The experience of living with cancer the past 10 years has taught me not to try and control my life or the situations that may arise only my reactions to it. How are you? Is the question that I’m asked everyday. My life has changed completely, I cannot see into the future or give you any answers as to if or when I will be better, I can only focus on what is around me and how I feel at the moment. Life does not always deal us what we expect but it is how we deal with it that makes us. There are positives to be found in every situation when we remember who we are…

No more is this true than this morning, I have woke to hear we are leaving the EU. The media has gone into meltdown, the Prime Minister has put forward his resignation. Panic is starting to set in, is it the end of a life as we know it? Things may get worse before we get better? So today the question is How are we?

“We all have a responsibility to now seek to heal the divisions that have emerged throughout this campaign – and to focus on that which unites us, rather than that which divides us.” London Mayor

I do love the fact the topic has been much discussed by all, igniting passions on both sides of the argument.  At a recent kids party while off to play laser tag the children were oblivious to the fact their mums were sitting around discussing which way to vote, an intelligent and civilised debate with most of us undecided or not wanting to commit, but we are all united in caring about the result, with a 70% turnout emotions are running high nationally too. I remember my mum every time a vote happened would tell the story of the suffrogettes and burning bras and how lucky a girl is to have a vote so yes mum I did vote yesterday, only deciding though as I put the pencil to paper.

The result to leave the EU is a brave and bold one, and one that most of us did not expect, rather amusingly including The Sun newspaper’s early first edition paper this morning with the wrong result. It seems it is time to leave the comfort and security of the Parents house and go it alone, to be independent, saying goodbye to our old life in exchange for a new challenge, only time will tell if this is the right thing to do.

“The secret of change is to focus all your energy, not on fighting the old, but on building the new” Socrates

Learning lessons from my own life receiving changing news you do not expect, I will be looking to the positives and hoping that we will not be defined by this result but as a nation continue to be united and recognised as the compassionate, intelligent and creative country we have become. In the same way that I wish not to be seen as ‘Cancer’ but for my strength of personality and compassion and of course my gorgeous looks (ok I may be pushing it a little bit!!). We cannot change the decision, see into the future or have any answers as to if life will be better or worse. We can love all those around us while we focus on our strengths and negotiate the road ahead. To use a popular phrase in my house… ‘Hopefully we will be fine’

Love always

Angela xx



Mr H would be amused by the fact 6 girls spent 4 hours fighting for the air space to tell their stories in so little time. I met up with all the girls last week at a new smart Turkish restaurant I’ve wanted to go to for ages. The place was great, quite a few Towie guests with trademark 4 inch heels and polished appearances but also normal crowds like us. As an excited mum allowed out for the night and one that can’t drink any alcohol right now, whilst chatting I managed to knock my mocktail flying across the table smashing all over the floor and narrowly missing the waitress, luckily she was very gracious about it. We covered many subjects good and bad through the evening finishing on the subject of our friend’s new car and her ‘posho’ (as my daughter says) mum with a 4×4 status. Bringing out the can’t drive, can’t park, should walk on the school run jokes. She didn’t stand a chance as we left when her car sat amusingly over the white lines of her parking space.

Sharing our lives together, the ‘C’ subject tends to be a big part, from my perspective it makes it possible for me to process things clearly, to be positive, the same reason I write this blog I suppose, its a therapeutic process. Whether conversation is between friends, with loved ones, a meeting at work, watching a tv chat show or even to yourself in the mirror (although I felt very stupid when I tried this one…) talking is a major part of our lives.

” Attention is the purest form of generosity.” Weil

This week myself and three other friends went up to the ITV studios in London to see Loose Women being filmed. We arrived early to get in the queue for our seats, the mention of Cancer in my spine and suddenly I was given Priority status by the production staff. The celebrity guest, as he walked in the door saw me seated outside in my chair with two other fragile ladies, said hello and then genuinely asked if I was ok with a look of not expecting to see me sitting there. I am very grateful that I currently look well but I’m sure it can make me look a bit of a fraud.

The VIP experience continued as the lovely production lady seated us first in the front row then we were chosen to sit on the panel to do the screen check, a cheeky chance to pretend how the other half live. Filming starts and out come the real four Loose Women ready to discuss much more everyday topics and contribute different stories from their lives. Heading off on various different tangents tackling personal subjects such as relationships, stress and shaving your legs! Giving away our female secrets, and yes I have also rushed out the door only to shave the parts of my legs that are showing. The experience is a good giggle and great fun as women talking is definitely a pastime we enjoy.


Christian Partridge of Eastenders fame comes on to talk about his current projects and also explains his reason for taking part in Big Brother being to pay for the £46k a year bill to have his mum with Parkinson’s cared for in a nursing home. A very touching story about another tragic disease affecting a loved one, the emotion and pain clearly showed in his face as he told us. Life is not always easy not even for those with celebrity status, somehow we don’t expect these sort of dramas to affect their lives off screen. Obviously I am not the only one who realises you can’t have the sunshine without the rain.

“In the end it’s not the years in your life it’s the life in your years that count.”

Abraham Lincoln

There are so many subjects out there we can talk about, Cancer is just one of them and I am just another topic among many. Hearing about other people’s lives makes me realise how many people are affected by a chronic illness and how important their lives are too. I was comparing notes with a mum the other day who is also on a similar path to me about everyday subjects you still have to deal with and how multilayered life becomes when your health changes. The conversation obviously had a big impact on her as she surprised me with a lovely bouquet of flowers later that day for my ’40th’ birthday.

Change throughout our lives mean we are forever finding our new ‘normal’. Part of this rebalancing process are the conversations that surround us, Trivial or deep I love a good conversation it’s amazing what you find out about others and yourself.

Yours chatty as always…

Angela xxx

Well I’ve been 40 for exactly two weeks now and I’m really not sure how I am supposed to feel about this. If the weather was any kind of sign with the hurricane style winds and rain then bright  sunshine in between I have a feeling it’s going to be dramatic, with lots of ups and downs. I don’t feel much different and lots of people are genuinely shocked, they say I look younger than 40. I have no crows feet or grey hairs,  I’m not the size 10 I was at the age of thirty but I look ok. If so many say it they can’t be lying right???

The secret of genius is to carry the spirit of the child into old age, which means never losing your enthusiasm. – Aldous Huxley

I would embark on my mid-life crisis but I think that began when I got cancer ten years ago! I started my second course of chemo tabs today and Along with a cocktail of other drugs It’s no surprise I’m not ageing, I think I am being preserved for the future (hopefully).

10 years on from my original cancer diagnosis I am very excited to reach this milestone. One fab big 40 balloon from my daughter, bunting, birthday cards, too many presents to mention, flowers, dinner, amazing cake, disco lights and a party full of friends and family tick, tick, tick.

I love the chance to be spoilt, Birthday’s, Christmas, Mother’s Day but I also realise the most important part, the thing we remember most is the love of our friends and family. The thoughtful gestures and experiences, big hugs with childhood friends I haven’t seen for ages, blowing out candles while everyone sings Happy Birthday.


Thick stripes, no thin, maybe one thick and two thin everything in three’s. Spots on the top layer, no stars to match the forty cake topper and ribbon around the bottom of each cake alternating with the mid-pink and the brown. Start with white icing at the top and then light pink with a mid pink at the bottom keeping the colours in the right order. I have to say a 10-year-old with access to google images makes for an ambitious cake. One perfectionist, a creative daughter and the helper also with a scary eye for attention to detail and my 40th birthday cake is born.

Birthday’s are natures way of telling us to eat more cake” Jo Brand

Where has the time gone, I’m not cured but am surviving and of course celebrating… I use the ‘life’s too short’ excuse but that’s not very mindful in my case and you can see people’s faces drop when I say it as they think my life may be just that. My bank balance does not appreciate my less careful attitude towards spending these days either, it’s a no go for our plans to fly due to the chemo and stubborn progress of my health so that’s one saving. Other exciting birthday plans do however need enjoying for now and ‘you only live once!’ Oh no there I go again….

I applied the same attention to detail to my cake as I did choosing my birthday present with Mr H and took ages…. With the matching earrings to complete the look I say?? How could he possibly say no 😘. We got our ‘Notting hill’ moment and our very own Rowan Atkinson style assistant at the jewellery counter with special gift wrapping And a bow, but instead of the lavender this time I got a bottle of champagne! Which annoyingly I cannot drink right now but my sister-in-law bought me a chocolate champagne bottle instead and this certainly is allowed.


As we sat outside in the gorgeous warm sunshine the morning after my party eating pancakes on my new birthday patio furniture watching the girls enjoy the last hour on the bouncy castle from the night before I remember thinking I like the way this decade is starting. Now life is getting back to reality, the flowers are past there best, the decorations need to come down and a parking ticket landed on my doorstep yesterday.

But what am I saying ‘life begins at….’ I’m 40 for a whole year and the sun is shining, the Isle of Wight is calling and I need to have my friend over for lunch in return for making my cake and enjoy another spa night with my daughter 😀😀.

Thank you for all making me feel indulged, spoilt and loved.

Love always




I am reminded of that song that says ‘the DJ saved my life’. After my recent dramatic brush with a&e (which was ok in the end) I was left feeling very bruised emotionally, like those around me. Love does funny things to you when it’s given something heavy to deal with especially when you add in the ‘c’ word. I needed an escape, a distraction something good.

I’m laying here in my usual writing spot, in bed at silly hours listening to Adele. She is my ‘Dj that saved my life’. December last year I spent hours via the iPad/phone and computer in an online waiting room trying to get tickets to see Adele at the o2, and I was lucky to. After what seems like forever the date finally arrived last week and typically Mr H had man flu and I was 3 days out of hospital. There was no question hit the drugs cupboard we were on the train and not missing this under any circumstances.

Sitting in the audience waiting the sense of excitement and anticipation is infectious, 2 lighting engineers are abseiled up to their spotlights high up in the gods above our heads and I have no idea how anyone could do that job. The audience falls silent someone has spotted something, a head starts to appear coming up from the middle of the stage, she starts with ‘Hello‘ and the crowd roars, me included. We have amazing seats only 10 rows from the front, I have waited so long to get here I sit on the edge of my seat with wide eyes and love every second.

There is so much emotion in her singing it feels personal, she finds a cancer survivor in the audience and invites her on stage for a big hug and a selfie. Another young girl has made a big poster and everyone laughs when she says can I keep this and the young girl says no, Time for another selfie. Stories continue between songs about her pink thong and lots of her trademark colourful language to go with it, her personality shines through she connects with her audiences and is clearly relaxed. We are told her glass of wine is ready backstage to celebrate her last night, meanwhile on stage she stands there with her mug of hot honey and lemon.

The production is equally impressive especially when ‘set fire to the rain’ Is sung inside a cage of falling rain.


Her voice is faultless and powerful throughout, the night went too quickly every song a new favourite, the night ends on a climax with ‘Rolling in the deep’ and paper confetti released over our heads. Like a kid at a wedding I’m grabbing the air to catch as many as I can each one is printed with a handwritten message.

‘ throw your soul through every open door’

and ‘thank you for coming’ no thank you for inspiring me, the last few weeks is definitely, ‘water under the bridge’. It’s my new bedtime favourite to remind me to brush life off and move on. Part one of 40th birthday celebrations done.

Enjoy the sunshine

Love always

Angela xx


I’ve been struggling to write my blog this last month, how to pitch it, what to share, what I say? Until I saw a recent blog titled ‘write like no one’s watching’ when I realised this blog is my thoughts and feelings whatever they are, not always funny or thoughtful sometimes grumpy and just the way they are. Don’t be too selective or worry about what image I portray just tell it how it is, chat as though I am talking to a friend.

There comes a point in life when you have to stop reading other people’s books and write your own” Albert Einstein
The last month I have been surviving at home without a boiler in a kind of camping stay cation, with our blankets, hot water bottles and lots of heaters. Laying on the rug in front of the log burner with blankets watching the flames with Mr H and the girls wrapped up on the sofa watching films and even the cat finding her hot spot too,has been an opportunity to spend cosy times together and warm each other. We have at one point even toasted marshmallow’s on it. There has been some competition over who starts the best fire, turn’s out it’s quite the natural instinct to want to create fire.

The inner fire is the most important thing mankind possesses” Edith Sodergran

When the first engineer came out, I answered the door to be greeted by a jolly , ‘it’s chilly out here today!’ I knew then my sense of humour was not going to last long as I stood their in 4 layers of clothes. Thanks to the lovely girl at Npower who spoke to her manager for me a grant helped us to quickly defrost with a brand new boiler. It’s amazing how cold your walls can get with no heating for 6 weeks and how long it takes to get them warm again (about 4 days for future reference).

Watching my daughter’s school play about World War II It does make you realise our generation are so lucky in this country not to be living during Wartime, I can’t even remember the last time there was a power cut. It puts my comments about my boiler into some perspective, not to mention having to evacuate my daughter on a two day school trip. I cannot imagine how parents did it back then for even longer? I wouldn’t fancy living on rations either but I have just had a hospital lunch and I don’t think there’s was much difference.

My cancer was feeling left out it had become more settled even improved a little, it was no longer the centre of my attention. I lay here writing this in Queen’s hospital my neck has hurt a lot the last two days and my oncologist doesn’t like it she has brought me in overnight for an urgent scan to check it. My daughter came in to see me with the little best mum teddy I love along with my partner and his daughter they all packed me an overnight bag with a cheeky flake in their too! Love and Chocolate fixes everything. Sleeping here would of been ok except for the noises through the night from the other three beds which can only compare to the noises in “The Walking Dead” I know I’m being mean, they are are elderly but no sleep makes you really grumpy. I’ve had a lovely chat with Bertha next to me this morning from Wales who turns out also has cancer and is clearly worse off than me so now I feel guilty thinking that.

Some results are back no immediate emergencies and I can go home, just something else causing trouble this month. Cancer is not a fun process it brings out all different emotions in people and lots of questions there are not always answers to.

This angel has lost some of her sparkle this month for sure but it’s the beginning of April and the sun is shining again. Spring has always been my favourite season with the new tulips and daffodils, the clocks have gone forward, the evenings are getting lighter and leaves are starting to grow on the trees, positive is coming back. Even more positive I turn 40 at the end of the month, it’s a chance to regain some fun and i have much celebrating to do. Unlike many others who dread turning 40 and look back at a past decade I cannot wait to reach a new one. It’s will be 10 years ago I started my cancer journey, another big milestone to be thankful for.

I decided last year to mark this by embarking on 40 random acts of kindness of all different sizes to complete by the time I am 40. A chance to give back and brighten someone’s day. Only I am running out of time now it Looks like I’m gonna be very caring in the next few weeks… I still have 18 to go!

But I make no promises my time keeping has never been the best. 😜

Love Always

Angela xx




After a busy day I walk into his office leave my shoes in the corridor and throw my coat over the first chair I come to and then wander over to his desk to sit in the comfy office chair and lean back, then I’m keen to find out what’s been happening today? As soon as he sees me he smiles its good to see each other after a long day at work. I notice lots of paperwork over his desk, you really should tidy these up I say, putting them alphabetically in a new in-tray perhaps? I don’t get any response which is strange I would expect this idea to be helpful? Realising it’s nearly 6pm I’m keen to eat something, I’m starving, I have no idea what we are doing for dinner? With any luck he has been to the new trendy bakery on the south bank in his break to get one of my favourite cupcakes.

