Tuesday, 20 May 2014

Say Hello to Circusmum - all the Way from London

As part of Digital Parents Blog Swap I had the opportunity to "meet" the lovely Tinuke and discover her blog.  Below is her post which I'm super excited to share with you all to give an insight into life living in London.

Hi my name is Tinuke, I'm 29 years old and have a five year old daughter called Princess.  Nope it's not her real name though I admit to having been tempted to add it to her birth certificate when we went to register her! My blog is called Circus Mums because I feel that when I started the blog some three years ago, I was trying to juggle so many different acts at once.  I was new to motherhood, trying to figure out my career path, trying to find time for friendships and socialising, trying to be a good partner and still trying to figure out my place in the world.  To be fair, most of those balls are still up in the air, three years on.

We live in London and try to make the most of the great, sprawling, historic city around us.  The juxtaposition of old whitewashed stone architecture with shiny, steel and glass modern buildings is breathtaking when you walk around the The West End, The City, The Docklands, or even through some urban areas.  We can spend ages in museums, being transported back in time, filling our daughter's head with new facts or fuelling her imagination, exploring art galleries or watching plays.

With all the buildings around, it may be surprising to know that we don't lack green spaces!  Princess loves park land and nature so we spend a lot of our time exploring local parks.  We're lucky enough to have some amazing, well maintained and extremely child friendly parks in North London which we visit regularly.  We also have amazing wet lands and the River Lee which forms the Lee Valley walk, runs within minutes of our home, so within a short car or bike ride, we can leave the hustle and bustle of A-roads and retail parks behind, replacing them with canal boats, locks and wild life.

Bringing up children in London, in my opinion, is really what you make it.  Yes it is an expensive city to live in, I read recently that the average house price in London has risen to £458,000 (AUD$826,000) which is a massive strain for the average family and also the reason why we'll probably rent for the forseeable future.  But there are so many activities which are either free or close to it!  The majority of museums and galleries are free to enter, as are shows and activities put on by local borough councils.  We keep an eye out for offers, buy food that is in season and we savvy with our spending (by we, I mean my partner, I am a compulsive shopper....)  We make it work and love where we live.

Please feel free to say hi and check out my lifestyle posts over on my blog, circusmums.com for a slice of my London living and a chance to delve into my world.  Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed my quick take over of Purely4kids.

Monday, 12 May 2014

The House is on Fire, all the family is out, and you can grab 5 more items. What are they?

Even as I’m writing this I’m thinking about how utterly unprepared I am if this were to happen and the house were to actually catch fire.  Probably because I’m one of those hopeless people that tends to bury her head in the sand rather than deal with anything remotely scarey or confronting.

I’m also assuming here that the pets are part of the family so of course Truffles the cat and Krypton the dog are already safe and well.

So, my top 5 things I would grab.  Of course photos, which actually also means I have to grab the computer because I still have so many photos on my computer that I haven’t sorted or saved to a disk or stick thingy.  Which means I have to take my phone too because that is also full of photos.  Oh dear, does that mean I’ve used up 3 of my 5 things already???

What about my Foxtel IQ box?  What if I miss the episodes of the Real Housewives of Melbourne or episodes of Revenge that I haven’t seen yet???

And of course I have to take my teddy bear.  Not because I have this weird fetish for soft toys but I’ve had this bear since the day I was born (no, I’m not going to say how old it is, let’s just say it’s bordering on antique though).

Hmmm, so that’s my 5 things.  That doesn’t sound very exciting at all really.

Now in reality, would they really be the 5 things I grab or would I just run around like a lunatic grabbing random things I can reach like the coffee machine – OMG, the coffee machine, I can’t leave that behind!!!!!!!!

Taking part in Clairey Hewitt’s blogging every day in May.

What would your Top 5 things be that you would grab.

Sunday, 11 May 2014

Happy Mothers Day

Is it a sign I'm getting old when I realise that not only is nearly all my time spent running around after my boys, but that it actually doesn't seem to worry me that I have very little time just for me?  Or is it just a sign of being a mum and enjoying it.

