Why am I posting? Oh I remember, I wanted to tell you about a new project I've decided to do! You see, The Boyfriend's mother gave me a cook book for Christmas. It's the Hummingbird Bakery Cookbook and it's a beautiful pink colour with lots of yummy photos of cakes on the front. Flicking through it I decided I loved the idea of everything in it and wanted to make it all. So for my 2015 challenge I'm going to make my way through the book, baking each of the recipes and posting the results, the reactions and the process! Since I'm not a fantastic cook but I love to bake I decided this would be a great way for me to learn some new skills!
Within this beautiful book there are 15 cupcake, 15 cake, 9 pie, 8 bar/slice, 6 muffin and 5 biscuit recipes. Yes - that's 58 recipes! That's four recipes a month... think I can do it? No, neither do I but I'm going to try my damn hardest to do it! After all, why set yourself an easy task when you could do something crazy?
So friends I'll keep you updated! I'm possibly going to start before the New Year, since I have so many to make and nothing to do with myself for the next few days!
Hope you all had a lovely Christmas!
Lots of love
HarrietCorey
xxx
It's the day after Boxing Day - Yay! You have officially made it through Christmas without being killed, nor I hope have you murdered any of your family members... If you have then please don't tell me!
I had a wonderful, wonderful Christmas and I'm truly lucky to have the friends and family that I do, with lots of quality time spent together and a fair amount of presents and food I think I've sufficiently revelled in the Christmas Cheer enough to last me right the way through to next December!
The thing I love most about Christmas is not being given presents, nor is it the food, but it's the look on someone's face when they open their presents from me! The best reaction this year goes to the boyfriend who upon opening his Northern Lights bath bomb spilt it all over himself, raised his eyebrows in confusion and muttered "well it's all water themed"... I thought he'd be smart enough to guess from the wind up whale coupled with the Northern Lights Lush bath bomb that I was taking him on holiday. He wasn't and he didn't and so his reaction when he opened a travel guide with a letter attached was priceless. Yes boyfriend, yes I am taking you to Iceland - best girlfriend ever? Oh I know!
Why am I posting? Oh I remember, I wanted to tell you about a new project I've decided to do! You see, The Boyfriend's mother gave me a cook book for Christmas. It's the Hummingbird Bakery Cookbook and it's a beautiful pink colour with lots of yummy photos of cakes on the front. Flicking through it I decided I loved the idea of everything in it and wanted to make it all. So for my 2015 challenge I'm going to make my way through the book, baking each of the recipes and posting the results, the reactions and the process! Since I'm not a fantastic cook but I love to bake I decided this would be a great way for me to learn some new skills!
Within this beautiful book there are 15 cupcake, 15 cake, 9 pie, 8 bar/slice, 6 muffin and 5 biscuit recipes. Yes - that's 58 recipes! That's four recipes a month... think I can do it? No, neither do I but I'm going to try my damn hardest to do it! After all, why set yourself an easy task when you could do something crazy?
So friends I'll keep you updated! I'm possibly going to start before the New Year, since I have so many to make and nothing to do with myself for the next few days!
Hope you all had a lovely Christmas!
Lots of love
HarrietCorey
xxx
Wednesday 24 December 2014
Christmas Eve?!
Aloha festive friends!
^ I don't know what that was about, I just felt like calling you all festive friends! Why? Well do you really need to ask? It's CHRISTMAS EVE!
Ok - so the capitals may be a bit much since I haven't been feeling very festive today but who cares? Unfortunately I'm starting to think that this sudden loss of festivity is natural for someone like me. I'm that girl who counts down the dreary November days refusing to do anything Christmas related until the moment it hits midnight on December 1st where I can be found decorating my room and blaring Christmas music as loudly as I can get away with. I then revel in the festive spirit, buying presents, drinking spiced cider, planning decorations and wishing everyone and anyone "Merry Christmas". Then it gets to the week of Christmas and suddenly I get really tired and nothing seems festive any more - I get called a grinch and told I'm selfish and have high expectations which can never be met.
It's a lie.