I can see out of the corner of my eye the flat screen TV on the wall of the office which has the news on it. As I walk closer I can see on the way inside the small office kitchen, all the dirty washing up is all piled up on the side. What have they been doing all day? I proceed to the cupboard to find a wine glass and then pour from the cheeky bottle of pink bubbles in my bag… It’s been a long day.

I walk back across the office And I can see he has laid out some dinner on the meeting room table for us to enjoy, he is standing there with a grin of anticipation he knows he has done well. As I walk into the room he pulls out a chair for me to sit down. You look like you’ve had a busy day sit down and relax he says…

So how was your day he asks attentively? I mainly worked on the junior training programme and started implementing my new reward scheme with my boss, i need to raise key questions about the future communications within my team I tell him. We touched base with all the latest playground developments and the research trip to the science museum is now confirmed in the diary. I ask what have you been up to today?

Before I hear his reply there is a noise in the background? ‘Morning its 7.30 on Tuesday‘ the DJ cheerfully announces thanks to my bedroom radio. That heavy feeling on my chest is not work related stress, in fact it’s my cat sitting on my duvet purring away flicking her tail across my face whilst I sleep in a not subtle effort to wake me up and get fed.

Nearly 10 years ago now the relationship with my career in design was overtaken by a new relationship: motherhood. No longer am I that girl running to catch the 8.32 to Fenchurch street that gave me an extra ten minutes in bed and got me to work with minutes to spare. Now we are shortly going to be running with school bags and a scooter to the school gates before the door shuts at 8.55am, somethings don’t change, mornings have never really been my strong point. So every weekday morning the chaos begins, remember the homework, the swimming bag, where are my school shoes? Where’s the form for parent’s evening? I have to bring in a microphone and rap outfit for today mummy? I just need to check is my snow still in the freezer??

If being a mother were a job there’d be a selection process, pay, holidays, a superior to report to, performance assessments, Friday drinks, and you could resign from your job and get another one because you didn’t like the people you were working with. It’s not a vocation either – being a mother is a relationship” Catherine Deveny, The Guardian

Those skills from work are not just needed for business but for life. Particularly parenthood, with new targets, moving boundaries, increasing challenges and short deadlines. Multi-task, listen, negotiate, compromise, patience, leadership and management are just to name a few. I need to think outside the box, play in the box, cut up the box and jump over the box.

“In parenting roles you get a chance to do a lot of the same things you do as a manager,” Ruderman says. “You get to hone your interpersonal skills. You learn how to develop other people. It’s another opportunity to learn from experience.” Marian N. Ruderman, research director at the Center for Creative Leadership www.forbes.com

Its ironic that now I am not working in London anymore and looking after my daughter that I now have the patience of a saint and fantastic negotiation skills, I have to listen daily to the requests for a mobile phone! now it is time to pass on those patience and compromise skills to my daughter because she isn’t getting one yet…

Angela xx










18 years ago on this very morning I lost the love of my life… My Mum. A life gone, cruelly cut short too soon leaving a big hole in my heart. It’s now 18 years on and my life has changed beyond recognition from that day. My degree, my career, 3 homes, 1 marriage,  1 daughter, 2 cancers, 1 cat, 1 divorce, and much more in between.

She has missed a lot in her life and mine making me realise never take somebody you love for granted, it is not guaranteed they will always be by your side. My memories are happy rather than painful now, a childhood that I felt loved, happy, confident and safe.  The Birthday’s and Christmas times she created, her 40th birthday party and the ants eating her cake on the dining room table the next day.  I remember the note she left in my pack lunch on my first school trip, our first family caravan holiday when myself and my sister spent the two weeks with chicken pox and she swore she would never set foot in a caravan again.

