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By Nickie O'Hara on Sunday, February 28, 2010
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By Nickie O'Hara on Thursday, February 25, 2010
Mentioned on the Philofaxy blog this week were two articles from The Telegraph about the return of the Filofax:
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/uknews/7299814/The-Filofax-is-back.html (24th Feb 2010)
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/lifestyle/7308271/The-return-of-the-Filofax.html (25th Feb 2010)
Return? Well then, that must mean that there are a fair few of us that have been "on trend" for the past 25 years or so!
As I have blogged before, I love my Filofax. It does so much more for me than any iPhone, Blackberry or PDA could and I believe that if you don't accept or understand the concept of the Filofax then you'll just think that I'm plain daft. For me to write something down makes it permanent in my eyes - I can't just delete it and forget about it at the touch of a button and the writer in me loves putting pen to paper, especially when the majority of my life every day is spent in front of a computer screen. I appreciate the tactility of having all the information I need in once place and
- it doesn't have a battery that needs charging
- it will never "crash"
- it is instant
- it is very unlikely to get "hacked"
I'm currently transferring to two Filofaxes. I have been using my black leather A5 Metropol Zip for a couple of years now and it incorporates my work and personal life. I have decided to utilise my Personal sized Graphic Zip to house my project work and I've just got a little over excited on the Filofax UK website ordering extra inserts (I have a bit of a stationery
So, the question for today is are you going to pick up on this "new" trend or did you never give it up in the first place? If the answer is neither of the options, what is your current choice of diary management?
By Nickie O'Hara on
*Proud Parent Alert* My most ingenious ideas have come to me with only an evenings notice (yes, of course I ignored the original letter) and on each occasion
The first costume that created ripples around the primary school was when son #1 went as James from The Snowman (Who? The little boy that build The Snowman, of course!). That was simple - a pair of plaid pyjamas, a warm dressing gown, slippers and a small cuddly snowman. Sadly, no photograph exists of this amazing creation as it was cobbled together in the short space of time (7 minutes?) between breakfast and leaving the house at 8.30am.
This book was "Treasure Island" (well, Jake thought he was Jack Sparrow but we'll gloss over that for a few minutes).
Our model is wearing mummy's holiday bandana with "Ibiza" printed randomly across it, mummy's glittery "going out" scarf, mummy's work blouse and jacket with the sleeves rolled up, mummy's belt from her jeans and another of mummy's glittery "going out" scarves. Our model is wearing his own jeans and trainers and adopts an appropriate "AH-HAR" stance.
Next we have "Cat In The Hat". This 'favourite' took slightly more planning time. For this one, we started at approximately 7.30pm on the Wednesday night and finished at around 11.00pm The model had his picture taken at 8.15am the next day.
The hat is constructed from a pizza box base
Four pieces of A4 paper sellotaped together and then painted with pink poster paint
(we had no red)
All randomly stuck together and plonked on child's head
(please take note of how incredibly excited said child is to be wearing this hat)
Here we have the model wearing his own black t-shirt, black cords, and black pumps. He is also wearing his sister's black fingerless gloves. The white "tummy" was a haphazardly cut piece of white A4 printer paper, snatched from daddy's printer. The neckerchief is the bottom three inches of mummy's second favourite red top.
So the key is not to plan anything until the night before, at the earliest. First prizes all round... kudos in the school playground... brilliant pictures for the slideshow at the child's 18th birthday part. Everyone is a winner.
Now, I need some inspiration for this year...
By Nickie O'Hara on Tuesday, February 23, 2010
A link flashed up in my Facebook feed earlier and I gawped in horror... THE BODY is back and this time it's being used as OUTERWEAR and not underwear!!
Now, I'm no fashonista but the last time I wore one of these was in the early 1990's and it was one of the most uncomfortable experiences that I have ever had.
- They are never long enough for my body
- The "smooth lines" they create just emphasise all the flaws; the lumps and bumps
- Fastening them up requires me to become a contortionist and fold myself in half somehow. And if, god forbid, I'm wearing my glasses, as soon as I bend over and look between my legs then the glasses slide down my nose and swing from my ears rendering me almost blind
- Going to the toilet is impossible as I have to re-create Point #3
- They unfasten at the most inopportune times
- I'm forever picking the material out from between my arse cheeks
Footnote: Do NOT search for "body stocking" on Google, on a work computer, without the safe search activated.
By Nickie O'Hara on Monday, February 22, 2010
I love shoes. I love boots. I like wedges. I love trainers. I love pumps. I love flip-flops. I don't really get on with sandals. I think my taste in shoes and boots is not what you'd think from me - I veer from one extreme to the other.
The boots on the right are my latest purchase and the BIGGEST bargain I have ever experienced.