To all those mums out there "with very little time for themselves" I hope today was a special day for you and you were able to enjoy the day with your family.

Happy Mothers Day.


Taking part in Clairey Hewitt's Blogging Every Day in May

Saturday, 10 May 2014

My First Car - The Mitsubishi Colt

I think we all have a soft spot for our first car.  Mine was a little red Mitsubishi Colt.  I actually wanted a VW Beetle but my dad refused.  He insisted that the first corner I turned around I would roll it. Go figure.  Considering my parents were paying for the car I didn't really have much of a say, so the Mitsubishi Colt it was.

Dad bought it off a little old lady and it was pristine inside, a neat reliable car I remember him saying.  Of course it didn't really stay neat for very long once my girlfriends and I piled into it.  I remember lipstick melted in one of the little trays, a cigarette burn on the seat, Hungry Jacks wrappers on the floor, and random pairs of shoes......

I was still living in Adelaide at the time and it was the perfect little car to zip around the city in.  I just loved it. Of course there was no CD player or automatic windows, but I remember that it did have an air-conditioner and I thought that was so special :)

A little why later I moved up to Cairns in Far North QLD and believe it or not, my little colt came with me. I look back now and think how lucky I was.  Mum and dad decided to come up and help me settle in, and they drove that car all the way from Adelaide to Cairns.  I think it took them 4 days to get there!!!!

So my little colt then spent the next 3 years sunning itself in Far North Queensland.  It became home to the odd green tree frog, squished numerous cane toads - who doesn't love that "pop" sound they make (no hate mail please - trust me, if you lived amongst cane toads you would squish them with your car tyres too), and never skipped a beat the entire time.  Oh, well except for the time when my then boyfriend (now husband) put diesel in it instead of petrol and it spent the next hour bunny hopping up the highway, but lets not talk about that.

Yes - this is the one responsible for the Diesel incident

From FNQ with it's cane toads and crocodiles, it was time for the little Colt to head back to the big smoke and off to Sydney we went.  Considering it was getting on in years now I thought it best if I treated my pride and joy with an all expenses paid holiday - so onto the back of a car carrier it went and a few weeks later it arrived in Sydney safe and sound.

I have to admit, it was a little shell shocked when it first arrived.  Having dealt with the, let's say "casualness" of Cairns to then be thrown amongst the peak-hour nightmare of Sydney - there where many a time where my little Colt wanted to just pull off to the side of the road and have a little freak-out moment.

But it soon picked up the pace and was flying around Sydney with the best of them.  Unfortunately, it developed a rather antisocial behaviour of billowing thick black smoke out the back which used to cause me great embarrassment.  And so, after one fateful trip to the shopping centre (think large multi level car park during pre-Christmas shopping) and being unable to find a park, and then being unable to see due to excess amounts of billowing smoke we have the slightly embarrassing moment where a lovely security guard taps on my window and says "Hi, here, why don't you just park your car over here" right under the large no-parking, tow away area sign.  Hmmmm, time to say goodbye to the little Mitsubishi Colt that had served me so well.

So after much hugs and and a very teary goodbye, it was time to farewell my little Colt in favour of a Ford Falcon that my boyfriend thought was a much more suitable car........let's not go there.

Let me just say this - in case you were wondering what FORD stands for, it's either Found Off Road Dead, or Full Of Rust & Dirt.  But I digress, I've had a few cars since my little Colt, and none have ever served me as well, or travelled as far (the Ford Falcon and the Ford Territory of course couldn't because things kept dropping off them and they kept breaking down - damn it, there I go again on my anti-Ford rant).

Having some fun Blogging Every Day in May with Clairey Hewitt.  What was your first ever car?


Friday, 9 May 2014

The best ice cream flavour is.....

I'm not much of a sweet tooth. Give me a packet of bikkies and some dip or a to die for antipasto platter and I'm set for life. But, if I had to pick a favourite ice cream it would have to be coffee.

Mind you, I'd never turn down any excuse for coffee, even if it is in ice cream.

Having fun Blogging Every Day in May.

So, what's your favourite ice cream?