I've realised that this sudden sadness comes from the realisation that I have nothing else left to prep, my presents are under the tree and my boyfriend has been sent on his way gifts in hand. Whilst my family rush around last minute shopping I'm sat at home just waiting. It's just a sad fact that this year it's come really late and I've not got much time left to feel festive again. So I turned to a Facebook Group I'm part of, it's a group for people called "Sharkies" , and I can't possibly sum up how amazing they are in such a quick blog post but they're a group of wonderful people who wear, worship and rock Black Milk Clothing. (Seriously go check it out, it's Ah-mazing) From these lovely people I was sent lots of photos of pets with Christmas hats on, cats in front of twinkley lights and lots of kind messages but one lovely ladies advance stood out to me.
^ I don't know what that was about, I just felt like calling you all festive friends! Why? Well do you really need to ask? It's CHRISTMAS EVE!
Ok - so the capitals may be a bit much since I haven't been feeling very festive today but who cares? Unfortunately I'm starting to think that this sudden loss of festivity is natural for someone like me. I'm that girl who counts down the dreary November days refusing to do anything Christmas related until the moment it hits midnight on December 1st where I can be found decorating my room and blaring Christmas music as loudly as I can get away with. I then revel in the festive spirit, buying presents, drinking spiced cider, planning decorations and wishing everyone and anyone "Merry Christmas". Then it gets to the week of Christmas and suddenly I get really tired and nothing seems festive any more - I get called a grinch and told I'm selfish and have high expectations which can never be met.
It's a lie.
I've realised that this sudden sadness comes from the realisation that I have nothing else left to prep, my presents are under the tree and my boyfriend has been sent on his way gifts in hand. Whilst my family rush around last minute shopping I'm sat at home just waiting. It's just a sad fact that this year it's come really late and I've not got much time left to feel festive again. So I turned to a Facebook Group I'm part of, it's a group for people called "Sharkies" , and I can't possibly sum up how amazing they are in such a quick blog post but they're a group of wonderful people who wear, worship and rock Black Milk Clothing. (Seriously go check it out, it's Ah-mazing) From these lovely people I was sent lots of photos of pets with Christmas hats on, cats in front of twinkley lights and lots of kind messages but one lovely ladies advance stood out to me.
"1) treat every day like Christmas - love and give
and be grateful everyday if the year!
2) there's room for everyone on
the nice list - people make mistakes and any moment is the perfect
moment to accept that,
fund peace and move on peace and acceptance does not equal forgiveness
though, remember to be a cold hard bitch if someone has wronged you!
3) the best way of
spreading Christmas cheer is singing loud for all to hear - so go and sing
along to some Christmas tunes! I like Bruce Springsteen doing Santa Claus is
coming to town - or do something else you're good at just Christmas themed!
Like nails or makeup, writing a christmassy poem or story or going for a cold
walk with hot spicy tea at the end of it "
I have never felt so festive so quickly. I'm now sat in my Christmas jumper (courtesy of Alex) next to the Christmas tree with the lights twinkling in the corner of my eye and listening to very festive music, I'll admit it - I did just listen to Justin Beiber Mistletoe and I regret nothing, and so now I've regained some of my previous festive love.
I don't know why I decided that you my friends need to hear this advice too, maybe as a just in case. Christmas is after all just one day of the year, we spend all month waiting for this one day and it's going to end so quickly and I think it's ok to be a bit disappointed since we then have to wait a whole year to use the "Christmas excuse" to just be continually happy and generous and perfect.
So my new advice is don't put so much pressure on yourselves to make it perfect, I've done that every single year since I became old enough to buy my own presents and since I realised how important Christmas was. It's ok to just sit back and enjoy it for what is it! Stop worrying you've not got the right presents and don't fret that the Turkey will be overcooked! If those around you aren't feeling the festive spirit like you are then don't worry, there's nothing wrong with being excited for Christmas and there is absolutely nothing wrong with watching Love Actually on your own with a tin of celebrations. It may have been your family tradition before but there's nothing saying they have to do it with you! You are in control of how your Christmas goes, you can either be sad that it'll be over in 48 hours or you can throw yourself into that warm fuzzy pot of Christmas glitter and have a merry Christmas, your way.
So have fun wonderful people, I hope you eat too much and drink too much and above all enjoy every single minute of it,
Lots of festive love
HarrietCorey
xx
Sunday 7 December 2014
Conflict Time Photography.
Good evening friends, family and mice -
I promised myself that I would write about the exhibition I went to last Tuesday for my mother's birthday outing, I also promised I would do a detailed post about my Christmas decorations this year - So tonight is that night!
