Holland

 Earlier on in the year I randomly decided that this would be the year I go and see Sukes and Levi (my Dad's sister and her husband) in Holland. They moved over there in 2019, luckily just before Covid! and due to lockdown, I'd only seen them once since then. They were only in Beeston before that so if I was having an off week and fancied a break and some chill time with my Auntie, who has always been more like my big sister as there's only 12 years between us, then I'd jump on the train and go and stop for a couple days. The final time visiting them in Beeston, she'd said that the time it took me to get from my house in Clay Cross, to theirs in Beeston, I'd be in Holland. That's how short the flight was. That did make me feel a little better about visiting because the travelling itself would be nothing compared to journeys I'd done before. So, I messaged Sukes about going over in May but she said that Grandma and Grandad were coming the week that I'd originally booked off, was April too soon? My holidays at work go from April to April, I'd already put in all my holidays so I went to my manager and asked if I could swap my May holiday for a day in April instead. Half of me wanted him to say no because I was scared shitless about flying on my own and having to do all the airport stuff alone, but the other half was obviously hoping for a yes because it was going to be an awfully big adventure for me and I was looking forward to seeing Sukes and Levi, having not seen them since Easter last year. He said yes, that was fine, so that was that, best get booking my flight! I started looking as soon as I got home from work, but it all gave me a bit of a headache so I started with a fresh head, after a nap. I ended up booking through Trip.com, having selected a flight at 9.15am from Birmingham to Amsterdam on Wednesday the 26th, and then 12.15pm from Amsterdam to Birmingham on Saturday the 29th. Sukes had requested those days as it was a Dutch National Holiday on the 27th, called Kings Day (Koningsdag, which I'll tell you more about later). She was very excited that I'd be there for it, and she couldn't wait to show me what the Dutch get up to, to celebrate. 

Leading up to the day, I made sure I knew everything that I needed to know. What platforms I needed to get my different trains to Birmingham from (I had 2 changes). What bus I needed to catch so that I would arrive at the train station on time. How far my hotel was from the terminal, could I walk there or would I need to go to one of the car parks to get a shuttle bus? What terminal did I need (Birmingham is only one terminal anyway!). What zone was check in for my flight? Do I need to check in online? How do I receive my boarding passes? There was a lot to think about and get sorted, especially with me doing it all on my own. Usually you'd have another person to sort it all out with, get lost with, figure it all out with... not this time! 

Tuesday the 25th of April had finally arrived. I was bricking it, and I wasn't even flying on that day! I was awake about 7.30, even though I'd set my alarm for 8.30. I tried to relax in bed a little longer but then remembered I needed to check in on my airline's website and get my boarding pass downloaded to my phone. I sorted that out and headed downstairs for some breakfast and watched some of Downton Abbey. I got ready and then went over to Mum and Dad's for about 9.30. Mum was in the shower, Dad was still in bed and Ryan had only just got up, so I pretty much woke the household up. I'd sent Dad the e-mail with my boarding pass attached so that he could print it out for me, just in case, so I waited downstairs till he'd done. He came downstairs, passed me over the printout and that was that. He looked at me and went, 'you're bricking it, aren't you?' Yes, yes I was! I knew I'd be absolutely fine, I'm very capable, but that didn't seem to stop me from feeling crap. We said our goodbyes (Mum included), and they wished me luck, have a nice time, give our love to Sukes and Levi, etc etc, and then I toddled off back home again. I had some lunch with Aiden and made sure I was all packed before he left for work and we said our goodbyes etc, and then off I went for the first part of my journey. 

I locked up and posted my keys through the door, hoping I'd not forgotten anything cause it was too late and I wouldn't be able to get back in now. I went and stood at the bus stop and waited. And then I waited, and waited... I checked the Stagecoach app but couldn't see my bus anywhere on the route? I checked the Stagecoach website and everything looked okay? Where was my bus?? I checked both again and then when I went onto the website, it had changed to the next bus service. I went back to mine and it suddenly had a red banner along the top of the page stating that the service was cancelled. Shit!! I phoned Dad, remembering that Mum had said if I did need a lift to the train station, ask your Dad, but I'd replied 'Nah, I'll be okay, I kind of want to do it ALL on my own, including the bus to the station'. Dad said it was fine but he was just about to have food so he'd take me after he'd eaten. 'Yep, that's fine, thank you, but can I come round because I've locked myself out now', so off I went, back round to Mum and Dad's for the second time that day! 

