Having another go at Maggie and Laurens, Throwback Thursday challenge! This week it is Maggie at the helm!
This week’s prompt is:Favourite Things
Pick any period of your adolescence and think back to all your favorite things. Feel free to elaborate as much as you want.
Maggie
I shall think about my secondary school years. I attended an all-girls private school, and I have many fond memories of that time.
Who was your favourite relative? Not to play favourites, but who was the person you connected with more than others? Aunt, uncle, cousin, grandparent, or parent? Why were you closest to them?
I had many favourite people. I was close to a lot of my family, and I think I still am. At the time I think I heavily identified with my cousin who was the same age as me but in a different country. We would exchange letters, and spent a lot of time together in the summers and when she came to stay with us for a while. We lived such similar, yet different lives, and we were very close.
What was your favourite TV show? Share a clip if you can find one.
I was a big fan of Neighbours at school, and it only just finished its TV run this summer!
What was your favourite book or favourite family story?
I had a huge pull towards My Sweet Audrina by Virginia Andrews as a teen. I don’t often reread books but I read this several times.
What was your favourite song, record, or album? Feel free to share a YouTube video of it.
I loved Don’t Worry Be Happy by Bobby McFerrin. Still do!
Who was your favourite teacher? What grade were you in, and what subject did they teach?
I loved Mrs Kimpton, my drama teacher. She taught me from the ages of 11-17. She was a wonderful soul, so gentle and encouraging.
What was your favourite subject (not teacher) in school?
Drama was my favourite subject!
Who was your favourite (aka best) friend? What things did you do together?
Honestly, I didn’t have a best friend as such, at school. As I mentioned before I had so many things going on in my life that were family based that I wasn’t given much time to be besties with anyone however I was good friends with another Indian girl who related to what my life was like and we were pretty close. We would send notes to each other in class, and giggle over all sorts of typical teenage girl things and I went to her house to hang out a couple of times.
What was your favourite way to pass the time?
As if you need to ask! I loved reading! I always had a book on the go!
What was your favourite holiday? How did you celebrate?
I loved celebrating everything. Specific to us was Diwali where we would go to other family houses and eat, and enjoy the fireworks!
What was your favourite toy or possession? Doll, camera, radio, bicycle?
Probably my walkman, as I enjoyed listening to music.
Bonus: What was your favourite adventure? Family trip, amusement park, field trip, or vacation, perhaps.
I was lucky enough to go on several holidays through the school years but my favourite trip was when we went to Russia with my school. I was 16, and it was such an adventure. We visited Moscow and St Petersberg. It was shortly after the first McDonalds had opened up out there, and the queue for a burger was a mile long!
Again, I do have photos… but they are so far away!
See! I told you I would be late. You can tell I am back at school, now!
Today I am hosting the blog tour for Vasundra Tailor’s book, The Secret Of Elephants.
The Blurb
Two sides of the same family—one living in luxury in a magnificent mansion, the other penniless in its shadow. Could a mysterious letter from the past help Nirmala and her young son take back what is rightfully theirs? Navsari, India. Penniless and trapped in a loveless marriage, Nirmala spends her days anxiously caring for her sick young son, Varun. Looming over Nirmala’s impoverished home is an imposing mansion built by her grandfather, and from its balcony, her cruel aunt scorns them, refusing to help in any way. But when a mysterious letter addressed to her long-dead father arrives from Zimbabwe, it opens a door to a past Nirmala never knew existed and a future she never imagined possible. If the contents of the letter can be believed, not only does she have family in Africa, but they might also hold the answers to a family mystery that spans three generations. While travelling to Zimbabwe might lead to a brighter future for Nirmala and her son, it could also reignite the bitter family feud that condemned her family to poverty. Nirmala is ready to risk it all to uncover the truth, but how will she cope when this journey changes her life forever?
A beautifully crafted story about a woman’s search for the answers to so many questions raised as she grew up. Nirmala lives in a small, ramshackle house opposite the mansion where the rest of her family lives. She’s alone in this world, apart from her young unwell son, Varun, her good-for-nothing husband, and her aunt, who lives a life of luxury in the large family home. Always wondering, but never knowing, why her father was cast out of his family home, Nirmala is given a letter addressed to her deceased father, sent from a faraway foreign country, Zimbabwe. Somehow, she finds herself on a journey of discovery, to uncover the secrets that her family have been hiding for many, many years and from many different people. This was a well-crafted story that tugged at my heartstrings. I read it over a day, because the whole tale captured me. The secrecy and lies regarding birth stories, birth rights, and how many uneducated men regard their wives in India rang true. It’s not unheard of for these things to happen. I loved the parts where the timeline split slightly and took us back to learn more about this family, so today’s story made even more sense. The descriptions of Zimbabwe reminded me of some of my family trips back home to Kenya. Well worth the read!
About the Author
Vasundra Tailor was born in India, and was just a few weeks old when her parents brought her to Zimbabwe (then Southern Rhodesia) in 1954. Though set against a backdrop British colonial rule and segregation in the area, Vasundra had a happy childhood, surrounded by a large extended family. She qualified as a pharmacist in 1977, and was eager to leave Zimbabwe for the UK to escape the fighting between the minority white government and local freedom fighters. She arrived at Heathrow in the Spring of 1978, and moved to Strathclyde for her Masters in Pharmaceutical Microbiology, before settling in London a year later, where she is still based today. Vasundra started writing in 2016, after enrolling onto an online Creative Writing course, joining book groups and local writing groups, which gave her the feedback and confidence to tackle her first book. Fascinated by human relationships, Vasundra’s writing is interested in characters from diverse backgrounds and explores how people connect with those around them. The inspiration for The Secret of Elephants, Vasundra’s debut novel, came from the families currently living in a property in India which once belonged to her father. In November 2019, an extract of The Secret of Elephants won the second runner-up prize for the Mo Siewcharran Fiction Competition, to help discover unpublished fiction writers from Black, Asian and Minority Ethnic backgrounds.
Okay, so now it is August, the month I have pretty much all off, from school, so it is time to ease up on school pressures, get words down, and do family things. But you know I will be reading throughout!
Stay tuned for a review on the Blog Tour post on 9th September!
Now, I shall not leave my review here for you to read, since Kiley is appearing on a very special post tomorrow morning to celebrate the release of her new book, so I hope you will pop over. It is such a wonderful read!
Releasing 1st September, 2022
Releasing 1st September, 2022 Review will be posted on 1st September on a Blog Tour post!
I have just finished this fantastic debut by Anita Faulkner, and I am blown away! What a brilliant read! Lexie Summers’ life appears much like her thrift shop clothes. A bit borrowed, a bit colourful with quite a history, and no longer needed by previous owners. When she finds herself ousted from her home and relationship with a rich boy who was playing at being your average rock band singer bloke, Lexie takes off in Penny, her aunt’s old camper van, and heads off to areas unknown in search of a new start, a new job and new friends. What seems like the ideal job for her, as a social media manager for a small family-run paint company in the village of Tewkesbury, ends up being quite different from what she imagined. And it includes wealthy families and rich boys she’s sworn off for life, along with a matchmaking circus she has no intentions of getting involved in… Oh, and some pretty feisty peacocks, too! I loved Lexie and her colourfully tweaked CV that got her a position that her life experiences had already qualified her for. She’s a caring, compassionate soul who just can’t seem to put herself first, even when she knows that is what she should be doing. Enter rich boys, Ben and Cory, brothers who are like chalk and cheese. Ben is the uptight, business-minded (bland, some might say) but kinda cute older brother in charge of recruiting for a role he really doesn’t understand. Cory is the free-spirited, hunky surfer-dude-styled younger one, without a care in the world, who wants to help his brother bring their family business into the 21st century. Okay, so we’re reading contemporary romance, so you kinda know that things will work out in the end, but it’s always the journey that we’re here for, isn’t it, readers? And the side characters. Because without a colourful cast, things can get a bit monochrome. Lexie’s sister, Sky, is a flakey hippie who lives on a commune in a quadruple with Billy-Bob… Grace is a posh version of Lexie, and they become firm friends, despite the differences in their backgrounds. Then you have Mrs Moon, the homely, widowed housekeeper at Nutgrass Hall, and Tom, the dear gardener, with his own yearnings. And how could I forget Mrs Carrington-noble, Ben and Cory’s mother, who spends most of her time looking down her nose at common Lexie and is convinced she is only in the job for the family fortune? Truly loved this book, and I cannot wait for her next release!
Mansi Shah created a fantastic story here of a search for individuality in a culture where it is expected of you to do what everyone else before you has done. Sophie is a young woman from Ahmedabad, India. After losing her mother at a young age, she was brought up by a loving father and her aunts until tragedy struck again, and she lost her father, too. The thing is, she finds out a family secret after hearing her aunts talk and through some intriguing letters that her father had always kept. Her mother didn’t die but left her and her dad to go to France. The story plays out on a dual timeline, as we follow the young Nita to Paris, hoping to realise her dream of becoming an artist rather than staying at home being a wife and mother, and we follow a modern-day similar journey with Sophie. She goes to Paris to try and find the only family she has left. The story moved along beautifully, and I felt for Nita, stuck in a life she didn’t want to be living, and how the twists and turns of fate treated her in Paris. Equally, the shock and hurt of Sophie’s predicament kept me hooked. I almost wish the ending weren’t as rushed, but there was sadness and some joy to finish the story. Many thanks to NetGalley and Lake Union Publishing for an ARC in exchange for an honest review.
You know when you start a book and are convinced you know what the outcome will be? That was me at the beginning of this story. Audrey is the bride-to-be, and the story’s beginning sees her stumble out of the church in a rather unconventional manner. As we visit different times in her past, fragments of her life join up to create the picture we think we will see at the end. Six years before, she was a single woman with not a lot to write home about. In fact, she was still living at home, so there was no need to write. A chance strip of photos left in the rack of an old photo booth triggers something in her that leads to meeting someone who could just be the one. Fast forward to now, and that didn’t materialise how she dreamed, but Audrey has her true Prince Charming, Josh, waiting at the end of the aisle. But, many signs, bad omens, if you believe that, like old Granny Parker, mean she ends up questioning whether this marriage is the right path for her. Especially when Photo Booth Guy turns up at the wedding as a plus one. I don’t want to go into this anymore for fear of giving the story away, but suffice to say, many deep-rooted issues from Audrey’s past need revisiting to reset her life and thoughts for the future. I enjoyed the story. Another great read by Sophie Cousens. Many thanks to NetGalley and Hodder, and Stoughton for an ARC in exchange for an honest opinion.
It’s been a long while since I’ve read a sapphic romance, and this was a perfect way to get back into them! Make You Mine This Christmas is a laugh-out-loud romance with all manner of kerfuffles, including rude jumpers and rescuing reindeer. Oh, and falling in love with your fake boyfriend’s sister in the middle of a charade set up to make life easier…! Haff finds herself in Oxley with Christopher, a relative stranger, having only met by chance at a party she has crashed, pretending to be his girlfriend to stop his parents with their matchmaking efforts as he nurses a bruised heart and a bit of an identity crisis. Thing is, she hadn’t expected to meet a woman who could turn her world upside down, only to lose her, then find her again, in the most complex of situations. Haf is a fantastic heroine, and kudos to Huxley-Jones for all the representation in this book! So, Haf: well, she’s a plus-sized, bisexual woman about to spend her first Christmas alone, not through any choice of her own. Then you have her flatmate and good friend Ambrose, who has carved a career out for themselves as an influencer, and they are the most straight-talking friend you could ever have. Christopher, the fake boyfriend, is a sweet guy who is being pressured into following in his father’s footsteps rather than following his own dreams. And how could I forget Kit, the aforementioned fake boyfriend’s sister? Kit is a tall, beautiful, strong woman with a fantastic career, a potty mouth, and a disability that makes everyone think she can’t be capable of all she can. There are plenty of other characters that help make this story a joy to read, but if I detail them all, you would find everything out in the review, and that is not what I want to happen at all! A really fun read, where I did laugh out loud. several times and I was so happy with the ending. We all need supportive friends, even though they can interfere a bit too much sometimes! Many thanks to NetGalley and Hodder & Stoughton, Hodder Studios for an ARC in exchange for an honest review.
Reading any situation from the eyes of a child can be eye-opening, and harrowing, and the view of war, is one of the toughest to read. Yeva’s recount of those first few days of the Russia/Ukraine war was touching and heartbreaking. This is exactly like a modern-day Anne Frank story, filled with pictures and diary entries, as well as transcripts of WhatsApp group messages between Yeva and her classmates. Something the youth of today should maybe read, too, so they realise what war in the now is really about. Many thanks to NetGalley and Bloomsbury Publishing for an ARC in exchange for an honest review.
I have been following Gillian Harvey for a while. However, this was my first read by her, making me want to put her other books at the top of my teetering TBR pile! A fabulous story about a middle-aged woman, ready to spread her wings as her chick flies the nest and embark on that adventure she and her husband have been planning for many years. Lily’s redundancy couldn’t have come at a better time. Her son, Ty, is off to university, meaning the pay-out money can help her and Ben realise a dream they have been nurturing for a long time. Moving to France to live a wonderful life out there. Only, she finds out it might not have been Ben’s dream, only hers. In a state of emotional drunkenness, Lily makes the sort of eBay purchase that makes her cringe in the morning. A dilapidated farmhouse. In France. Oops! How’s this one going to work out? I thoroughly enjoyed reading this story as anything about women my age grips me straight away. Wouldn’t we all like to move away, somewhere new, and begin living our lives for ourselves, after decades of being wife/mum/slaves to our jobs? Lily has to battle the fact that her husband wasn’t interested in fulfilling the dream they had always talked about and decides to just go for it, with or without him. A strong woman! Moving to a different country will always have its ups and downs, and to do that alone and to find out exactly how dilapidated the property you bought on a drunken whim could be classed as a huge dip in your line of ups and downs. Fortunately, Lily meets some fantastic people along the way, and she still has her best friend, Emily, as a support for her, by phone, message and impromptu visits. There is even a little romance, but, how do you explain to your teenaged-son that you might be going on dates but that it doesn’t mean anything, even though you and your husband have split up? A Year at The French Farmhouse was an easy read with a great ending, and it fostered the spirit of never being too =old to make our dreams come true! Many thanks to NetGalley and Boldwood Books for an ARC in exchange for an honest opinion.
What a fantastic story by Leoni Mack! Heiress Ren is used to a luxury lifestyle and living in hotels like the Ritz. Sacha is a man from the wrong side of the Parisien tracks. One night, they meet in rather unfortunate circumstances, yet their meeting was fated. Ren is trying to understand her life or the lack of control that she has over hers. Sacha is dealing with his ghosts. Somehow, he gets roped into helping Ren get over a broken relationship, to the horror of her grandmother, But, as we know will happen, acting soon turns into reality. But, just how they end up at that stage is an endearing, deep story filled with poetry and exploration of feelings. I really enjoyed reading this, as well as now wanting to go and revisit Paris! Many thanks to NetGalley and Boldwood Books for an ARC in exchange for an honest review.
An easy-to-read second chance romance where two meant to be together individuals were separated due to circumstances out of their control, only to meet again to rekindle their relationship. Maddie and Kaden met as teenagers and were in a relationship when the actions of Maddie’s father meant she and her mother had to flee the country, leaving the two lovers estranged, with no contact between them. Years later, her identity changed; Lina embarks upon a visit to a newly opened safari park and lodge in her position as a well-respected travel blogger. Only to be met with a face from her past. Kaden. A lovely read, dotted with realistic descriptions of the wilds in Africa, as well as sympathetic views on the main characters’ vulnerabilities. Many thanks to NetGalley and Harlequin Romance for an ARC in exchange for an honest review.
I thoroughly enjoyed the first set of The Wishing Tree Books and am thrilled that the second wave of instalments is coming through now! It was lovely to go back to Linden Falls, visit familiar faces like Neve, follow what happened with her new housemate, Janie and her daughters, and meet newcomer Coco, the News Anchor wannabee. The Wishing Tree plays a huge part, as always, in this book, as the community fights to save its existence when an outsider buys a property which includes the tree in its land, and they want to tear it down! Each book centres around one or two specific characters in the area, and in this, we find out how Janie is settling into Linden Falls after separating from her husband, Max. She has set up a new business which she is very proud of, and though it isn’t anywhere as lucrative as her previous career, it fills her with passion. Coco is the newcomer this time. She’s moved to Linden Falls for a couple of months to reset herself, and lose weight, to get the job she always wanted, but ends up in the thick of the local Wishing Tree trauma, when she helps the local journalist, who is incapacitated, to raise awareness of the potential loss of a tree which is dear to so many. We have family ups and downs, slow-burn romance, and cats and dogs. What more could you ask for? Thanks to Kay Bratt for an ARC.
I loved this instalment of The Wishing Tree series, even though, as I am reading arcs, I have been reading out of order! Pam has moved to Linden Falls after a divorce that we learned about in a previous book in the series. She’s back in her home town, living in her grandmother’s home and renovating it, helping her mother with her Saturday market stall, and being a Personal Trainer at the local gym. When we left her last, she was starting a relationship with fellow PT, Steve. The Wishing Tree is the catalyst for more adventure in the book; as a wish Pam helps Neve, the keeper of the wishes, to rescue from the tree when it has been raining, strikes a chord. This wish plays on Pam’s mind, as she thinks of what she could be doing with her free time now the renovations are done. There is love, self doubt, investigations, suspicions, and a TV series in the middle, as well as cats and dogs! Love this series!
Having read a couple of Jeevani Charkica’s books before, I was excited to start this one, and I’m so glad I read it! Niro is a photographer who has lost her mojo. setbacks in the forms of broken relationships and constant derogatory comments have worn her down. Vimal is a hard-working guy who tries his hardest to win back his girlfriend of four years after being told he is simply boring. Through the meddling of the Sri-Lankan Aunties, they are introduced and somehow end up on holiday together with a mutually beneficial deal in place; she gets her photography mojo back and he wins back the girl. Is anything ever so simple? I absolutely loved this story with kudos to Charika for her POC heroine, who is not only overweight but dark-skinned too. The issues brought about by constant remarks about those two attributes weigh heavy on Niro’s heart and mind and have huge, detrimental effects on her confidence. And the best thing is that this story embraced both facts and showed that it is possible, and fine, to look beyond these two factors, and love the person within. And, sorry to say this but shame on the Aunties for making Niro feel so low with their constant comments about her appearance! Beauty is in everything, and the most beautiful shine from within, not outwardly. Vimal is a person I feel I know. He is intelligent and capable but so unconfident because he thinks he will never ‘fit in’ with many of the people he works with. Yet he wants to change himself to win back the love of his life. The side characters’ cast was also great, with Sam, Niro’s cousin and cheerleader, and the new friends she makes on this ‘working’ holiday. Felicity was one who helps to break other stereotypes. Not all young beautiful, and rich people are the shallow, selfish people some think they are. loved how she became another of Niro’s cheerleaders! I honestly wanted to slap Lucien. What a pompous, institutionally racist piece of rubbish! But, again, there are people like that, unfortunately, and good on the author for calling him out! I raced through this book and loved it, especially the ending. READ IT! Many thanks to NetGalley and HQ Digital for an ARC in exchange for an honest review.
Okay, so I nabbed this little beauty when it was on offer a couple of weeks back, and I didn’t regret my purchase at all! Rose Pedal is quite happy at home, living with her parents in the local vicarage. Yup, dad is the local vicar. Things haven’t quite worked out on the job front until she has a brainwave and sets up a business for weddings, Pedals and Prosecco, and begins the rounds of the local wedding fayres, hoping to drum up some business to get her venture on the map. Of course, things were never going to run smoothly for Rose, were they? Because, quite honestly, it seems that life has never been kind to her regarding her decisions about her future… She has a near miss on the way to her first fayre and arrives in a dishevelled state to find the drenching culprit, a stall owner at the same fayre. James Blume is there to showcase his family business, Blumes; flowers, obviously! But his arrogance and seeming lack of tact rub Rose the wrong way. Rose and James begin to clock through a series of mishaps and coincidences. Still, the road to romance is never smooth, and various characters along the way crop up to create obstacles in their budding relationship. Oh, I loved it! Knowing who I wanted to get together and seeing it progress, albeit with a few stops and starts, was fantastic. The setting in Weddington (love the name!) and its surrounding villages in the English countryside was quaint, and you could feel the sense of community among the residents, the strong friendships within the cast of characters, and the camaraderie between the local wedding businesses, as they help to straddle all sorts of problems. Two very different families with their own ups and downs and supportive, though meddlesome, best friends provided a lovely supporting cast to our ‘will they, won’t they?’ couple. The romance was a wonderful slow burn, and the ending was perfect. Florence Keeling, I shall be visiting your books again very soon!
Review to follow in October when I am on Diana’s Blog Tour! But, it is a very different book to the kind I have been reading, recently!
Another wish to Linden Falls and the Wishing Tree! This time, Author Tammy. L. Grace is showing the way with a story about Norma Braxton, the school’s librarian with a secret. A secret that’s about to come tumbling out with the surprise visit from a face from her past. Norma is so scared that the impact of the knowledge about an event that occurred when she was much younger will tarnish her relationships and respect that she hides from someone who really doesn’t want her to disappear. What a sweet conclusion to a story that could have had a much harsher ending, if her thoughts were true. I enjoyed this next visit to Linden Falls, and fall a little more in love with the whole community whenever I read another book!
Releasing 15th September, 2022
I managed 17 books over the summer, along with finishing my first draft for my own book 2! Not bad going, eh! Let me know which books tickled your fancy!
“It’s not what is poured into the student, but what is planted that counts.”
E.P. Bertin
Thank you, Spidey, for that reminder that I am back at school on Tuesday!
This quote resonates with me so much as an Early Years Practitioner.
I always say the Early Years Foundation Stage (EYFS) is the most important part of a child’s education.