Without any more hesitation I give you my experience of the "Conflict Time Photography" exhibition at the Tate Modern (In London for those of you who don't know)
The "Conflict Time Photography" exhibition was unheard of to me, I had previously been to the Tate Modern and so I knew it's style and I was expecting an abstract and interesting display - However I didn't quiet expect to experience what I did.
"Conflict, Time, Photography takes it's starting point from the great challenge of looking back, considering the past without becoming frozen in the process." - this was written in a booklet given to us on entering the space. It's a few days later and so I cannot possibly remember everything I saw but there are some parts which I feel I must share with you and so I implore you to go and see the exhibition for yourself. Trust me, it's worth it!
The rooms were set out depending on how many years had past between the conflict and the photographs on display. These started from "moments later" and continued in rough decades until we reached 100 years later. The conflicts included were vast, not focused on any particular war like so many other exhibitions but ranged from the Crimea (1853-1856) to the present day conflicts of Afghanistan and Iraq.
This exhibition was unlike any other, when you imagine war photography you think of in the action, right on the front line, dead bodies and bloody scenes. Here? No, none of that. In fact in the entire gallery I saw one photo of some skeletons and that was it. Instead the exhibition focuses on what happens after, on the scenery and the artifacts left behind. From areal photographs of a desert strewn with machine debris to part of a spectacle found fused to someones eye socket. The most interesting part was you that you had to read the text alongside the image. All too often we see a photograph or look at some art and move on. We never stop to think. This exhibition made you do that, it forced you to see these landscapes and these objects in a new light and it did it well.
The most harrowing photographs which left the biggest impression on me were in the last room, they had been taken 99 years after WW1 entitled "Shot at Dawn". Chloe Dewe Mathews went back to some of the places where around 1.000 English, Belgian and French soldiers were shot for desertion. On the anniversary of their deaths, at the rough time they were shot Mathews did her own shooting, taking haunting photographs of normal landscapes where men were killed because they were, in most cases, too afraid to continue fighting. It's very easy to forget about war, what happens and the after effects - or in this case the lack of. When contemplating "Shot at Dawn" I felt a strange sense of unease, the same as if you were looking at a graveyard or photographs of dead bodies, people died here, and now it's been turned to art.
The exhibition really bought home the sense that we need to both look back and look forwards, that no amount of time can make up for what we have done to each other and done to our planet. Once you do something you cannot take that action back - I'm sure if we could go backwards we wouldn't have shot those deserters, we wouldn't have bombed Hiroshima and we wouldn't have followed Thatcher into war. But we did. Maybe not you and I, but as a human race we did those horrible, unthinkable things and now? Now we are left with the scars and memories and history textbooks telling us what we did and what others did wrong.
The worst part of the exhibition, above all of this, was the idea that we so often blame other people, So easily we can say "WWI and WWII were not our fault, we were doing what we had to do." but sometimes that's wrong, sometimes we were the ones, and by we I meant England, who caused the problems, who hurt the people and who helped bomb cities. I think we often forget that no matter how horrible others have been to us, we have been just as bad to them in return, if not worse. You could see separate galleries showing photos from the different wars but by juxtaposing Vietnam (1956-1975) to the Paris Commune (1871) via both World Wars, Afghanistan and everything in between then you can see a much larger picture and to be perfectly honest with you? It's scary.
I got a bit morbid there - I apologise, but in all seriousness if you get a chance go to the Tate Modern, then please do. Pay the mere £14.50 for entry and marvel at the forgotten moment, the left behind objects and the hidden pictures from a century of War and Conflict.
http://www.tate.org.uk/whats-on/tate-modern/exhibition/conflict-time-photography
Tate Modern: Exhibition
26 November 2014 – 15 March 2015
Adult £14.50 (without donation £13.10)
Concession £12.50 (without donation £11.30)
Under 12s go free (up to four per parent or guardian)
Anyway good friends, I'm heading to bed as it's very early in the morning! I shall show you my Christmas decorations later (I'm very excited for this) in the mean time, do have a look into the exhibition, it really is worth going to!
Sleep well and lots of love,
HarrietCorey
x
I promised myself that I would write about the exhibition I went to last Tuesday for my mother's birthday outing, I also promised I would do a detailed post about my Christmas decorations this year - So tonight is that night!