We'd got to the train station with plenty of time to spare, so we said our goodbyes (again) and I went to my first platform of the day. It was strange going to Platform 2 at Chesterfield, it wasn't very often that I was heading south when going on the train. My train arrived on time and it was time to begin my journey. First stop was Derby. I arrived on Platform 12 and then had 20 minutes to get to Platform 1, right on the other side of the station. I made it in only a few minutes so decided to have a quick trip to the toilet before settling down on an uncomfortable bar at the side of the platform. Onto the next train and then the next stop was Birmingham New Street. I had 13 minutes to get from Platform 5 to Platform 1. On my final train and I was starting to get ready for a cup of tea in my hotel room. I got off the train at Birmingham International and somehow made my way to an air-rail, which would take me to the terminal. I stood and debated it, my original plan being that I would walk to my hotel which Google had told me would take me about 10 minutes, but I couldn't figure out how to actually get out of the place so I thought, my hotel is only a couple minutes walk from the terminal, so I jumped onto the air-rail and zoomed over to the airport. Now where do I go? I could see roughly where my hotel was, out the window, but how did I get out of the airport? I decided that it looked like it would be downstairs somewhere so I found an escalator and headed down. I'd arrived at check in, but didn't need that until tomorrow! I followed the walkway around and surrounded by a Cafe Nero, Wh Smiths and luggage shop, there was an exit! I remembered that my hotel was near, if not next to, the Novotel, which I could see, so I headed in that direction. Through the car park, round a couple corners, I spotted the Ibis! I checked in and headed up to my room on the 5th floor, dying for a cuppa and a sit down, and then walked through my door to find a very simple room, with NO TEA AND COFFEE STATION! I'd only gone and booked the budget Ibis, not realising that this meant no tea and coffee in the room. Oh well, the room itself, although simple, was still nice and would make a decent place to rest my head for the night. Now to entertain myself until tomorrow. 

The receptionist had mentioned that the restaurant downstairs opened at 5pm. It was 4.50pm, so I went on my phone and browsed Facebook, before putting my shoes back on, grabbing my handbag and book, and heading down. I'd accidentally gone in a different lift to the one I went up in so I ended up in a different part of the hotel but managed to make my way through to the restaurant and took a seat at a table for 2. A man came over and asked what I'd like, so I ordered a lemonade and the lasagne and then settled down with my book. It was quite speedy service and the lasagne was just the right portion size, which meant I still had room for dessert, so I went up to the bar and ordered the chocolate fondant and settled the bill while I was up there. After my food had gone down, I went back up to my room and phoned Aiden to tell him about my mini adventure so far, with the trains and arriving at the airport. Then I phoned Mum to tell her the same thing. I read for a little bit, got ready for bed and had an early night, my alarm set for 5.30am. 

I slept very well, all things considered! The travel sickness tablet that I have to take, does also double up as a tablet for people who suffer with insomnia so with me having to take it the night before travelling, it does also help me sleep! I wasn't feeling too bad. I got up, got dressed and did my make-up, packed up and then went to check out. It was pretty straight forward to the check in desk. Outside departures there was a sign telling you what airlines were in which zones. I literally had to just walk through the door and I was at my check in for KLM. So, I assumed I had to be there 3 hours early... it turns out it was 2, but also... because I'd checked in online, I didn't even need to be at the check in desk and could have either had more time in bed, or more time the other side of security. Oops! Nope, instead, I started off in the wrong queue anyway, I was in the Sky Priority queue, so after standing there since about 6.20am, I moved into the now much bigger queue, at 7.10am when the check in staff arrived. I made an American friend whilst in the queue. He was an older gentleman, roughly around my parents age I'd say, from Chicago and he'd been in England visiting his daughter who lived in Bristol, who had a 10 month old daughter (his grand-daughter), and she'd moved to Bristol 5 years ago. He was flying to Amsterdam and then would transfer for his flight to Chicago. That was about it really, it was just odd snippets of conversation as the queue moved up. When I got to the desk, I told the lady that my bag was a cabin bag and she said to put it on the belt anyway so that she could weigh it. She then printed off a label for my bag and attached it to the handle. I told her it was a cabin bag and I thought I needed that with me but she said the flight was full so it needed to go in the hold. I then panicked and told her I'd not paid for it to which she then replied that it was okay, don't worry about it. I relaxed.... and then panicked again and shouted 'Wait! I need my book!', completely forgot that my big headphones were attached to the suitcase, hanging freely in their case, but they made it to Amsterdam safe and sound. 

