Feeling Better Kid Style With #VicksTricks

It’s Winter, it’s cold and the kids are forever picking up something. It can be quite miserable for everyone involved when they do. Britmums have set a Vicks Tricks challenge and asked us bloggers to chat about the things we do to help our little ones feel better when they are poorly.


When my children aren’t feeling 100% I try to get them smiling again, to take their minds off feeling rotten. To help us along the way we also received a goody bag from Britmums which included the lovely bedtime book  ‘The Rabbit who wants to fall asleep’ some cute finger puppets, some all-important Vicks First Defence and some magic tricks videos you can try at home as you can see below.

Vicks have conducted some consumer research, which looks at British parents most common at home remedies. Here are the key findings:
• Over half (52%) of parents said that rest was the most important thing for making children feel better
• This was followed by ‘medicine’, which 40% of parents rely on
• More than a third of parents (36%) believe in the power of TLC
And when it comes to keeping children entertained:
• Three out of four (75%) British parents put on the TV or a DVD
• Over a quarter (27%) read to their children
• 1 in 10 parents get really creative; either telling jokes (8%) or even do magic tricks (2%)
Family Psychologist Corinne Sweet highlights that “one of the most powerful antidotes to sickness developing further, is parental care and concern.”
Corinne advises that “listening to a story or watching a film is a good idea, as it is soothing and promotes laughter (an immune booster). But don’t let them play video games, watch scary films or spend hours on screens. This will keep their minds over-stimulated, when their immune systems need gentler stimulation and rest.”

The ways I try to help when my children have a cold are:

  1. Get the duvets downstairs, snuggle up nice and warm.
  2. Put a great Disney movie on or some funny cartoons – we love Adventure Time, Clarence and Gumball. All great for a good giggle, guaranteed to make anyone feel better.
  3. Good old Vicks Original Vaporub, rub on the chest and my Mum swears on the sole of the feet. Says it always worked for us when we were little and so it’s a tradition that has carried on. You’d know the smell of it anywhere! Definitely helps you breathe easier.
  4. A cuddle from their favourite soft toy. For my son it’s Luigi (obsessed with Mario Bros that one) and for my daughter Bebe the puppy.
  5. Vicks First Defence spray is brilliant for when you spot the signs of 1 of them coming down with something you can get the rest of the family using it to stop the cold before it gets any worse.
  6. Making handwashing and fun with some really bright coloured yummy smelling handwashes.
  7. Lots of cuddles and reading books together, makes sure they relax and you get to spend some quality time together. It can be hard to get to sleep when you’re all bunged up so The Rabbit who wants to go to sleep is a great book to try and help them drift off.
  8. Nice warm drinks, mine really like some hot chocolate. None of them like honey so we can’t try a hot honey and lemon drink although other children would enjoy it i’m sure.


This post is an entry for the #VicksTricks campaign.

*We were sent the items to help with the writing of this post*

Nurture Prize Bundle Giveaway


I’ve teamed up with the lovely people at Natural Immune Products, producer of the healthy children’s drinks Nurture Fruity Water+, to offer five lucky readers the chance to win a fabulous Nurture prize bundle – worth £25 each – which includes:

* A Firsty plush neck pillow (available in pink or blue) for comfy travel

* A Nurture puzzle book to challenge little minds

* A Nurture growth chart to measure our growing kiddies

* PLUS 4 mess-free pouches of Nurture’s delicious drinks to include Cherry & Strawberry Fruity Water+ and Orange & Pineapple Fruity Water+


Nurture Fruity Water+, sold in Boots, Holland & Barrett and Ocado, is targeted specifically at young children (aged from 1 year) with added nutrients to support immunity and lower naturally occurring sugar. Made with 45% natural juice and 55% water, as well as nutrients that support immunity, bones, and teeth (scientifically proven with EU health claims) – Nurture Fruity Water+ contains no added sugar and less than 1 teaspoon of naturally occurring sugar per 100ml. What’s more, it is school approved and offers the UK’s first mess-free pouch for on-the-go convenience.

Nurture Fruity Water+ was created to support children’s immunity and help busy, on-the-go families stay healthy.It’s the first functional drink of its kind targeted specifically at young children (from 1 year). Nurture is the story of parents Lucie and Derek Sanders. With three children of their own, they were on a mission to create a children’s drink that not only tastes delicious but is healthy, thanks to its natural goodness. Driven by a firm belief that if children consume less sugar from an early age, they will be less inclined to develop a ‘sweet tooth’ and more inclined to make healthy consumption choices later on, Lucie and Derek have focused on flavours that kids love. Nurture Fruity Water+ is all about nurturing our little ones’ healthy habits for life. Out with sugar, and in with flavour!

For a chance to win enter via the Rafflecopter below. Visit nurtureimmunity.com for stockists and information.

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5. The winners will be drawn at random from all qualifying entries.
6. The giveaway will run until Midnight 04/03/17.
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Various Vacant Valentine’s

Having chatted to my son’s girlfriends Mum (stay with me) and her telling me how lovely my son is to her daughter as her first boyfriend and with Valentine’s soon to be upon us it made me think about the types of boyfriend I’ve had in the past. It didn’t all go well for me (although I am happy now) as I’m sure it didn’t for many others…

Mr First Love

The one who broke your heart for the first time. The one that made you cry snotty tears on your Dad’s shoulder for weeks til he got fed up and told you to stop bloody whinging or he’d go round and kick his scrawny little arse. You cried every time you heard sad songs on the radio and he’s the one that made your Mum say “there’s plenty more fish in the sea” and you’d scream “but I wanted him, I hate everyone. It’s so unfair.”


Door slam.

“Stop slamming the bloody doors.”

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Mr friends with benefits

Not actually a boyfriend but that one ‘friend’ that you occasionally fell into bed with after a few too many cocktails. The one you probably had a secret crush on for years and so you put in 10/10 for effort (except that, never that) in the hope they’d wake up one morning and see that you’re the love of their life. Unlikely if you wake up looking like Worzel Gummidge on a bad hair day. He’s happy getting his rocks off and you’ll do.

Mr Nice

The guy who can’t do enough for you, buys you endless flowers, teddy bears and chips on his way home from work but if you’re anything like me and don’t have a romantic bone in your body then it will start to grate after a while. You face the task of telling the poor sod that it’s not him it’s you. You’re not ready for a relationship blah, blah and feel like the world’s biggest bitch.


Mr should have been

He asked you out, you said no because he has a crap curtains haircut or something and by the time you realise that actually you fancied him all along, he’s seeing someone else (cow) you finally give up on him dumping her and find someone else only to find him single again and so it goes on. Maybe you ended up with him, maybe you didn’t.

Mr out of your league and a bit of a twat 

He’s in a cool band, he’s all piercings, tattoos and awesome hair. Women throw their knickers at him. You can’t believe he’s chosen you to go out with. It’s great. Until you start to hear the rumours about him seeing other girls and him even parading them in front of you like you’d clap and say “good show,old bean”. One day when you see through the pretty face you’ll realise he was pretty much an arsehole all along.


Mr only after one thing

He took you to the cinema or for a nice meal (probably to Pizza Hut but we’ll let that slide) he’s walked you home, he goes for the kiss then it all goes a bit Pete Tong. He suddenly turns into a frigging octopus. Slimy…erm…tentacles all over the place. A few slaps later and he’s all offended. He bought you an extra bowl of onion rings for God’s sake. Surely he should get something in return? Sod off mate and don’t come back.

Mr I can’t tell the truth to save my life

He’s a natural born liar. He’s not just economical with the truth, he tells massive whoppers. He tells you on the phone he’s out having a ‘messy’ night with the lads when you can quite blatantly hear the Eastenders theme tune in the background. He says he can’t come over because he’s broken his leg playing football but 3 days later he turns up with sod all wrong with his leg. He’s visited Mars and his aunt is Lady Gaga. Bloody weirdo.

How many of these have you met? Any others you could add?


The Tipple Lovers Valentine’s Gift Guide

Valentine’s Day is soon to be upon us (for anyone that’s from the planet Zog it’s on the 14th Feb). Whether you’ve been in a relationship for a while or just starting out it can be difficult to know what to buy. Here are a few ideas from online drinks vendor 31 Dover for those of you that like a drink and want something special for your Valentine.


1. Warner Edwards Victoria Rhubarb Gin 20cl £19.95

Pretty in Pink and with it’s own tin this Gin is made with hand picked Queen Victoria Rhubarb from a Crown Estate farm.

2. Pothecary Gin 10CL & Chocolates In Gift Box £22.95

Includes a sweet little bottle of gin and two highly original new sweet treats from Miss Witt Chocolates using their signature water ganache. The chocolates made from Venezuelan 40% milk chocolate and featuring Lavender and Sicillian Lemon flavours are sure to be a hit.