Without any more hesitation I give you my experience of the "Conflict Time Photography" exhibition at the Tate Modern (In London for those of you who don't know)
The "Conflict Time Photography" exhibition was unheard of to me, I had previously been to the Tate Modern and so I knew it's style and I was expecting an abstract and interesting display - However I didn't quiet expect to experience what I did.
"Conflict, Time, Photography takes it's starting point from the great challenge of looking back, considering the past without becoming frozen in the process." - this was written in a booklet given to us on entering the space. It's a few days later and so I cannot possibly remember everything I saw but there are some parts which I feel I must share with you and so I implore you to go and see the exhibition for yourself. Trust me, it's worth it!
The rooms were set out depending on how many years had past between the conflict and the photographs on display. These started from "moments later" and continued in rough decades until we reached 100 years later. The conflicts included were vast, not focused on any particular war like so many other exhibitions but ranged from the Crimea (1853-1856) to the present day conflicts of Afghanistan and Iraq.
This exhibition was unlike any other, when you imagine war photography you think of in the action, right on the front line, dead bodies and bloody scenes. Here? No, none of that. In fact in the entire gallery I saw one photo of some skeletons and that was it. Instead the exhibition focuses on what happens after, on the scenery and the artifacts left behind. From areal photographs of a desert strewn with machine debris to part of a spectacle found fused to someones eye socket. The most interesting part was you that you had to read the text alongside the image. All too often we see a photograph or look at some art and move on. We never stop to think. This exhibition made you do that, it forced you to see these landscapes and these objects in a new light and it did it well.
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| "Shot at Dawn" Chloe Dewe Mathews |
The exhibition really bought home the sense that we need to both look back and look forwards, that no amount of time can make up for what we have done to each other and done to our planet. Once you do something you cannot take that action back - I'm sure if we could go backwards we wouldn't have shot those deserters, we wouldn't have bombed Hiroshima and we wouldn't have followed Thatcher into war. But we did. Maybe not you and I, but as a human race we did those horrible, unthinkable things and now? Now we are left with the scars and memories and history textbooks telling us what we did and what others did wrong.
The worst part of the exhibition, above all of this, was the idea that we so often blame other people, So easily we can say "WWI and WWII were not our fault, we were doing what we had to do." but sometimes that's wrong, sometimes we were the ones, and by we I meant England, who caused the problems, who hurt the people and who helped bomb cities. I think we often forget that no matter how horrible others have been to us, we have been just as bad to them in return, if not worse. You could see separate galleries showing photos from the different wars but by juxtaposing Vietnam (1956-1975) to the Paris Commune (1871) via both World Wars, Afghanistan and everything in between then you can see a much larger picture and to be perfectly honest with you? It's scary.
I got a bit morbid there - I apologise, but in all seriousness if you get a chance go to the Tate Modern, then please do. Pay the mere £14.50 for entry and marvel at the forgotten moment, the left behind objects and the hidden pictures from a century of War and Conflict.
http://www.tate.org.uk/whats-on/tate-modern/exhibition/conflict-time-photography
Tate Modern: Exhibition
26 November 2014 – 15 March 2015
Adult £14.50 (without donation £13.10)
Concession £12.50 (without donation £11.30)
Under 12s go free (up to four per parent or guardian)
Anyway good friends, I'm heading to bed as it's very early in the morning! I shall show you my Christmas decorations later (I'm very excited for this) in the mean time, do have a look into the exhibition, it really is worth going to!
Sleep well and lots of love,
HarrietCorey
x
Tuesday 2 December 2014
Let's do this again.
Hello world, it's been a while -
Since I no longer have a Boyfriend around to distract my attention (he's still my Boyfriend he's just stuck up North) I've decided it's high time I get back to blogging and paying my lovely readers some attention (I'm trying to get some of you back! Please love me again)
So I have decided... I'm going to start again, with a new layout and a new page name and to top it all of I'm going to start a YouTube channel - in fact, I've already started it... so click the hyper link and see what I'm up to in the days leading up to Christmas. Since we all know it's by far my favourite time of the year.
Now m'dears this won't be a long post as I'm off to London with my parents for my mother's birthday (HAPPY BIRTHDAY) I think we are going to the Tate Modern, so I'll probably be posting about that tonight if I can get my editing software to work a bit better than last night.