I had to ask where security was because I didn't have a clue. The lady told me it was up the escalators. Up I went and then it was pretty straight forward. I emptied my water bottle and popped it in the recycling and then followed the people to go and queue up for security. My new American friend was in front of me again so we had a little chat before he was asked to go to a different part and I went to the one in front. I waited while the couple in front of me had to chuck all their stuff into the trays and then because you're only allowed one clear bag per person, they had to decide which bags to throw away because they somehow had 2 each. I don't tend to take much liquid with me but luckily my suitcase was in the hold anyway so I didn't have to faff with trying to sort it all out. When my time came, I took off my belt and jacket and put them into the tray, along with my phone, ear buds, handbag and book, and then went through the arch, arms stretched out. I'd already popped my 'Scared shitless and doing it anyway' badge in the pocket of my jeans because I'd seen the notice for sharp objects and was worried it would be taken off me. All good, nothing to worry about. I went over to my tray and started putting everything back on, back in my pockets, and my bag back over my shoulder. Right... food!! I hadn't had breakfast yet and was starting to worry that I needed food so that I was okay with my travel sickness tablet that I'd already taken while waiting for check in to open. I had my mind set on spoons but wasn't sure where it was so when I saw that SoHo was advertising bacon cobs, I went for that and a yogurt pot. I sat and had that while I spoke to Leah, who had phoned me to see how I was getting on and asked if I was feeling okay etc. I finished up my food and the conversation and then checked to see what gate I needed and then went to gate 58. 

We waited about... half an hour? And then our sections got called to board. I ended up stood in the queue with my American friend again while we were boarding. Once seated, the... is he still an attendant? The one who tells you what's going on and does the safety instructions etc? Well he told us we had a 15 minute delay on our end, and then off we went. Take off always makes me smile. I don't know why exactly, I think it's the strangeness of it all, actually going up into the sky and flying... it's amazing when you think about it, and also obviously the excitement of going to a different country. I was a bit iffy to start with, always am, and it's the slight drops and going up and down until the plane settles on it's path, makes me feel a bit sick but I was okay. I didn't feel like I was about to throw up, just felt uneasy. After about 20 minutes I started to feel okay and opened up my book. I'd only read a couple pages before one of the cabin crew came round with a coconut macaroon and a little serviette with 'KLM' on it. We didn't get any of that on our Easy Jet flight to and from Paris! So I was quite surprised by the gesture, and then not long after, they came back with the drinks cart and I had a cup of tea. I had to quickly gulp down half of it when they came back for all the empties and then before I knew it, they'd announced that we were beginning our descent to Amsterdam airport, through the clouds and over the (Tulip!) fields and patches of water. We landed with a massive bump that seemed to shock the whole cabin and then the pilot hastily put the brakes on so we were all flung forward. I felt quite emotional because I was there and I'd done it without any major hiccups! Landed safe and sound in one piece! 

After getting off the plane it was a case of following the flow of people again and looking for the signs for the Baggage Hall. I had to go through Passport control first though and I did have a bit of a Becky moment when the woman asked me what kind of passport I had and my reply was 'the physical kind...?'. She meant where was I from! *palm to forehead*. I told her it was British and she guided me to which queue I needed. I flew through there, being asked how long I was staying for and when I was going back and which part of Holland I was staying in, while the guy checked my passport. I followed more signs for the Baggage Hall, checked the board for my flight and which carousel I needed, which was 17! I'm sure Manchester only had about 7 or something. It was miles away. Down this corridor, along this one, round this corner and eventually I arrived at the carousel, just as my bag was coming round! So I quickly grabbed it, thankful that my headphones were still attached, and headed to the arrivals exit. 

I messaged Levi to tell him that I was at Arrivals 3, in case he needed to know and then he phoned. 'Have you got your bag already??', 'Yep, it was there when I got to the belt', 'Oh right, okay then, I don't need to park up. Head upstairs and out to where the taxis and cars are and I'll meet you there.' I stood looking into all the cars, realising that I didn't actually know what car he had so I was looking at the drivers to see if it was him or not. Nope, not him. Nope, not that one. Ooh, I'll stand in this spot so he can just pull up where I am. Nope. Nope, not him. He then phoned again to ask where I was, so then it was a case of  I'm stood near this, I can see this, and then he said 'Can you see a tall bloke waving at you?' No... hang on, ooh I can see you!! There you are!! We were reunited and hugged, and he took  my bag off me and guided me to the car. I was in Holland!! Also, in a Dutch car, so strangely enough, I'd actually gone to the right side for over there, but did go to the wrong side of me for my seat belt, which continued to happen a few times on the trip. But yes, I'd made it, and I was in good hands now too! We drove past seas of red and white and pink (the tulips!). It's not just a stereotype, or whatever the word is, they do actually have fields of Tulips, and loads of bikes, and windmills. 