3. Men’s Society Make Your Own Leather Hipflask Kit £34.95

This nifty little  kit contains a 30oz hip flask and everything you need to make your own leather hipflask case  including leather pieces, a leather punch, needles and thread, the manual and even a practice leather piece too. Great for when you want something a bit different for the man (or woman) in your life!

4. Peated Malts Of Distinction Miniature Gift Pack From Beam Suntory £17.95

This of 4 5cl miniature peated malt whiskies including Ardmore Legacy, Connemara Original, Bowmore Small Batch and Laphroaig Select and includes a booklet about the peated whisky production process.

5. The SloeGasm Cocktail Bundle £47.95

Containing 1 bottle of  Chapel Down Blanc de Blancs Brut 2009 and 1 bottle of Sipsmith Sloe Gin it’s everything you need to make a naughty but nice Sloegasm cocktail to share 😉

6. Smirnoff Electric Berry Group Shots £32.95

This bundle includes a bottle of Smirnoff Berry Electric Vodka Liqueur and 4 stainless steel metal shot glasses for you to share the love and enjoy with friends.


 *This is a collaborative post*

Lego Family Movies

A family movie night is always a winner in our house and a LEGO movie night is even better! With the LEGO Batman movie shortly coming out (think I’m more excited than the kids). Here are some LEGO movie suggestions if you fancy doing the same. Close the curtains, turn off the lights and get your popcorn on! We do this on rainy days too (plenty of those here in Wales) to stop the kids from climbing the walls! They’re all family friendly so no need to worry about violence or naughty words! lego-movie-dvd-covers-justice-league-batman-superman

1. The LEGO Movie
An ordinary Lego construction worker, thought to be the prophesied ‘Special’, is recruited to join a quest to stop an evil tyrant from gluing the Lego universe into eternal stasis.

2. Justice League Vs Bizarro League
It’s up to the Justice League to team up with their bizarre counterparts to stop Darkseid and save the galaxy!

3. Justice League – Attack of The Legion of Doom
Get ready for the bricks to fly when Superman, Batman, Wonder Woman and the rest of the Justice League face off against the world’s greatest super villains!

4. Justice League – Gotham City Breakout
Batman goes on vacation and chaos erupts in Gotham.

5. Justice League – Cosmic Clash Original Movie
When Brainiac zaps Superman, Wonder Woman, and Green Lantern, Batman and Flash have to go back in time to save them.

6. Batman The Movie – DC Super Heroes Unite
When the Joker and Lex Luthor form an alliance, Batman must team up with the Justice League in order to stop them.

The LEGO Movie is one of my favourite films to watch with the children and if you’ve seen it before you’ll know that ‘Everything is Awesome’. Do your kids love LEGO as much as ours?



*I was sent the products for the purposes of this post however all opinions remain honest and my own*


My Top 10 Parenting Fails!

Let’s be honest, no parent is perfect.We all make mistakes,balls things up regularly and I’m sure most of us have thoughts such as “what the hell am I meant to do now?” when faced with a new baby to look after alone! So here are some of the things I’ve naffed up so far – and these are just the ones I haven’t hidden in the ‘too embarrassed to remember’ memory banks!

1.The time I forgot to pack sick bags for my child who got terrible car sickness and as I had a brand spanking new courtesy car at the time I didn’t want him vomming all over it I had to give him my freshly bought day old handbag. Couldn’t face washing it out and had to bin it!

2.The time I left it 2 seconds longer than I should have to find out why my daughter was quiet only to find her in the bathroom covering herself in tooth paste. Mmmm Minty fresh!


3.The time the hubby and I were  brave whilst we were potty training and took our daughter to his Mum’s without a clean pull-up.Cue wet patch on her settee and cream carpet. Awkward.

4.The time I thought “what harm could it do?” if I let my little man eat Coco Pops on the living room floor.What could possibly go wrong. Right?


5.The time I didn’t check that we did, in fact, still have spare clothes in the boot of the car and let the kids play in the stream. Cue poor little 6 year old boy crying on the way home as the makeshift cover-up hoody “looked like a skirt”.

6.The time,whilst baking with the kids, I said “don’t touch anything” while I went to get something. Came back to find my kitchen like a scene from Frozen. No pics sadly,was too traumatized.

7.The time my Mum was watching Countdown and every time the Countdown clock got to the end my 3 year old shouted “Effing hell” to this day I have NO idea where on earth he got it from as I never watch it! Fair to say she was horrified – although I’m sure I saw a sneaky smirk as she turned away.