Long story short? Hello! I'm back, I'm home, let's be friends again.
Loving you always
HarrietCorey
xxo
UPDATE: Well this failed fantastically, but I did then re-design my blog, forced it to grow up and now hopefully it should all be tickedy-boo! As for the Youtube channel? Yeah, that lasted a few days, Vlogmas is not the best time to start learning how to edit videos!
Since I no longer have a Boyfriend around to distract my attention (he's still my Boyfriend he's just stuck up North) I've decided it's high time I get back to blogging and paying my lovely readers some attention (I'm trying to get some of you back! Please love me again)
So I have decided... I'm going to start again, with a new layout and a new page name and to top it all of I'm going to start a YouTube channel - in fact, I've already started it... so click the hyper link and see what I'm up to in the days leading up to Christmas. Since we all know it's by far my favourite time of the year.
Now m'dears this won't be a long post as I'm off to London with my parents for my mother's birthday (HAPPY BIRTHDAY) I think we are going to the Tate Modern, so I'll probably be posting about that tonight if I can get my editing software to work a bit better than last night.
Long story short? Hello! I'm back, I'm home, let's be friends again.
Loving you always
HarrietCorey
xxo
UPDATE: Well this failed fantastically, but I did then re-design my blog, forced it to grow up and now hopefully it should all be tickedy-boo! As for the Youtube channel? Yeah, that lasted a few days, Vlogmas is not the best time to start learning how to edit videos!
Sunday 5 October 2014
So Here I am.
So I'm sat on my boyfriend's bedroom floor having spent the entire day packing his things, tidying his room and sorting things out. I asked him to transport everything downstairs into boxes so it can be packed into the van easily and neatly... it's taken him the best part of two hours. I am a very angry girlfriend. I have done the hard part. I am keeping it together. He is wondering about taking one handful of stuff at a time.
I haven't even hoovered yet.
It's the eve of Alex leaving and I feel like complete rubbish. He seems to be taking it in his stride, dawdling about and procrastinating at the last minute, and I'm sat on his floor with a glass of wine pretending I am fine. Well I'm not.
Alex has been a very big part of my life for the part year and a half and now that he's moving up North I'm starting to get that left-behind no-one wants you, good luck, have fun, entertain yourself, we don't give a shit feeling. I know that in fact, the only things I have to do are have fun and entertain myself but I can't help but think this is how pets feel when their owners go on holiday - maybe I should sit by the door howling until he returns... no, don't tempt me.
I know that in fact, I have six months of university left... that's all. Alex has signed a six month contract to his current place, which means that if, and I really do mean if, we manage to make the long distance thing work for six months we will eventually at the end of it all move into a place of out own. In Yorkshire.
Several things I have learnt about Yorkshire:
-It's 259 miles from my home
-It rains the majority of the time
-It's great if you like walking, painting, or speaking in a funny accent
-They have good shops, I'm talking Primark, Next, Shoezone, Asda
-It's a lot cheaper - £500 rent per month between two of us? Yes please.
-The theatre's seem to have a lot of shows on, normally a new one every day
As you can see, the fun Yorkshire facts are vaguely appealing, apart from the moving away from home - some of you lovely people might say "oh but what about the rain?" which would be a very valid point... if I wasn't extremely fond of all things rain related. Dancing in it, singing in it, jumping in the puddles, not to mention kissing in the rain. All highly romantic. Also the snow is said to be brrrrrr-illiant. Get it? Brrr.
On that terrible joke I'm going to go and find the bottle of wine, as my glass seems to have miraculously vanished.
Goodnight m'dears, sleep well and remember - a dream is a wish your heart makes.
HarrietCorey
xx
I haven't even hoovered yet.
It's the eve of Alex leaving and I feel like complete rubbish. He seems to be taking it in his stride, dawdling about and procrastinating at the last minute, and I'm sat on his floor with a glass of wine pretending I am fine. Well I'm not.
Alex has been a very big part of my life for the part year and a half and now that he's moving up North I'm starting to get that left-behind no-one wants you, good luck, have fun, entertain yourself, we don't give a shit feeling. I know that in fact, the only things I have to do are have fun and entertain myself but I can't help but think this is how pets feel when their owners go on holiday - maybe I should sit by the door howling until he returns... no, don't tempt me.