Thursday, 8 May 2014

What Inspires You

Taking part in Blogging Every Day in May has proven to be both challenging and rewarding.

It's been challenging because it's been hard to literally blog every day - and also to keep up to date with all the other wonderful blogs taking part in this challenge.  I promise I am going to a better job over the remaining weeks.

It's been immensely rewarding though to as it's allowed me to think about things I otherwise probably wouldn't have given much time to, such as today's topic....I'm inspired by.

I've looked at this as more of a general thing, rather than being inspired by someone in particular.  Dont' get me wrong, there are some wonderful people that inspire me to do better, to be better, but I also get inspired from the little things.

The sun shining brightly in my house (which can be a bit dark and dreary on a cloudy day), can be enough to motivate and inspire me for an entire day.

Seeing the smiles on my boys faces inspires me to get up and get moving with them.  To turn the computer off and just have some fun time.

An interesting quote, a song, even a book I'm reading are all enough to fill me full of belief that I can do anything I set my mind to.

How about you, where do you get your inspiration from?


Wednesday, 7 May 2014

How Important is Having A Mentor

I hate to admit it, but I've never actually had a mentor.

I've worked with a lot of people I admire and respect.  I've learnt from them, I've been guided by them, I've taken their advice, but I wouldn't really have ever termed them a mentor.

I suppose that's because I've always assumed there was a more formal note to it if they were a mentor.  It was a more teacher/student relationship.

Maybe these people were my mentor more than I realised.  I certainly learnt from them, and I certainly respected them.  More often than not, they were my boss, maybe that's why I never considered using the term mentor.

I certainly believe there is much merit in having a mentor.  Someone you can turn to for advice to help guide you, who wouldn't want to be part of that.

Maybe someday someone will look towards me as a mentor......far out, what just happened, that was a bit serious for a moment there.

Having a blast with Clairey Hewitt Blogging Every Day in May.

Do you have a mentor?  What invaluable lessons have they taught you?


Tuesday, 6 May 2014

Ten Years On

I don't really want to think aboutn10 years from now, not unless 50 is the new 30.

OMG when did that happen.  When did I become old. No, I'm sticking with the original comment - 50 is the new 30.  It's 10 years ahead and I'm now in my early 30's, woo hoo.

Okay so it may be a bit creepy that as a 30 year old I have a 23 year old son, but its my future so I can embellish can't I?

Just like my new found fave blogger Emily from Have a Laugh, I'm not one for setting goals or plans.  My goals are often things like:

1.  Try to only visit Dan Murphys once a week so they don't think I'm a complete alcoholic
2.  Get out of bed and make it to the coffee machine without falling over
3.  Live long enough to see Collingwood win another grand final
4.  Remember to pick the boys up from footy training

You get the picture.  So because I'm next to useless when it comes to setting goals, it means 10 years down the track isn't something I've really thought about, in fact, that's all a bit scaey really.

That means I would have a 23 year old, a 19 year old and a 14 year old. Wow.

But seriously, 10 years time.....we would be healthy, wealthy and wise.....what more could you wish for :)


Where do you see yourself in 10 years time?

Joining Clairey Hewitt for Blogging Every Day in May

Monday, 5 May 2014

Balance and Harmony

According to the Zodiac calendar, the life of a Libran must contain balance and harmony for all to be right with our world. I ask you then, why would a Libran have 3 boys?

What household with 3 boys is balanced and harmonious?

Do footballs sail through the air harmoniously? I don’t think so.

Are cricket bats swung harmoniously during backyard cricket in between screams and fights over whether a no-ball was just bowled??

Are disgusting boy smells assisting the balance in my house?

Is the pile of dirt sitting on my laundry floor that has fallen out of every piece of clothing my boys own filling me with harmony?

See where I’m going with this people?

Apparently us Librans are not the best decision makers either. We are often too busy wanting to keep everyone else around us happy and not rock the apple cart. We’d rather avoid confrontation at all times. Well that’s all well and good too, but what if you are married to a fellow Libran. It can often mean something as simple as what to do on a Saturday night rapidly turns pear-shaped.....

“What do you want to do?”
“I don’t know, what do you want to do?”
“I don’t know, what do you want to do?”
Jump forward 3 hours.....
“What do you want to do?”
“I don’t know, what do you want to do?” “I don’t know, what do you want to do?”

By now of course it’s Sunday morning, and guess what, we did nothing on the Saturday night.

Or another of my fave conversations......

“Do you want me to take our steak or chicken for dinner?”
“I don’t mind. You choose.”
 “Well what would you prefer?”
 “I don’t mind, you choose”
 “But, do you want chicken or beef?”

Fast forward 3 hours, nothing is cooked and I’ve generally reached that point where I’m ready to shove both the chicken and beef somewhere where it will never be found!!!!

Seriously, I think about what to cook every bloody night, can someone else make a bloody decision for once!!

 Ah yes, life as a Libran is so balanced and harmonious.

How do you feel about your star sign.  Does it fit you?


Sunday, 4 May 2014

My Earliest Memory

It's possibly one of my earliest memories, and it's certainly one of my strongest.

It's memories of spending time with my beautiful grandmother.

It's memories of sleepovers during school holidays when I was young. Of sneaking into her room in the mornings and my grandpa bringing us breakfast in bed.

It's memories of butterfly cupcakes and lemon meringue pies.

It's memories of sitting up late watching the Don Lane Show and drinking cups of "tea" - mine was Milo.

It's memories of dressing up in clothes from a time long gone, of trying on jewellery and feeling like a princess.

It's memories of outings to the shops and being taken out for lunch.

It's some of the fondest memories I have.

Inspired by Clairey Hewitt and Blogging Every Day in May.

What is your earliest memory?


Saturday, 3 May 2014

That A-Ha Moment

Today it's all about changing tracks as part of our Blogging Every Day in May and for me it's an A-Ha moment.  Well not necessarily a moment, more like 2 hours - I think???

It's about recalling a song that evokes memories, not necessarily your favourite song (which of course in my mind is anything from The Boss), or even a good song apparently, but a song that evokes memories.

Well here it is folks......Take on Me by A-Ha.  Who?  You know, A-Ha that Norwegian band from the 80's that had that dreamy lead singer Morten.  

And why is this special for me?  Because it was the first time I was allowed to go to a concert with my besties all by myself, no parent....woo hoo.  I had of course been to a few concerts before, still trying to work out how I didn't physically die of boredom from Dire Straits, but they were always with my parents, A-Ha was different, I was with my girlfriends.

When you grew up in Adelaide as I did, you have to understand that we didn't have the big mega-stars come to visit us, but OMG if you were a fan of John Farnham, well he popped into town for a concert every second weekend.  

I still remember not speaking to my mum for at least a week because she wouldn't take me to Melbourne to see Wham.  Didn't she understand, it was George Michael!!!!  And they would have been dressed in fluro and singing Wake Me Up Before You Go Go!!!!!!

Anyway, I digress.  Take on Me was not necessarily my favourite song from my youth, but it was special because I actually got to see it performed live by Morten himself, swoon, and I knew all the words, and got to sing a long with my girlfriends and have a bloody good time.  So for me, that's a special moment, my first every concert with my mates.  

My eldest is now 13, and I took him and one of his brothers to see Pink last year.  He loved it.  But I know when he goes to that first concert with his mates, he'll love that even more.

What is your Changing Tracks song?



Friday, 2 May 2014

My Favourite Movie

We all have a favourite movie, and I have to admit mine is a little out there but when it came out I'd never seen anything like it.  I am of course talking about Pulp Fiction.  Ooooh, I can hear the gasps of shock already.

I still remember as if it was yesterday the first time I saw this movie.  I say first time because i have now lost count of how many times I've seen this movie, definitely when children are no where around of course. I don't think I had ever laughed so much in all my life.  And not that I find guns, drugs and blood anything to laugh at but it was such dark comedy and so over the top that I just loved it.....still do.

And who can forget the infamous dance scene between John Travolta and Uma Thurman.

I have to admit I have another fond memory from this movie.......hee hee.....I was asked for ID at the cinema......and I was in my 20's.  Good times.

Now would I recommend this classic to everyone, probably not, yet even though I don't like movies with blood and guts and excessive violence I think the fact that this was just so well written meant I didn't even really notice that side of the movie.

And yes, I have a whole stack of warm fuzzy movies that are much more appropriate that I have enjoyed over the years but if I'm to be true and state my favourite, well Pulp Fiction it is.

Ramblings about my favourite movie are bought to you by the lovely Clairey Hewitt and her #blogeverydayinmay campaign and linking up with With Some Grace for some Friday fun.

What is your favourite movie?


Thursday, 1 May 2014

April - The Month That Was

I'm taking part in the International Blog Swap  Day with Digital Parents or #IBSD as it's known (although be careful, Irritable Bowel Syndrome tends to make an appearance with that hashtag too).  As part of this I stumbled across Snowing Indoors who had this great idea of looking back on the month that was so I thought I would steal borrow the idea.

In addition, I've set myself the extremely scary task of participating in the Blog Every Day in May thanks to the lovely Clairey Hewitt - phew it's all happening.

So to start off the month of May, I'm looking back at what we got up to in April.

Lego was played with.

There were bush walks.

Cricket was played.

Bikes were ridden.

Easter concerts were prepared for.

Visits to the CBD were taken.....on a bus!!!

Museums were visited.

Putt Putt was played.

Phew, what a busy month....of course helped along by school holidays.

How was the month of April with you?

Tuesday, 29 April 2014

Come Fly with us at Sky Zone

Thanks to our wonderful friends over at Digital Parents, I have 20 FREE passes up for grabs to check out the brand new Sky Zone in Sydney from 1 to 3pm tomorrow  before it opens to the public. 

There’ll be trampolines, dodgeball, giant foam pits and a Peters Ice Cream Mash Up station. interested? 

Please RSVP via this form as soon as you can - numbers are limited.

Click the link below to the invite/RSVP form:


Friday, 11 April 2014

The Pitfalls of Menu Planning

I'm off on one of my "I'm going to get organised if it kills me" missions at the moment.  They tend to come and go around here, and can often be seen making fleeting visits when I'm at my most hysterical.

My little jaunt that I'm on at the moment is "Menu Planning".  Ah yes, the joys of spending hours and hours pouring over recipes from my mountain of cookbooks.  Trawling through the thousands of recipes on taste.com and lets not forget in my previous bouts of organisation hysteria all the recipes I've torn out of magazines over the years because one day I'm going to make that!!

This latest effort of mine has been on a role for a whole week now - woo hoo.  And yes, I do have to admit it has made life easier this last week.  I haven't had to stare blankly at the fridge each night waiting for something to magically transform itself into dinner.

I haven't been screaming at the kids that it's too late for fruit, books, baths - and no it's not my fault we ate dinner at 8pm because I'd just spent the last 2 hours trying to find something that I can transform into "dinner".

Oh, now I better pre-face this all with the fact that I am not, I repeat, NOT, one of those fancy pants people that can magically look in their fridge, freezer and pantry and make a 4 course meal out of a chicken breast fillet, a stick of celery and a cup of rice - never going to happen.  Yes, I am one of those people that must follow a recipe - and if it's not in the recipe then it doesn't get added.  And if it's the recipe, and I don't have it, well then the recipe can't possible be cooked.

Get the picture - understand my daily dinner dilemma now peoples??

Of course it's very easy for menu planning to be thrown off course in my house - hence the reason it's only been on track for a week and my past ventures at menu planning often fade after such time.  Let me list a few of the pitfalls it's best to avoid when menu-planning:

1. Remember to take the meat out the freezer

2. Remember to buy the meat in the first place

3. Remember to write down the list of ingredients you need - no point having a menu if you don't have the ingredients - yes I know it sounds simple but trust me - it throws me off every time

4. Remember that the groceries don't magically arrive in your house - you have to buy them first (even if you shop online) - again, no point having a menu if you don't have the ingredients

5. Try not to get distracted by the pretty bottle of alcohol that is calling you when it's time to cook dinner - yes, this is another one of my pitfalls

6. Don't listen to the little voice in your head that keeps saying "I can't be bothered cooking - I think I'll have a nap instead"

Doh - gotta go, haven't taken the meat out the freezer!!!