There are certain times in my life that I miss her to talk to, yes all the obvious ones of course but its navigating life and the everyday stuff that you know she would of understood what to do as only mums can. I watch my daughter at 10 as she hits her teenage phase and one minute she loves me, then I’m so embarrassing, why don’t I do exactly what she wants? so then she hates me, how could I possibly understand her? This does make me giggle it’s scary how much she is like me at that age and how much I have turned into my mother, I have learned many lessons from my daughter and carry on to try and understand how children work as other Mums before me.

When you take the time to actually listen, with humility, to what people have to say, it’s amazing what you can learn. Especially if the people who are doing the talking also happen to be children.”
― Greg Mortenson, Writer

The Secret Life of 4 Year Olds Channel 4 (wk07)..... L-R Oliver and Luke

Photo: Katie Hyams                                                  The Secret Life of 4 Year Olds                            Channel 4

I will do my best, I won’t always get it right but I will try. That unconditional love between a parent and child is always there even if you can’t always be together but is worth it for those times that you are.

In Loving memory of my Mum (1949-1998)

Thank you

Love Angela xx




Christmas is done for another year and everyone has gone home, elf has returned and my daughter is now taking full advantage of late to bed and late up.  Six recycling sacks sit in the hallway, I have done the washing up and I’ve moved stuff around the house. Despite my oven blowing up 2 days before Christmas and realising I had 1 teabag left on the morning we pulled it off! The tree, the elf, crackers, turkey, presents, Christmas pudding and party games all get a big tick! My daughter gave me the most loving and thoughtful card I’ve ever had and I’m super pleased with my gorgeous girlfriend one with lots of kisses. The full vision of Christmas was enjoyed as planned.

A friend’s daughter asked for donations of hats and gloves before Christmas so she could hand them out to the homeless in London, inspired by this thoughtful gesture we went yesterday to drop off the food we have also been collecting every week in our food shop to the food bank along with some Christmas goodies we didn’t use for someone else to enjoy. Its just as nice to give as to receive this time of year and is always so gratefully received. Christmas heightens all your feelings, some of those deep personal feelings from present and past have a way of creeping to the surface when we hit post party after Boxing Day. This is because we care and it’s what makes us human, no ones life is perfect but we love it anyway.

I have no fear of perfection – you’ll never reach it. Salvador Dali, Artist and Writer.

Our cupboards are also far from perfect so the January clear out has started early I have filled 5 black sacks just from my daughters room, the advantage of turning ten is she is now too cool for princess outfits and her toys cars,  Topsy and Tim and the Rainbow Fairies have made the cut too. I feel a bit sad remembering her playing with these but 10 is the new 13 we are now making room for the lava lamp, fur coat, knee high heeled boots and make up, she has now after all these years started to discover brand culture, although thankfully lego is still a brand she loves.

After all the indulges of Christmas I have had a few false starts on the detox and health campaign and tonight is New Year’s Eve! I need to stop living on tree chocolates, left over turkey and biscuit selections! This one will have to wait a day though and be a proper New Year’s resolution along with the rest of the country. Mary Portas showed us last night what we have bought this year and yes I have my ‘Deliciously Ella’ cookbook of healthy recipes and now need to update my wardrobe with trendy athleisurewear, my daughter also wants a spiralizer for our vegetables. This has made me think, here are just a few of my discoveries from this year:

  • Give up trying to get my daughter in to bed by 8.30pm.
  • Loom bands are out.
  • Forget normal TV Amazon prime and Netflix is the way to go.. I highly recommend outlander, hunger games and suits.
  • Say yes more.
  • It’s ok to be nice.
  • Everybody should have someone that makes them feel special.
  • Sit down and relax you will feel better for it.
  • Going out to dinner is not good for the waistline.
  • You can run most of your life from bed on your iPhone and it takes better images than your camera.
  • Less butter less sugar… Apple juice is very bad.
  • Life is about balance, good and bad come in equal measure if one is more than the other something will correct this.
  • A New Year’s resolution is something that goes in one year and out the other…

I lay here at 10am in bed writing with my cat purring on top of me, tomorrow is the start of a New Year and we are in a totally different place now. It’s been a tough one to navigate and I have seen new heights and lows in love, motherhood and friendships this year. There have been a few spanners in the works I didn’t expect but they have confirmed how lucky I am to be loved by those around me which I will always be grateful for this. I get it now love conquers all

Thank you and enjoy your adventures next year… I wish everyone a loving and fabulous 2016 and here is a quote from a guilty pleasure, one of several Christmas films I’ve watched:

You have a brain in your head, and feet in your shoes, so go ahead and seek, whatever direction you chose! Chalet Girl 2011

So from your Writer, Designer, Mother, Daughter, Sister, Gorgeous girlfriend, Best friend, Teenage PA, Cook, Shopper, Cleaner, Decorator, talks too much, should exercise more, must do the washing up and so on again next year… Love always xx






It was almost a year ago that I embarked on a huge rebalancing of my life and finally gave up the fight and accepted part of the reason I was unhappy was being in a marriage without love that wasn’t working and it was time we called it quits. i took myself by surprise at the decisiveness that I took this step and how right it felt to start out again just me and my daughter. As the months went on I decided I wanted to go out and find someone to enjoy what I’d been missing for so long.

So it began, time to make adult conversation and release my inner wit and practise flirting again… Someone to go out to dinner with or see a film, try new things, finally a social life of my own. Don’t get me wrong I enjoy the mum social scene that comes with children but it has its limitations! Fundamentally dating hasn’t really changed from too many years ago when I last took part but now with a few added bits.. An online profile or life cv, mobile numbers, what’s app, smiley faces etc?? After messages with a few people and having a good giggle I realised there is no substitute for meeting in person and finding if the all important attraction is there? So off I went on an actual date!… Or now a coffee date first to see if you want to go on a real date, its surprising though how many people don’t actually drink coffee when you meet.

“Each dating experience provides you with in-the-moment information about your preferences, weaknesses and strengths. If you continue to think and do the same things that you have always thought and experienced, you will remain stuck. Your brain has an extraordinary ability to adapt and grow—if you allow it. For the brain to grow you have to give it new stimulation and new experiences that challenge you on some level. Perhaps there are things that you like or have wanted to try but have been afraid to do so. As long as they reflect your genuine interest, work through the anxiety and put yourself in novel situations where you may meet different kinds of people and experience other aspects of your personality.”

Jill P. Weber, Ph.D.  a clinical psychologist

When I went on one particular date in May this year I wasn’t expecting anything other than more practise. Oh how wrong I was something in his look, I knew within the first hour this time was very different, I wanted to stay here I liked it, a lot and I confess fancied the pants off my new date! I wanted to know more and I wasn’t leaving without a cheeky kiss, and I got it! Albeit a very polite and gentlemanly one, we were keen to hold hands together and smiling a lot, this showed real promise and excitement.

We weren’t wrong, six months on and a lovely surprise bunch of pink roses this week we’re well on our way, it seems we both felt the same on that day. We know so much more about each other now and our feelings have grown into love and care for each other. He has brought me back into a life I want to enjoy every minute of. Trying to remember good places to go, choosing a film for the cinema, thinking of holidays you would like to go on. Discovering each others differences, what flavour crisps you like, what TV you like to watch, what alcohol you drink. With time has come the ability to enjoy being relaxed in each others company, cooking dinner, falling asleep on the sofa, not wearing make up or your best clothes.  Combining two lives, both our families and our ex families too, its no easy task and takes time to create something new and different.

Something’s don’t change though… “It’s your turn, no I did it last night, but I cooked dinner, but I’ve been working all day!” Yes the washing up a test of any relationship! Its funny now how those little niggles start to show, even down to what dishcloth you use, when your older you have your set ways, you bring these to your relationship in equal measure. I find this amusing, which ones you think ok I’ll try your way and others you take no notice of, grin and carry on as always. Christmas is our next milestone, the tree, the dinner, combining even more families into 2 days and getting the presents right, the hardest bit of all.

Miles from where we started the last six months has been exciting, dramatic and also a valuable lesson in how a relationship should be. We are not perfect, I am still working on not receiving comments negatively as I would of done in the past, when I had good reason to and trusting now that I don’t, in the beginning the ghosts of both our pasts still affected our reactions to a situation. Luckily this time round differences resolve themselves easily and quickly and just add to the process of getting to know each other. The main thing I have learn’t this year is to do what makes you happy and be with who makes you happy, don’t settle or do something just because you feel you are expected to, trust your instincts.

A counsellor told me a year ago all good relationships are built on compassion and compromise, you need someone who makes you feel special, which is where I am today! I am looking forward to what the next six months will bring.

Lots of love






Cancer you have tried to hold me back but my Christmas spirit won’t let you. You have taught me what is important, who do I love, who loves me? I still have my ability to love life and those in it. This time of year my Christmas spirit is alive and well…

“Christmas is the day that holds all time together.”  Alexander Smith

Christmas is nearly here and like every year it takes over my life, I will put my heart and soul into it forgetting everything else that’s going on. I have booked the pantomime tickets, the first batch of tree chocolates are on the tree, the Strictly final is a few weeks away and I have ordered my turkey! Discussions have started about what drink and treats will be left Christmas eve for father christmas and his reindeer, definitely mince pies and carrots but the drink is yet to be confirmed, milk or alcohol? The cat will eventually get bored of climbing the Christmas tree, which i will restock with the hidden packet of tree chocolates on Christmas eve! How many turkey dinners out can I chance this year so as not to be fed up with turkey on the day??

Trying to arrange to see friends in December its surprising how little time there is to go out and I already have dates now booked in for January which now seems to be the new December. My daughter has written a very detailed list on the computer for father christmas with every year the presents getting smaller and the cost larger… no more plastic toys in big boxes she has now discovered brand names.

This is a time of year I have never grown out of, Christmas is quality time to spend with your family and loved ones relaxing, watching ‘Elf’ for the 17th time, forgetting to watch the queens speech, eating food at odd times of the day and reconnecting with the sofa. I do love the build up and anticipation, the opportunity to release my inner elf… Although this one will not be sitting on the shelf. Unlike my other elf who has become a huge fan of pinterest and Facebook for inspiring all her naughty antics.

“The best way to spread Christmas cheer is to sing loud for all to hear”           Elf (film) 2003

The Christmas John Lewis ad always serves as a good reminder Christmas is about giving your time, energy, thoughts, love and compassion. A happy picture of kids in Christmas jumpers, Grandad’s asleep in the chair with their cracker hats on, family games and searching the quality streets for the toffee pennies! There is so much emphasis on happy families this time of year that it is easy to forget that it will be hard for some, families come in all shapes and sizes, there are those who will no longer be with us and our thoughts will be with them, those who are here for the first time to spoil and enjoy, those we may disagree with but our love still goes out to them and there are those less fortunate than us who may need our compassion and help.

Every year we go to the children’s nativity service on Christmas eve which reminds us it is a time that is as much about giving as it is receiving and its the time we spend together that we will remember. This year things have changed in our house, the photos will be different, my daughter knows daddy won’t be at her home on Christmas morning she will see him separately this year, I suspect double the amount of presents will go down well but still its a change that is hard to deal with for a 10 year old. Christmas is a time for creating memories, and we can still enjoy our traditions at home together even though the people change, we will still put up our tree, hang our tree chocolates, put out our stocking, leave out our mince pies and carrot and enjoy our day, we may even take a Christmas selfie…

After the turkey sandwiches, turkey curry, turkey and chips we will then clean, de-clutter, exercise more, eat better, forget about our new year’s resolutions and every day life will resume as before, if only we could treat everyday like Christmas.

17 days and counting…

Have a Merry Christmas

Lots of Love

Angela xx

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