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Five More Years

I have every intention of writing a St Patrick’s Day piece today, given it’s the celebration of all things green, white and orange, but having logged into my website, poised to type, something way more important was brought to my attention.

It turns out that I started blogging 5 years ago today. I’m mega chuffed about this coincidence for a number of reasons. 1 – because I will never forget this anniversary ever again, given the date, 2 – I have another excuse to go for a drink, and 3 – its been FIVE years….wow! I’m absolutely chuffed to be able to confidently say that I love writing now even more than I did back in 2012.

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Yep…..it’s goosed!

Having launched myself into the passenger seat of my car, one sunny spring day back in 2012, I slipped and ruptured two discs in my lower back, and thus a writing career was born! Actually it was more like the following 9 months of daily agony that encouraged me to write as there was little else I could do while I waited for neurosurgery to fix it!

Who’d have thought that my humble, little Geordie’s Girl blog, and the comfort it gave me to get though months of insomnia, waiting around in hospitals, and the early days of recovery, would blossom into a year at college to gain my NCTJ qualification, a junior writers job, many freelance roles, radio broadcast opportunities, my first ever hosting gig and of course my beloved editorial position with The Guide Liverpool. All that from a slipped disc, not bad going huh?

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If I’ve learned one thing from this rollercoaster journey its that luck, Irish or otherwise can only get you so far. Hard work, determination and integrity are the real stepping stones to the top.

Here’s to St Patrick, and five more years!

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May I?

I’ve failed my exams this month, spectacularly. I’ve so much respect for print journalists who can knock out 100 words per minute in shorthand, especially when dealing with sensitive subjects, noisy environments and random accents. You people are like, magical or something.

Sadly I’m not sure I’m cut out to join the elite, despite my brilliant shorthand lecturer persevering with me, I have hit the 80 wpm wall and cant seem to block out all the nonsense long enough to hit that coveted centenary mark.

I bowled into college, 12 minutes late last Friday morning, amid a flurry of phone calls that wound me right up, only to realise I had no pen (not even my trusty Army, Be The Best biro) or paper to transcribe on to, urgh.

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One emotional meltdown and four and a half minutes later I had failed my 100 wpm exam. Undeterred by the fact I was busy trying to concentrate, the drama continued through-out the break and into the 80 wpm re-sit exam an hour later. Plus some kid was sitting in MY seat. Failed again, head was most definitely elsewhere and not in the world of Teeline.

I’ve stressed myself out so much this month that the stomach ulcer I cultivated back in October decided to make an unwelcome return resulting in horrendous sickness for three long weeks. I didn’t even lose any weight, no need.

My daily diet of strawberry laces, Costa and cake wasn’t helping. I routinely resort back to the usual excuse; single mum of three, studying, working to build contacts, reputation and an attractive portfolio, plus running a home…..oh and my cat popped four kittens out on Sunday morning. I’m a bit busy to say the least and I’ve survived for too long on nervous energy and sugar!

So on to the positives! I now eat food, proper grown up food, and the biggest surprise is…..I actually like it! (munching porridge with grated apple and banana in it right now in fact). I feel so much better in just 4/5 days its remarkable. If you see me loitering around KFC, you have permission to kick my ass.

And because I feel better I’ve been able to get involved with some awesome events. I spent four idyllic days in Barcelona and sat in the press box and conference room at the Nou Camp. I’ve solved a murder mystery at the The Empire Theatre with Agatha Christie’s The Mouse Trap.

I’ve (unsuccessfully) tried to nick a lamb from Farmer Ted’s ( they’re so bloody cute) and held an Amazonian tree frog! I’ve rocked out with a bunch of ten year olds at a disco party and ate my (substantial) body weight in Army field kitchen chicken jalfrezi at the Liverpool Food & Drink Festival, Sefton Park.