We went to pick Sukes up from work where I was greeted by a big smile and waving on the side of the road. She got into the car and couldn't contain her excitement that I was there and would give me a massive hug as soon as we got out the car. We went to the beach, where, despite the weather reports, the sun was shining and I could hear the roar of the waves. We went to a cafe to have a proper Dutch pancake, which I had with Nutella. Very yummy! We had a quick glance at the sea and sand and then headed back to the car. Once we got to their apartment and I'd had a little tour, I had a cup of tea (which Sukes hadn't made in about 2 years because the Dutch don't really do English tea, they do more coffee or have their tea black.) and then because I'd been up since 5.30am and as I'd previously mentioned, the travel sickness tablet makes me sleepy, I went for a nap until about 4ish. 

Woke up a bit, got ready and then Sukes and Levi took me to their local, De Stamboom, where I had some very delicious Satay Chicken and too many Coca Colas we found out during the night when I had really bad reflux! There was live music and I got to meet some of their friends and the bar staff, which were all very welcoming and friendly, especially Sylvia (their Dutch Auntie) and another lady who actually remembered my name the next day too! It was a lovely evening. 

I made a new friend back at the apartment, Alpie the cuddly Alpaca. I'd sat in the chair where he was, earlier on in the day and placed him on my lap and we became inseparable from that moment on (apart from when we were out... I think I'd look a bit odd carrying a cuddly Alpaca around The Hague with me!). Sukes said I could take him to bed that night if I wanted to, so I just smiled and took him off to my room! The night itself wasn't that great though, with the reflux, but I came prepared with some Gaviscon tablets cause the majority of the time I know how to control it and prevent it, but every now and then it catches me off guard so I like to take some with me just in case. I thought it was because we'd eaten late but it was still hours before I went to bed so we, and Aiden when I mentioned it to him, deduced that it was actually because of the Coke. 

I had a nice lie in the next morning, after the rubbish sleep, and then had a cuppa and a bit of breakfast before getting ready and heading out. "The Dutch love a good party, which is why Kings Day, Koningsdag, may very well be the best party in the Netherlands. It's a national holiday and celebrates King Willem-Alexander's birthday with lots of music, dancing, flea markets and fun fairs. They traditionally celebrate this holiday while dressed in Orange. This is one party you don't want to miss if you are in the Netherlands." Now, I didn't see much of the proper partying but it was a great day to be a part of. The streets were lined with locals, having set up their own stalls or placed sheets on the ground filled with nick nacks and things they wanted to sell. There was all sorts! Records, clothing, shoes, toys, books, cupcakes... it was like a car boot, but on the street... without the cars. What Americans would call a garage sale I guess. There was so much Orange! I saw a couple of kids with Orange crowns and Orange robes. One man had the Dutch flag around his shoulders, wearing an Orange t-shirt. There were sights to take in, wherever I looked. Sukes asked me at one point if I was okay because I seemed a bit quiet but nope, I was fine, just taking everything in cause it was very cool to witness. We were very lucky with the weather that day as well and got to have lunch outside an Italian restaurant, all choosing to have various warmed Foccocia. I had Caprese on mine (Tomato, Mozzarella and Basil). We stopped at a couple cafes and bars throughout the day, just taking it all at a leisurely pace and enjoying ourselves, instead of rushing about, trying to cram everything in, like I usually did on my holidays. 

We finished the afternoon back at De Stamboom, sat outside in the sun, with my first proper mint tea, which was hot water in a glass, filled with mint leaves. You put some honey in it yourself to make it sweeter. It was okay... I preferred it boiling hot rather than as it started to cool, it was a bit harder to enjoy the taste for some reason. We headed back to the apartment and had a chilled afternoon, before going back out again to the shop to get supplies for dinner (and chocolate supplies for me). For dinner we had chicken parmesan, a joint effort from Sukes and Levi, with some side salad and Gnocci (also my first time having Gnocci!), which was all delicious. Nice relaxed evening after that, with Sukes and I chatting into the late evening and listening to music. 

