Monthly Archives: June 2011

Midweek Munchies: Party for One

I adore P. I really do. FACT.  I also adore cooking for him. What I don’t adore is his lack of love for all things seafood. I would live on seafood every day if I could.

P has disappeared off to San Francisco today, off on holiday with the boys for two weeks. Yup…you heard me…..two weeks. We don’t even own a pet to keep me company! It’s going to be a lonely ole time for little ole me. So to cheer myself up, and revel in things I love when the man I love has buggered off for a while….I’m eating mussels!

Mussels need very little cooking, so no need for a real recipe here

  • Stick them in the bottom of a large, heavy-based pan with a small amount of water and turn up the heat to steam them. As soon as the shells start gaping open, you know they are ready.
  • Try not to overcook them or it’ll be like chewing rubber bands.
  • Get rid of any that haven’t opened…it’s not that they’ll kill you, they are just a pig to open and cooks have been telling us forever to chuck ‘em.

Now I like my mussels from Brussels in a garlic white wine sauce which is pretty easy peasy to do.


  • 1 tsp butter
  • 1 good old glug and a bit of Chardonnay or other non-sweet white wine
  • 1 small onion, diced
  • 2 cloves fresh garlic, minced/crushed/hacked to death

How To

  1. Kill your garlic in your chosen fashion and heat it up in a pan along with your butter.
  2. Add your onions, and fry till translucent.
  3. Whack in your wine and heat for a few minutes to let the flavours mingle.
  4. Pour over your mussels and serve.
  5. Eat with copious amounts of carbs (I either have crusty bread, chips or pasta) and wiggle with delight.

What is your Party for One dish?

One Year in our Nest

P & I will have been together 2 years this coming September, but on Sunday we had another celebration. A year living together in our little flat. Our first grown up home.

P had never lived with a girlfriend before he moved in with me on that fatal day in 2010. And although this was my second time treading these particular boards, I was terrified he’d hate every second of sharing a space with me. I’m loud, crabby and have serious issues with lights being on and washing up not being done.

It’s not always been a bed of roses. These walls have seen bickering, tears, full-blown hissy fits, and sometimes P is here too! Thankfully, these wonky walls have also seen buckets of laughter and a lot of love.

Even though, against all odds, I packed my boxes and moved to a place where I knew nobody, I don’t regret a single day. Not one.

So in celebration of not killing each other this year, P took me to one of my favourite restaurants. The Harvester. It’s not posh. It’s not fancy. Does it do a rack of ribs as big as my head?….Yes it does.

And after a year of living together and nearly two years as a couple…P has realised I’m THAT sort of girl.

The Wiltshire Farm Wedding of Mr & Mrs Crothers

As mentioned here, I was invited to a beautiful wedding in my home county of Wiltshire.

I’ve known, the now Mrs Crothers, since she was born. And saying that makes me feel old. Thankfully, I was only 2 when she was born.

Our parents were fine friends, but after mine went their seperate ways and hers did similar, we haven’t met up as often as two girls who grew up together should have.

She had the grace to invite P and I to her wedding, to her wonderful man, Rob, who looked dashing in his military garb on the day.

Knowing only P (who knew only me), the mother of the bride and the bride herself, I quickly introduced myself to Rob at the church. I was greeted with a small smirk and a raised eyebrow at the mention of my name. Mentally, I was trying to think of any embarrassing stories that showed me in a bad light….then I remembered I was me, and that embarrassment was drilled out of me from a young age by my loud and yet loving parents. I was checking my reflection in a nearby vase, was my boob out? Well…the twins were on show…but it was demure. I was intrigued.

It wasn’t till later, when sat next to the groom at the reception (they did a wonderful thing of sitting everyone who only knew them (and no-one else!) at their table), that his new bride leant over to me and told me how she had told him who he was sitting next to at the reception.

“I showed him your Facebook profile picture…you know…the one with your corset on and your leg in the air…”


What an introduction eh? Did I need to now keep up the pretence of being glam and graceful? Obviously not! Could she not have mentioned this 5 hours ago?! :D

All jesting aside, it was a beautiful day, and the reception in an emptied, pressure washed and then decorated tractor shed was amazing. I loved that even the family  and farm animals were involved. The 4 dogs nosing about, on the hunt for dropped sausages and begging for cake. The parrot brought over from the house in it’s cage as it was getting lonely. Even feeding the pigs became an event!

The best news of the evening for P & I was we only had 10 meteres to crawl to our tent in the next field, after sampling Muttley’s Cider and stuffing our faces with the Cheese wedding cake!

The Crothers are now in Germany (they moved 3 days after the wedding!) with their dog, Bracken. Wish them all the happiness in the world!

Sunday Saviours #4

Sunday Saviours Round 4 – ding ding ding!

Things that have been helping me out this week!


This is a fabulous website where you can post up your looks and look at hundreds of other fashionistas from around the entire world. Check out these beauties!

Got Mice?

Wonderful blogger, Thrifty Decor Chick, did some very cute things with her stairs last October and Christmas. I think I may need to do this come Halloween!


I came across this woman whilst searching for shoe storage…and she has become one of my heroines!

WWI tunnel

Could you imagine such a time capsule left unfound since 1918?

Nice to see you….to see you nice!

What a bonus for Brucie!

Katy & GHD

I love GHD’s adverts. They did a series of twisted fairytale ones last year that made me chuckle. And also Katy is my favourite.

Thrifty Find: Purple Shoes

Just had to share this gorgeous charity shop find! £5! ($8 to my American friends!)