I had a bit of a snog with Paddy McGuinness (sorry Woernee) at Madam Tussauds, Blackpool and tickled a stingray at Sea Life Centre. Watching the Kop come alive at Liverpool V Chelsea a couple of weeks ago was phenomenal, I’ve never experienced anything like that atmosphere, and the die hard fans tell me it was rubbish at that game

I had the privilege of cuddling brand new baby Elliot and feeling so much love for my wonderful friend Lisa who brought him into the world in a convenient 20 minutes! The same day I had root canal, two fillings and a cocktail for lunch…..and a 3 hour mid afternoon nap as a result!

My little dudes have had a blast in Blackpool, 518ft up in the air at the top of the Blackpool Tower, gasped at the awesome acrobatics at the circus and built their very own tower replica from Lego. We went back to school and walked the corridors of Broadgreen International school, 17 years after I left, whole separate blog post on this shortly.

I’ve photographed my own fantastic city from the roof of the Hope Street Hotel, had a brew with the new Lord Mayor of Liverpool, Roz Gladden and begun work on my first ever complete fashion collection, ready to show in Autumn 2016.

Ulcer schmulcer. Thank you so very much to the Alice and Greg, Jay Hynd and Amanda Moss for your continued support and thrilling opportunities to write. There are tonnes of new photo’s in the gallery here and check out my most recent work with The Guide Liverpool here.

Bring it on June!

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Happy Halloween

Morning Campers and a very happy Halloween to you all!

It feels like its been the longest week in history, stock piling silly string and sugar skull decorations while randomly doing the dishes wearing a witches hat and those plastic vampire teeth…..all in an attempt to get into the party mood for today. Horn of The Dead

I survived the zombie invasion of Hope Street last night and had so much fun filming with my fellow NCTJ student friends in the process. You can see all my pics here and read my zombie street style article on Purple Revolver later today. So despite almost being run down by shocked drivers, and scaring the living day lights out of theatre goers at the Philharmonic Hall (they’d just seen a special screening of Psycho, and came out to zombie banging on the glass doors shouting brains!!!) I’ve sustained only light latex wounds on my face and a bit of a headache from all the laughing. My favourite part of the night was 5 of us standing in line in a deserted Subway chain only for the guy to come out to serve us and almost die of shock.

Face scrubbed clean and slightly less ripped clothing on today, I’m heading to the Girls Day out event at Liverpool’s Exhibition Centre on the waterfront before the face paint comes out AGAIN and its swiftly onto thee Day of The Dead party this evening with Caz! Pics to follow.

Keep It Spooky!

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Grey Matter

I’ve made a huge mistake….I’ve accepted a challenge to not dye my hair until I finish my NCTJ course in June 2016….worst.challenge.ever.

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I don’t know who this lady is…but she knows the struggle!

If you’ve read my previous blogs you’ll know I’m obsessed with the grey hair trend that’s done a couple of rounds over the last two years. I had one disastrous attempt at going grey with a local salon….cue losing four inches off my length from snapping and resorting to having a (too short) fringe cut in to cheer myself up. Fail.

I’ve chatted at length to anyone who will listen, mainly Ro at Voodou Bold Street, about how to go about how to be a full on silver fox and keep my locks in good condition. I’ve consulted hair specialists as far away as Scarborough and watched a million youtube tutorials to see how those in the know achieve this iconic look.

The thing is….I’m going grey naturally…at an alarming rate too. I began my NCTJ course on September 7th and I’ve not dyed my hair since then and I’m rocking all over silver roots already.  My sister who has had more hair colours and styles than I’ve had hot dinners, reckons I should let it grow out naturally, saving on damaging my hair further. So I thought about it and I’ve decided to kick the hair dye into touch for a few months…..well 8 months to be exact.

I currently have around two cm totally natural grey roots…I say grey….its definitely bright white in places and while I’m frustrated that I’ve got to stick this out for such a long time. I bloody love the colour!

My dilemma is this; I have one of two high profile press events to attend in the next few months and while still glossy, my hair looks a mess. Do I cut it redonkulously short to get rid of the dyed brunette…..or find a way to style it on these occasions and keep the length?

Wonder if Kate will join in with my challenge?

Wonder if Kate will join in with my challenge?

If I manage to stick to my plan and resist the temptation to dye, my hair will look amazing when I graduate in June. Either that or I’ll look like Helen Mirren.

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