I know that in fact, I have six months of university left... that's all. Alex has signed a six month contract to his current place, which means that if, and I really do mean if, we manage to make the long distance thing work for six months we will eventually at the end of it all move into a place of out own. In Yorkshire.
Several things I have learnt about Yorkshire:
-It's 259 miles from my home
-It rains the majority of the time
-It's great if you like walking, painting, or speaking in a funny accent
-They have good shops, I'm talking Primark, Next, Shoezone, Asda
-It's a lot cheaper - £500 rent per month between two of us? Yes please.
-The theatre's seem to have a lot of shows on, normally a new one every day
As you can see, the fun Yorkshire facts are vaguely appealing, apart from the moving away from home - some of you lovely people might say "oh but what about the rain?" which would be a very valid point... if I wasn't extremely fond of all things rain related. Dancing in it, singing in it, jumping in the puddles, not to mention kissing in the rain. All highly romantic. Also the snow is said to be brrrrrr-illiant. Get it? Brrr.
On that terrible joke I'm going to go and find the bottle of wine, as my glass seems to have miraculously vanished.
Goodnight m'dears, sleep well and remember - a dream is a wish your heart makes.
HarrietCorey
xx
Friday 26 September 2014
Welcome To The Flip Side.
Hello old friends, hello new friends, hello to all you stragglers I left behind.
I'm back, maybe not with a bang but I am back, and for now I'm here to stay. A lot has happened since my last post to you, a whole year and a bit ago. Or at least, it feels like a lot!
Remember that guy? The box labelled and soon to be moving away guy? Well he's gone... going to Yorkshire the miracle being that at this moment in time we are planning on staying together, like really stay together and as far as things look when I finish university in 7 months time I'm going to move up there to be with him... jobs depending of course.
Remember B&Q? Well I left, I found a job at Primark with more hours, more money and more ways to progress... I left three months later. I won't bitch or complain, but fair warning if you're going to go work at Primark it's a very lonely place to work, especially for someone so sociable and chatty it drove me absolutely potty.
Remember University? I'm in my last and final year with nine hours a week and not much work to do I think..,
Remember Cheerleading? Yes, well I was a National Champion last year, had an accident and now I've been signed off and can't cheer this year.
So that's my life summed up into four tiny tiny paragraphs.
I guess the main question should be why am I back? What at this time possessed me to re-start and old failing blog with not many viewers? Honestly'? I feel like my life is starting to change a hell of a lot, boyfriend moving away, friends abroad, possibly moving to Yorkshire and I'm pre-empting that at some point in the near future it's all going to become a bit too much. So if I have this blog I will be able to talk to the world wide web about it, and then promptly move on and forget!
Hey! A blog is a lot cheaper than therapy!
See you soon m'dears,
Love you always
HarrietCorey
I'm back, maybe not with a bang but I am back, and for now I'm here to stay. A lot has happened since my last post to you, a whole year and a bit ago. Or at least, it feels like a lot!
Remember that guy? The box labelled and soon to be moving away guy? Well he's gone... going to Yorkshire the miracle being that at this moment in time we are planning on staying together, like really stay together and as far as things look when I finish university in 7 months time I'm going to move up there to be with him... jobs depending of course.
Remember B&Q? Well I left, I found a job at Primark with more hours, more money and more ways to progress... I left three months later. I won't bitch or complain, but fair warning if you're going to go work at Primark it's a very lonely place to work, especially for someone so sociable and chatty it drove me absolutely potty.
Remember University? I'm in my last and final year with nine hours a week and not much work to do I think..,
Remember Cheerleading? Yes, well I was a National Champion last year, had an accident and now I've been signed off and can't cheer this year.
So that's my life summed up into four tiny tiny paragraphs.
I guess the main question should be why am I back? What at this time possessed me to re-start and old failing blog with not many viewers? Honestly'? I feel like my life is starting to change a hell of a lot, boyfriend moving away, friends abroad, possibly moving to Yorkshire and I'm pre-empting that at some point in the near future it's all going to become a bit too much. So if I have this blog I will be able to talk to the world wide web about it, and then promptly move on and forget!
Hey! A blog is a lot cheaper than therapy!
See you soon m'dears,
Love you always
HarrietCorey
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