I honestly squealed a bit when I viciously elbowed my way across the shop spotted them, then unashamedly begged the lady behind the counter to hold them for me as I ran to the bank to get some cash out!

Apologies for the not so fabulous photography – P is out at a stag do today and tonight (Yep…wedding 3 is looming) so he isn’t here to be my official piccie snapper, so it is just little’ ole me and a mirror…which now I realise was quite mucky! APOLOGIES!

ALSO…How hard is it to take decent pictures of your own shoes…whilst wearing them?! If women had to do this every day, there would be no place in the world for yoga….FACT.

I love how my tattoo peeks out of these bad boys!

Have you found anything fahhhhbulous on the cheap recently?!

Midweek Munchies: Tunaballs

Now although your mind may shoot to the gutter, this has nothing to do with fish man parts. The place in your mind that you went to, would mean that there were Mermen…and they were the wrong way up with fish heads. They don’t exist…… only the Mermen with fish tails are real. FACT. just check the Little Mermaid for reference.


Like meatballs but made with Tuna, these babies are a great midweek meal. We had them tonight, hence the late post!

Ingredients (serves 2)

  • 2 cans of tuna (I used Mermaid friendly – it is personal taste if you want in brine, in oil or in water – I used brine.)
  • 2 Spring Onions
  • 1 egg, beaten.
  • Glug of vegetable oil
  • Half jar of Tomato based sauce (I used 1/2 a jar of Homepride’s Pasta Bake sauce in Tomato, Garlic and chilli – because it’s P’s fave)
  • Glug of water (in case sauce is too thick)
  • Spaghetti


  • Put your pan on get your water boiling for your spaghetti.
  • Chop your spring onions, beat your egg and put them in a bowl together.
  • I also then put my glug of oil in the frying pan, ready, but not heating up yet.
  • I hate getting my hands dirty, so I wear CSI gloves to drain the tuna, and using my hands squeeze all the brine/water/oil out.
  • Still wearing my CSI glove, I then mix the tuna with the egg and onion mix, forming balls by squeezing. I made 7 pretty big balls, but you could make up to 12 littler ones.
  • I then pop these in the frying pan one by one as I make them, remove my gloves and whack on the heat, and begin to fry them, turning them carefully so they don’t fall apart.
  • Spaghetti should probably go on now, as the Tunaballs need to cook for 5 – 10 minutes.
  • When your Tuna is golden brown on all sides, whack in your sauce and a glug of water to help it along and stop it sticking to the bottom of the pan.
  • Cook for another 5 minutes.
  • Drain your pasta, but not too well. Over-drained pasta gets a bit claggy and sticks to your teeth. Bleurgh. Serve into bowls.
  • Take your Tunaballs off the heat, and spoon out onto your pasta, adding the extra sauce on top.
  • YUMMY!


What I Wore – The Wiltshire Farm Wedding

As aforementioned in Sunday’s post, I spent the weekend in my home county of Wiltshire.  I was attending the most beautiful wedding of my friend Katie and her new husband, Rob.

As those who have read my blog before will know, I have 3 weddings to attend this summer, and this was number 2.

I’ll divulge a little more later in the week about the newlywed Crothers and their beautiful day once P has sorted through the hundreds of piccies he took.

Having been inspired by several gorgeous fashion blogs written by some very pretty ladies (whose faces are actually goddess like), I thought you’d give you a little looksie at what this pigeon wore to a wedding taking place in an old tractor barn, complete with 4 dogs and a parrot, followed by camping in the rain. :D

  • Dress, Pumps, Headband, Belt (Primark- all bought about 2 years apart!)
  • Cardigan, Silver bracelet (Charity/Thrift shop)
  • Clutch (Vintage)
  • Heart necklace, earrings (Gifts from family)

The Fridge said to the Coffee Maker…

“You horrid piece of machinery….. all you do is make an awful racket! And look at you….in your red tart outfit….it’s disgusting.”

Sunday Saviours #3

Roll up, roll up! Sunday Saviours take 3!

I’m out and about today travelling back from the the wedding of a childhood friend, Katie – pics will follow next week!

Top 10 Disney Outfits

Ok, anyone who didn’t love Disney as a child is seriously missing some sandwiches from their picnic. Now as a 24 year old, I can see the genius fashion ideas and the fact that Disney ruined my expectations of love….and I’m not alone.

Oliver Bonas

Another amazing site that Miss LaurenAlice has pointed me towards. I particularly love the Bunny Coat Hook and the Cupcake Key Covers!

Not On the High Street

A fabulous site for things that you won’t find on your run of the mill high street. Perfect for gifts, especially personalised stuff.  I adore this Bird Hook and these bespoke wedding canvases.

A Bus Full of Frocks

The most beautifully restored double decker bus that is now a shop full of beautiful vintage things.

Cool Lunchboxes

I cannot wait to have kids, so I can pack these everyday! I may just buy one of these for P so I can pack them now!

Hello Flower

I’ve only recently jumped on this lovely lady’s bandwagon – but she’s fab. Check her out.

Pins and Needles

I spent most of Tuesday morning adding more fabric to the lining of a dress of mine. Not a laborious task, especially as I get to play with my sewing machine and dabble in my sewing kit.

I love these vintage tins that I procured from my grandmother’s sewing box.

I also love my shockingly lurid pin cushion. I made it at Brownies aged 8. I had given it to my Mum but I stole it back when I began sewing more regularly. I think it is important to have little things hold memories.

I must say, I think my pink Fiskars are the bee’s knees. They live in my sewing box, and woe betide ANYONE who uses them for paper!

Packed away all neat like! If only it stayed this way!