8.The time I forgot to give my son his dinner money, on ringing the secretary to apologise and ask if they could provide him with a lunch and I would pay later I was met with a stony silence – I’m sure she was pressing the speed dial for Social Services. Surely I can’t have been the first – or last?!

9.The time my 2 year old daughter did a runner in Asda only to be picked up giggling and brought back by the Security Guard, in the meantime her Father and I had 3 heart attacks each and lost at least 10 years off our lives!

10.The time I got on the bus and this pic was scrawled on the seat in front.I’m ashamed to say I absolutely wet myself and the kids thought I’d completely lost the plot and wanted to know why I was laughing. Obvs I said it was because there was a silly man making faces outside!




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Turning A Blind Eye

One of my favourite bloggers namely Alan at OMG It’s A Girl wrote this post about Domestic Violence and how people can sometimes not intervene in arguments if they walked past them in the street for fear of what might happen if they do. Today I’m writing something in a similar vein but this time it’s involving children.

If you saw a child being ‘picked on’ would you do something about it? Or would you turn a blind eye? Today I witnessed a group of children, around 9 or 10 at a guess on the school playground who were having what I thought was a disagreement. I dropped my own child to his class and on walking back past them to take my other child I realised this wasn’t just a disagreement, it was more than that. It was a child threatening another child, taking his bag and not letting him have it back and when I intervened throwing it in a muddy puddle.

But what really surprised me in all of this was the amount of people who just walked past. These are parents, I’d like to think that if something like this was happening to my own children that someone would step in and stop it. I’m not saying they were wrong for walking on but I felt I had to stop and say something. I have no idea whether this was just a one off after a tiff perhaps  a lost game of football, or something that’s been going on for longer. I’m not saying it was bullying at all as this was just one incident I was witness to. But if I hadn’t done something there and then I know that I would have tormented myself wondering what had happened after I’d left.

Recently, far too close to home there has been a case of a young teen taking her own life after being bullied. How do things get so very bad that a girl just starting out in life with everything to look forward to gets to the stage where she feels the only way out is suicide? As a parent you want to protect your child from the bad things in life and bullying is unfortunately something that has happened for a long time. The rise of social media doesn’t help as you only have to scroll through a teenagers feed to know that there’s a very fine line between so called ‘banter’ and something far more sinister. One child may shrug it off but another may be far more sensitive, when I think of myself as a teen I was an overthinker, a worrier. I had braces, a bit of name calling was the worst I ever had. Should you feel lucky though for not having been bullied though? Of course not. It should be the norm. Unfortunately though there are far too many people who have been bullied and not just in the playground. We all need to do more to stop it, where we can.

There are people you can turn to if you do feel you are being bullied or know someone who is and you want to help them. If you are being bullied there are people who will be willing to listen, to help. Please don’t try to cope alone. These are just a few of the places that can help.

Have you ever come across a situation you thought maybe needed someone to intervene? Have you walked past and wished you hadn’t? Have you been a victim of bullying and wished somebody had?



Sweet Champions Done Adulting Box Giveaway

I thought once I hit around 30 I’d feel like a proper adult. Nope. I was wrong. Researchers for a poll by Tangerine confectionery – makers of Sweet Champions Sweets – polled 2,000 Brits over the age of 30 and found they did not consider themselves an adult until 33. Not sure I go along with that as  I may look older but I definitely don’t feel it.

The fabulous people at Candyland Sweet Champions kindly sent me a Done Adulting box, which contained lots of sweets (win!) to help me embrace my inner kidult when I’ve had a hard day adulting. It contains all my favourite retro sweets such as Refreshers, Black Jacks, Fruit Salad and Sherbert Dip Dabs.


A copy of the bestselling book ‘Adulting. How I become a Grown-Up in 468 Easy(ish) Steps’ by Kelly Williams Brown.


A Kidult Colouring Book with pictures to colour in of all your favourite retro sweets.

Lastly some stickers for when you’ve really had a good go at this adulting lark!


How many of these signs you’re a kidult can you tick off?