A fellow member of a parenting forum announced that her brother-in-law's online shoe company was going into administration so we were to make bids for the footwear that was available on his website. Being the nosy person that I am, I navigated over to the website and fell off my chair when I looked at the prices. The shoes were £75 and more!!! And they were U.G.L.Y. For a laugh, I carried on browsing through the pages and spotted some boots that looked almost normal.
I stared longingly at them...
Then I saw the price...
ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY NINE ENGLISH POUNDS!!!
But this is a guy who needs to get rid of stock. And quick. So I sent a message to my friend and asked what sort of prices he was expecting. She said that she didn't know but knew that he would accept "silly offers". Ooohhh, a challenge.
I emailed him, offering £20, expecting to be ignored, but this was seriously all I could afford - even as a treat for myself. He emailed me back within the day, explaining that he couldn't accept less than £29 but would only charge me £3 for delivery.
I unplugged the laptop, sidled up to my husband, showed him the boots, reminded him of the chainsaw that I'd just bought him from eBay (don't ask!) and told him to transfer some money into my Paypal account.
*ha ha ha ha ha* they are all mine!!! *strokes screen*
This is my other "extreme footwear".
My New Rocks 710's
All £120 of them - delivered direct from Spain
I won a good chunk of money in a radio competition and had been admiring these for ages. As I'd never won a substantial amount of money before - and it had been earmarked as "splurge" money - I decided to go all out and buy these.
Fuck me, they hurt the back of my heels but the look on people's faces is SO worth it!
I have loads of other types of shoes - my black & yellow Dunlops, the black Mary Jane work shoes and my purple Dr Martens spring to mind - and I don't think I'll ever settle into one style... that's just not me.
By Nickie O'Hara on
Again, this morning, the determined child mentioned an extra trip to the toilet and a slight belly rumble. Pah! I AM MOTHER, HEAR ME ROAR!!! I zipped up his lunch bag, made sure that son #1 had his lunch money, threw my coat on, defrosted the car and made the usual tribal call of GETYOURARSEINTHECARNOW-ITSTIMETOGO.... I stopped at the shop on the way for milk for work and booted him out of the car at the school gates, slowing down to an almost-stop.
It's my husband on the phone:
"Hello love. The school have phoned. Jake has been sick everywhere so I've to go and pick him up. Oh, and by the way, my stomach has been a little off too. See you at half-five..."
Um... ok. Two family members down, two to go. Oh joy!
And you know that I'm going to be greeted with a grumpy "I told you I was ill" when I get home, don't you?
By Nickie O'Hara on Sunday, February 21, 2010
|Jumper - cross-stitched using "knit stitch"|
My mother-in-law is now the proud owner of all my rubber stamps and a large box of "bit's and pieces that might be useful for card-making" after it was found in the spare room and I realised that I hadn't touched it for over a year. I thought it was safe to say that the novelty had worn off.
I think that now the same can be said for my most recent knitting project. When I found out my daughter was expecting her first baby I decided that Nana-to-be would knit the baby a cardigan. I scoured the craft stall at our local market for just the right coloured wool, purchased the correct sized needles, waved a dismissive hand at the rolling eyes and the "you'll never finish it" comments from various family members and cast on 70-odd stitches.
For two weeks I slaved at that cardigan, watching my project grow and develop. Then I had an assignment due for my Open University course so something had to give. The knitting was safely stored in my craft bag and put behind the chair, ready for the following week when stress-time was over.
My granddaughter is now 14 months old and this is what I found today:
The positive is that my daughter is pregnant again so I could attempt to finish it. But there's another two assignments due... I think I'll cross-stitch her something instead. At least I know I'll finish that.
By Nickie O'Hara on Friday, February 19, 2010
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(yes, I'm sure you know that link by now - it's like a weekly advert, isn't it? *yawn*)
By Nickie O'Hara on Thursday, February 18, 2010
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By Nickie O'Hara on Monday, February 15, 2010
Ever efficient, Heather set about organising everybody and letting us know who to send our first Secret Post Club parcel to. Fast forward to today and mine has arrived!!!
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So, how do I move the goalposts myself and *still* achieve one-upmanship? Oh yes, I know... a list of childhood memories - the stuff that makes me yearn for "ye olde days" of being a child, with no cares in the world.
|The Noveltones - Left Bank Two .mp3|
|Found at bee mp3 search engine|
I'm now off for a lie down in a darkened room...
So, who to tag now?? I think I'd like to see a childhood memory (just one, no need to go mad like me, unless you want to, of course) of the following:
A Mothers Ramblings
Not Such A Yum Mum
If you've been tagged, when you've written your blog post, please come back and leave the link here: