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The Wedding Venue Of Dreams

Ceremony room. BEESTON MANOR wedding venue Lancashire. Fox Socks

As I recently told a kind lady opening my business account at RBS, I’d much rather elope than have a big wedding. I adore my fiance and like the idea of a big party with all of my school friends, getting wine drunk and dancing the night away after eating copious amounts of food dipped in gravy, but also I absolutely hate being the centre of attention. The stage fright is real in this one.

Unfortunately David has veto’ed my plans to do a runner, and so I am learning to embrace the idea of a big wedding with *gulp* the entirety of my extended family present. In doing said embracing, I have begun researching venues. And as is my way, after approximately 30 seconds of googling, I have found the perfect place – an award winning rustic barn conversion in Lancashire.

Observe…

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Obviously I have now decided that this is ‘the one.’ But there is a problem – David’s friend is getting married there this year. We have been invited. David is, in fact, the best man… Is it OK to borrow another guy’s venue?

All I know for certain is this: Wedding season just got competitive.

Game on.

I Am Hilarious On Twitter*

*Even if I am the only one who thinks so.

So things have been a little quiet on this here space. My apologies, I have been busy. But since you probably didn’t notice I was gone and that’s not why I’m posting right now anyway, let’s move on without further explanation to the real reason I’m here… I have been very funny recently, and no-one is appreciating my genius. You should all hang your heads in shame.

I first realised I was an under appreciated commodity last week, after a visit to the Trafford Centre (my first visit, that place is amazing) when, after pottering around taking in the sights and sounds and accents with my S.O, I posted three dazzlingly funny messages in quick succession, and they did not immediately go viral. Not one of them.

Oh, the humanity.

More for my own records than for yours, below is a redelivery of said tweets:

nervous lion statue. Manchester trafford centreCaption:
*nervous laughter*

carousel playing frank sinatra. Manchester trafford centreCaption:
Children’s carousel. Song playing: My Way, Frank Sinatra

gino the caffe nero gingerbread man. Manchester trafford centreCaption:
Gino is having a bad day

As I’m sure you can appreciate, it is amazing they didn’t gain more traction.

In other news, now the ice is well and truly broken, I will be making an effort to blog more frequently now my move/engagement/new business has settled, so prepare yourself for country living updates from the mouth of a city girl. YAY! (All I wear now is wellingtons.)

In brief to save a full life lately post (though I may do one of those anyway, undecided) lately I have been watching Riverdale & Jane The Virgin, reading The Secret Garden and Life Swap, and spending time drinking wine and eating pizza/mixed grills with my original GBF, John (who has just started a new blog that I can assure you will be magnificent) and drinking wine/tea and visiting the Manchester cat cafe with my new friend Hollie, who is the actual best.

Also you can follow me on Twitter here if you agree that I am on top form joke wise. If not, then… No hard feelings.

*fist in mouth, single tear, runs away*

“Wait… You Got Another Dog?”

Maisey. Birchenhead black labrador puppy. Fox Socks Manchester

LOL yes.

Maisey stats:
Age – 8 weeks, 5 days

Breed – Working black Labrador

Stand out features – the runt of the litter, so teeny tiny. Huge eyes and ears. Gets a belly like a piglet after eating. A definite lap dog – which could prove problematic should she reach her father’s weight of 45 kg

Temperament – Sweet and cuddly. Scrappy and confident

Best friend – Cora

Oh and also, she is ADORABLE. We are in love.

Where has all my money gone? An investigation (2.0)

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Documenting the things I buy, that I probably didn’t need to buy, but that I bought anyway. #2. (#1 can be found here)

In the interest of full disclosure, most of my money at the moment is going on food. Food, and house stuff that is necessary and therefore not very interesting – plates and bathroom cabinets and paint samples and the like. Also that £90 kitchen bin David bought with our joint funds without consulting me, which I have agreed not to talk about. “It cleans itself!” apparently. I am yet to see the evidence.



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  1. a pair of socks with foxes on them.
  2. a freelance business and lifestyle blog.

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