  1. Watch whole box-sets in a weekend
  2. Have recently got a tattoo
  3. Have set up a Whatsapp group with your friends
  4. Used a Snapchat selfie filter on your profile pic
  5. Listen to Radio 1
  6. Voted for someone on the X Factor
  7. Have gone to a music festival
  8. Have bought a must-have pair of trainers
  9. Regularly raid the sweetie cupboard for treats
  10. Have ridden a scooter to work/on the school run
  11. Owned a novelty phone case
  12. Queued for a new Iphone
  13. Downed a pint in one
  14. Worn skinny jeans
  15. Used a selfie stick
  16. Love eating a Sherbert Fountain or Dip Dab
  17. Worn a band t-shirt
  18. Worn ripped jeans
  19. Gone abroad on a stag or hen do
  20. Edited Social Media photos to make you look younger/ more attractive
  21. Bought a pet rather than have a baby
  22. Dumped a partner because you weren’t ready for anything serious
  23. Use nicknames for all your friends
  24. Let your parents do your washing, housework, DIY or gardening
  25. Asked your parents to borrow money
  26. Watched shows like TOWIE/Made in Chelsea/Ex on the beach/Love Island/Kardashians
  27. Have gone straight to work after a night out
  28. Stayed up all night playing computer games
  29. Worn fancy dress for Halloween
  30. Dyed your hair a crazy colour.

I ticked off 17 so not quite as kidult as I thought. My worst is raiding the sweetie cupboard. Naughty. My fave sweets as a kid were Frosties Cola sweets so I was delighted to find some in my Done Adulting box!!

Now I’m giving my lovely readers a chance to win a Sweet Champions Done Adulting Box for themselves! Enter via the Rafflecopter below!


1. The competition is open to residents of the UK only.
2. There is no cash alternative offered.
3. To enter, please use the rafflecopter widget above.
4. The winner will be drawn at random from all qualifying entries.
5. The giveaway will run until Midnight 29/1/17
6. Once the giveaway is over the winner will be contacted for their details to arrange postage of their prize 🙂


*We were sent the box free for the purpose of this post however all opinions remain honest and my own*

Is Moving Out All It’s Cracked Up To Be?

Moving out. Not all it’s cracked up to be is it? Listening to my 18 year old  chatter about how great it will be when he moves out makes me think back *cough* 20 years ago to the times when I thought i was young and free. Yeah….

The first place I shared with a friend was an absolute dive. Oh dear lord it was horrific. Think of that place in your town or city that no-one wants to live in. That really horrible arsehole end of town that people make a face at when you mention it. People grip their handbags for dear life when even just walking around the outskirts of it. That’s where we lived.

The day we moved in (myself and another girl) we had already had a right day of it. Picture it. We’d gone to a local property management bloke who had been recommended because he didn’t ask for thousands up front and as we both had jobs but didn’t earn a mint it sounded ideal to us young, naive girls. Not sure what he was recommended for as he had no more knowledge of being a professional landlord  than I have of astro physics. He told us he had the perfect property for us. Oh how excited we were. Two 18 year olds moving their suitcases of, well… basically shoes, into a new place of our own. It was gorgeous, spacious and clean with a fantastic view. We’d only just started putting our clobber away when in through the door comes a couple. “What the f**k are you doing in our flat?” they spit at us. “Um, Mr X rented it to us” “well he can bloody well unrent it then it’s ours we’ve signed for it, get him on the phone”. This was back in the day when mobiles had only just come out. I picked up my brick to ring him. “I’m ever so sorry I’ve made a mistake” he says. “I’ll come and pick you up, I have just the place for you”. Shoes get bunged back into suitcases and off we go in the back of his Mcdonald’s wrappered car. He took us through the door and the wonder awaited us.

Just the place. JUST THE PLACE?

The excited giggles didn’t last long. They soon turned to shock. Then horror. The bright blue carpet in the front room had hundreds of pine needles stuck in it – I would later find myself on hands and knees with a pair of tweezers attempting to remove them. Hours of my life wasted. Half the floorboards were pulled up. Mr X told us this was because the electrics were being looked at. Speculation later from other friends was that there had been a drugs bust and we were living in some kind of Heroin hidey hole. Gawd. Although there was a handyman type guy who came around and disappeared down under the floor several times a day and once stood on a ladder to ‘fix the boiler’, I heard a spark and I kid you not he flew halfway across the room. Up he gets and starts jumping up and down on the spot stammering “I’m fine”.

Mr X told us the place was fully furnished. Bit economical with the truth there. It was to a degree but on looking at the bedrooms we realised they were full of stuff. Not just furniture but piles and piles of crap. We were told we couldn’t throw anything away as they belonged to the homeowner and as we were both about to go to work we felt we had no choice but to sign or find ourselves homeless. Pride stopped us from running back home after making such a big deal about leaving. When I got to work someone asked me if I was ok and I burst out crying. They thought someone had died. I put them right of course and told them that I’d just moved into the biggest sh*thole of a house known to man.

After work we got home and had a really good look around. On the plus side (the only one really) it had a gorgeous bathroom huge and really tidy. There was an attic type hatch in there, I never did find out where it led as the only time I put my hand in to feel around I pulled out a pile of dirty magazines, hastily shoved them back in and closed it forever. I would later be found on the loo, pants round my ankles in a cider induced slumber in that bathroom. Good job there were no camera phones then I can tell you. Got a lot of ribbing for that one from the group of friends stood in the doorway to laugh at my misfortune. The sods.


My brother in our stylish living area.Yes that is an upturned coffee table.No I don’t know why.

There were 3 bedrooms. 1 of which had a random red lightbulb. It was from then on known as ‘the red room’. It was one of those rooms that gave you the heebie jeebies. It was floor to ceiling full of ‘things’ I say things because I actually have no real idea what was in there as I scarpered a bit quick. That room just wasn’t right. We ended up sharing a bed in the main bedroom because we didn’t want to move all the stuff off the middle bed. Lord only knows what you might find in there. People, dogs, whole family of rabbits. Who knows?


A teenage me in my luxurious bedroom.

Mr X also turned out to be a right weirdo who entered the house whenever he felt like it especially if the rent was more than 3 minutes late. Once I caught him coming through the door having leapt out of bed and down the stairs and he said in a leary fashion “oh that nightie is really see through” (it wasn’t) and that was actually an occasion where I told him to “knob off out of my house.”

I eventually moved from there to a much tidier flat in a nice part of town and life was much different. Maybe doing it the way I did was a learning curve, did me good. Or maybe I should have just admitted to my Mum the place was a dive and gone home. C’est La Vie.

Did you move out into a sensible place or did you too live in a craphole?


Modern Dad Pages

It’s Christmas When…

When you’re up to your eyeballs in fighting kids and sprouts – they do make great missiles I’ll grant you but pack it in I actually really like them. Actually they make pretty good weapons before AND after they’ve been eaten. Stinky.

When you’ve run out of room to hide the presents and you find yourself screaming ‘nooooooo’ every time you hear someone open a cupboard door even if the poor sod is just trying to get the Shreddies out with a look of fear in their eye.

When you think you might die if you have to set foot inside another sodding shop where everyone walks at the pace of a snail and you find yourself cuddled up to the most unsavoury of characters in the scrum at Argos. Sweaty armpit to the face. Cheers then. You think it’s freezing outside so you wear your ‘big’ coat out but then you feel like a roasted turkey after 10 minutes inside a shop.

When you don’t know whether to choose the golden goose egg, unicorn poo or dinkleberry infused sausage meat so you buy them all then panic about what the hell you’re going to do with it ‘cos the freezer is already threatening to burst open at any moment throwing your satay sticks and 4000 mega pack of Iceland mini sausage rolls all over the kitchen.

When you’ve whispered “ffs give me a break”435 times between 6.30 and 9am but the kids continue to Karate Kid each other and the other half can’t find ‘the thing’ they’re looking for even though it’s right there, right there bloody looking at them. Argghhh.

When you’ve threatened the kids with the naughty list so many times even Santa himself is thinking he’d quite like to use up some of his annual leave to have a Groupon bargain spa day and slob around in his vest and pants. That suit gets a bit ‘chafey’ you know?!

When you’ve already replaced 3 boxes of Quality Street because they were there, taunting you. Calling out to you while you were minding your own business watching Eastenders. Such attention whores.

When you still have to work Christmas Eve and look longingly at everyone else with their bucket sized glass of Baileys photographed in their hand in front of the twinkly Christmas Tree. I don’t hate them *gritted teeth* I don’t. I just hope it curdles, you gits.

You know it’s Christmas. It’s easy to feel stressed and like you just can’t wait for it to be over and nothing you do is ever good enough. I was feeling like this up until today but then 2 different people at different times came into my workplace to bring me a present just for being there. Now these people are just people who I wouldn’t have said I’d done anything particularly special for but they saw it differently. I had listened, maybe I’d pulled a few strings and then put it out of my mind but something I’d done had made a difference to these people.

So you know what?

I am bloody good enough and I can’t wait for the Big Red Man.

Merry Christmas You Filthy Animals!