Tuesday, 8 April 2014

Homework Help

This homework caper does my head in.  In fact, I think I worry about it more than my kids do.  For Master H now in his 2nd year of High School it's all my effort not to just throw my hands up in the air and officially admit defeat.

Lets put the volume of homework aside for now.  Lets also put to the side the fact that we as parents have been there and done that.  Lets try not to think about the fact that now as an adult I realise it probably wasn't such a good idea to be totally across everything George Michael was doing, see every single movie that featured Molly Ringwald, Patrick Swayze or whoever else I was in love with when I was 13.  Anything to avoid opening my maths book.

How do you make a 13 year old boy understand that he just has to find the time to get his homework done. How do you make him understand that he needs to spend some time each night revising so he doesn't fall behind.  How do you make him understand that it's best not to leave his 800 word assignment to the weekend before it's due.  How do you make them understand all this when you did exactly the same thing yourself. (You did didn't you?  Tell me I'm not the only one who did this).

And of course when it comes to those pesky essays and assignments, lets not forget the joys of Wikipedia.  Wow, you can find the answer to any assignment or essay topic in Wikipedia.  It usually isn't the correct information, but that doesn't seem to matter to the kids, it's there, just waiting to be copied down.

I remember high school and I remember homework, but I don't remember having this amount of work so early on.  Are we throwing all this work at our kids at such a young age so when it comes time for the HSC (or equivalent), they aren't completely freaked out and overwhelmed because it's been that way since they started high school?

We all want our kids to get off their electronic devices.  We want our kids to have some time to be kids, to see their friends, to keep active and play sport.  But how do we manage this when every night they are faced with another mountain-load of work to do?

I wish I knew the answer, and if you do, I would love you to share and put this poor mum out of her misery.


Linking up with the lovely Jess #IBOT

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Thursday, 27 March 2014

My Dream Space

I have a little secret to tell, I can't take full credit for the idea for today's little rambling.  I was reading maxabellaloves and she has this beautiful idea of writing about a Pin that has inspired her.

My head is often so full of things that I want to write about, but when I find that quiet moment where I can hit the keyboard my mind goes completely blank.  Put that together with the fact that I can get lost for hours and hours in the pages of Pinterest and there goes my precious few moments of writing time.

Of course today I was doing just that, ooohing and aaahing my way through Pinterest when I found this photo.  I think I fell in love with the light (not literally the light hanging from the ceiling - although it is lovely- but the lightness in the room).  I love anything that is white, and light and airy.  I think it helps keeps the scary thoughts away.

This inspired me to start a To Do list and start working on my own little work space.  To make it light and bright (and or course organised :)) A place that can be my own little haven instead of the chaos that it currently is.

Do you have a favourite place to work (or just hang out).  Do you use Pinterest for your inspiration?


Sunday, 23 March 2014


I was prompted to write this after reading Zanni's post at  My little sunshine house  and her story about her grandmother.

I was blessed with the most beautiful Grandmother ever.  Her name was Connie and I absolutely adored her.  She has been gone almost 3 years now but I still think of her every single day.  She was kind, she was caring, she would do anything for anyone, but she also had the sharpest tongue of anyone I ever knew and she could be a right royal bitch when she wanted to.  Some of her comments still make me laugh.

She loved a glass of brandy, she loved a glass of bubbles (I'm sure it's where by liking for a glass or two comes from).  She loved Bold and the Beautiful, and I have to say, I'm really not to sure how she would feel about the new Ridge to be honest, I really don't think she'd be too impressed.

Four years ago she was to suffer a loss that no grandmother should ever have to go through - the loss of her beloved grandson (my brother).  I still remember the confusion in her eyes, and her inability to come to terms with it.  It breaks my heart every time I think about it because it was to be the beginning of the end for her.

But I refuse to dwell on that final year or so.  Instead, when I think about her I think of the 95+ wonderfully happy years she lived.  I think about all the times I used to jump off the school bus with my girlfriends halfway home so we could call into Nanny's for afternoon tea.  (Mum soon got into the habit of heading straight to Nanny's on her way home from work because she knew that's where us kids would be).

I think about the fairy cupcakes she would make, and the lemon meringue pies.  I think about dinners at her home with Pa before he died where every meal was like a dinner party.  And when it was just Nanny, I remember dinners where tables were still set like a dinner party - she's be horrified that I still don't own a beautiful packet of serviettes and still just throw a roll of paper towel at my boys if I get sick of them wiping their hands on their shirts.

I think about how even right up into her nineties she would catch the bus from her home into the city in Adelaide and have hair done every week.  I remember how she would never open the front door, let a lone leave the house, without a full face of make up on.

I also can't help but think about my own boys and the relationship they have (or don't have) with their own grandparents.  My parents live interstate and are definitely not the doting grandparent type.  Whilst I know they love my boys dearly - they are very much the "pat the boys on the heads" type of grandparents rather than the "getting down to their level and playing" type.  I am however blessed to have a mother-in-law who loves nothing more than spending as much time with them as she can, again, it's distance that often proves the barrier.

Even as I type this I can feel the tears prickle at the back of my eyes as I remember Nanny and all that she meant to me.  I so often wish I could turn back the clock, to when life was simple and easy and I didn't know the pain and sadness that life could inflict. But as we all know, it's just not possible, so all we can do is look back with fondness and a smile on our face and try and keep those tears at bay. 


Monday, 17 March 2014

The Joys of Daytime TV

I'm just curious, is it the perception of the media gurus that everyone who is home during the day is either over weight or about to die? Or perhaps knows someone who is over weight or someone that is about to die?

Maybe they are going for the double whammy.  A really over weight person about to die!!

Seriously people, if you happen to have the TV on during those hours where clearly all but the over weight and near dead are at home because all the lively thin people are off doing exciting things with their lives, then take a moment to do a little research and take notes of what those advertisers are trying to sell you.

Diet Plan - Tick
Funeral Plan - Tick
Exercise Equipment - Tick
Life Insurance Plan so you can be prepared for when you die - Tick

And this was just in one ad break - jeez.  If wasn't depressed, I sure am now.

So if you happen to work from home and maybe happen to have the TV on in the background, or you are on holidays and just want to hang out at home for the day, or if you work shift work, or you are a stay at home mum (who is neither over weight or about to die), then clearly there's no place for you in the mind of daytime TV advertising budgets.

But, as I said, if you are over weight and about to die, well boy, have we got a deal for you!!!


Sunday, 16 February 2014

It's an exciting time here at Purely4kids

Wow, what a busy few months it has been here at Purely4kids.  In fact, I'm still actually trying to work out where the last few months have gone.  I'm sure when I last looked at the calendar it said November. I've somehow blinked, Christmas has been and gone, we've celebrated New Years, and now wham, the kids are back at school (happy dance :)) and we are now mid-way through February, what the??

I have so much to share with you all that I honestly don't know where to start.  We have relocated our warehousing, we are re-structuring our business to make it even easier and stream-lined for our customers, we are working on re-freshing the look and feel of our website, expanding our product range, it's all just too exciting for words.

And in between all that of course it's been school holidays spent with my beautiful but seriously crazy 3 boys, cricket, cricket, 20/20 games (cricket), cricket, The Ashes (cricket), oh and now in case you didn't know, there's another little match going on in South Africa and apparently Mitchell Johnson bagged another "double 5'er mum" (cricket).

And last but not least, we have another member join out team here at Purely4kids.  He's a little shy and he still has a way to go, so we will need to be a little patient with him, but I think in the not too distant future he is going to be a great fit here at Purely4kids. Introducing......Krypton.

As always, you know the most important person here at P4K is you, so obviously if there is something you would like to see us stock, something you think we could do better, or something you would just like to let us know about, then please drop us a line.  We love to hear from our friends at Purely4kids, you are what makes us, us.