Not because of the academics.
But, because we are responsible for creating that stable foundation to build their learning upon for every child that comes through our doors.
Of course we teach.
But our teaching is more of an exploratory way for the children to grasp and enhance the skills they need to become great learners and good individuals, going on.
Communication and Language; If a child cannot speak in simple sentences, how will they communicate with others? How will they explain what they are doing and how can they demonstrate what they have learned to us? Understanding and listening are just as important. Through the year we have them, we question. We question everything they choose to do. Can they understand our simple questions? We introduce new vocabulary to them all, either enhancing the vocabulary of those who have a good understanding or exposing those who are still learning the language to words and phrases that they need to know.
Personal, Social and Emotional Development; Through many different structured and choice activities, we encourage teamwork, independence, bravery, compassion and empathy. We will try and help children develop confidence. Sharing. That’s a big one. Turn-taking, realising that the world doesn’t revolve around them, being kind to one another, taking care of each other. Even the simple being able to leave their caregiver without crying.
Physical Development; You’d be surprised how many children start school with poor physical development. They’re not interested in running around, bikes, balancing, throwing, kicking balls, etc., and the same goes for their fine motor control. Here we nurture the skills they need to manipulate their hands and fingers in order to, eventually, cut, stick, paint and write.
Of course, academics come into it, but they are secondary to the above three areas. These are the skills we need to plant so the children can flourish, and if they have that base, then the academics will come to them.
I look forward to meeting our new cohort of children and am ready with my bulbs to plant in them, so they can grow into strong, kind, healthy, ready-to-learn individuals.
So, what do you think about these formative years in education?
Having another go at Maggie and Laurens, Throwback Thursday challenge! This week it is Lauren at the helm!
This week’s prompt is:It’s a Formal Affair
This week, Lauren has gone for a slightly different approach and asked us to write about occasions where we had to dress up.
I am proposing a different way to write to the prompt today. Because we all had very diverse upbringings, I am going to list several reasons why you might get dressed up. Please feel free to add any occasion you had to get dressed up.
What were your special clothes like? Did you get your hair done for the occasions? Was a mani-pedi part of the process? Were you instructed on how to behave? Did you have any input on the formal attire? Did you feel comfortable in your special outfit?
Please feel free to write about as many of the occasions you’d like to share. Pictures would be an awesome addition.
Lauren
Oh, my, dressing up was definitely a thing since we were constantly invited to different occasions and events, being from such a large family. I had an extensive collection of Indian outfits from a young age, (and still do!) which were pulled out to wear on any such occasion
Preparation as a child would have been washing face and hands, getting dressed, and then mum brushing my unruly mop of frizz into some semblance of tidiness, which was usually in two plaits!
As I got older, I would do my own hair, and have a go at simple makeup which was usually a bit of eyeliner and lipstick, with a spritz of Guerlain’s Samsara! That was my first grown-up perfume!
The addition of fancy jewellery and bangles was fun, too, and I would spend lots of time choosing my accessories!
But, despite all these times to get dolled up, for pre-wedding parties, weddings, receptions, birthday parties, dinners at different people’s homes, I longed for a different type of dressing up.
My school friends growing up, were all pretty much white, British girls, and we would go to each other’s birthday parties, wearing flouncy party dresses, and I’d have special ribbons in my hair.
Then they grew up. Or rather we all did, but I got a little left behind, seeing as they started getting dressed up to go out for the evenings, which was not something I was allowed to do.
I remember the first time I went to a ‘disco’ was on a school trip when we were 11 years old. I was so excited to wear my special rainbow dress and suede pixie boots! And to get dressed up with no mum!
When we all sat our GCSEs, that final year of formal school there was a Commemoration Ball, where the final year girls were invited, and you could bring a date (Well, no way was that going to happen!) and everyone was so excited about the ball dresses they were going to be wearing. I longed for that kind of princess look, which wasn’t going to happen…
But, at university, I was able to attend a couple of balls, and as I had grown up a bit by then, I was embracing my culture more, so to the first one, we all went in beautiful Indian outfits! And I did that for a few of them. At my Hubby Dearest’s end-of-year ball, I wore a more formal western dress, which sated my longing for a proper dress!
But I did get to look like a princess once, at least, on my own wedding day!
I wish I had the energy to find more photos but they are all in boxes and out of reach at the moment!
Dang! I missed it again yesterday and no doubt that will be the sign of things to come since I am back at school from Tuesday! Still, I hope you enjoyed it!
But I Smile Anyway... 