On the Friday, after another good lie-in, we got ready and went to the beach. Unfortunately, it was raining that day, but that didn't stop the activities planned for the day. We had breakfast at Hart Beach, I had some massive, fluffy pancakes, with Nutella and berries, and a smoothie. We had a little walk along the beach and then went back to the car. We then drove around lots of Tulip fields. We'd timed it just right because they were starting to harvest them and cut their heads off! But there were still lots of fields of Red, Pink, Yellow and White and it was beautiful! We drove past Keukenhof Garden Centre as well and it was absolutely packed, full of coaches, campers and cars and when I looked over towards the entrance, there was just a sea of people! So as you can imagine, it's a very popular and busy place, maybe next time! 

We dropped the car off and went for the Tram into the city. It was still chucking it down but we didn't let that stop us, well, only for a drink where I had a hot chocolate. I tried a fresh Stroopwafel which was absolutely delicious!! Had a look at the Parliament building, saw a Heron and a... I think it was a Goose, sheltering her babies under her wings, so cute. For lunch we stopped off at a pub and had a cheese toastie, and then went for the Tram back again. We popped into the cheese shop, something else I'd never done/ been in before. I walked in and was hit with a horrible smell to start with, but then as you walk around the shop, you get used to it and it isn't so bad. I helped myself to a couple of the samples, one of which tasted like the countryside smells, if that makes any sense? Levi bought a Dutch cheese fondu selection which they choose the cheese and grate it all for you to melt at home. We also popped into the bakery for a fresh baguette to dip into the fondu and then headed back to the apartment. 

Spent the rest of the day listening to music and talking again, enjoyed the cheese fondu, and then we all had an early night ready for the slightly early morning to take me back to Schiphol. 

Despite my tablet, I was feeling anxious and nervous about the journey home. Again, I knew I'd be fine but that didn't seem to stop me feeling the way I did. We'd not had breakfast, so when we arrived at the airport, we headed straight for some food. I was feeling a bit delicate, if you can still use that word, with it not being a hangover? So I could only manage some raspberry infused water, a croissant, a cheese straw and a banana... which still sounds a fair bit, but not compared to what I'd have fancied had I felt okay. I love eating breakfast out! It was a beautiful day in Holland, to be stuck on a plane, but at least I'd be flying in clear skies. We said some slightly teary goodbyes and they left me to go through the barriers, waving me up the escalator when I dared to turn around, trying my best not to cry. As soon as I got off the escalator and out of sight, I was completely on my own again for the rest of my journey so I think the nervous very quickly dried up the tears as I headed over to security. 

I still had my bottle of water in my hand so I apologised and said I'd get rid of it, but the guy said it was okay and to just pop it in the tray... I'm sorry, what? I did it, grateful that it meant I didn't have to buy another bottle the other side of security, but I was left slightly baffled. I took off my jacket and placed my bag into the tray and went over to stand in the arch. The lady scanned me and then noticed my badge so she said to take it off and place it in my hand. She scanned me again and then it looked like she was resisting an eye roll as she asked if I was wearing a belt... erm... yes, sorry. I took it off and gave it to her as she said we'd try again. All clear that time, but I wasn't safe yet... my bag didn't make it through! I went over and stood by the scanner and waited for my bag to be searched. I told the lady she could mess it up if she needed to, whatever was needed to be done to check it. She just searched the bottom of the bag and pulled out an empty Gaviscon packet, eyed it, placed it back, and then said I was good to go. Thank goodness! 

I was dying for a wee at that point so went to the toilets and then headed towards my gate. I'm writing this over a week later so I'm sure you'll forgive me for not remembering if I went through passport control before I went to the toilet, or after, but it was a self service one where you step into a little, booth? Place your passport onto the scanner and look at the screen. Very quick and easy process. I popped into the souvenir shop to get a couple magnets and a T-shirt for myself (I've started a new thing where I'll try and get a T-shirt from the places I've been to), and then I went to find my gate. Oh yeah, no check-in desk this time, as Levi had said that if I'd already checked in online, there was no need to go to the desk, and he was right, I made it home without going to check in! 

I waited at my gate for about an hour, I was a bit too conscious of the time and my gate was miles away so I didn't want to go off looking at shops or eating somewhere and then have to try and find my gate again so I just read and chilled out (as best I could), until boarding. 

Again, wasn't too bad on the flight. Felt iffy for the first 20 minutes but then I was okay once the plane settled. We got offered some crisps this time so I had them with a cuppa again, and then we were descending to Birmingham. This time I was prepared at Passport control and told him, a bit too enthusiastically, that my passport was British, so he guided me to the right queue for another self service passport scan. 

Right, home time! I jumped back on the air-rail, knowing that would take me back to Birmingham International Train Station, and then found a cafe near my platform and had my lunch. My train was delayed by 6 minutes so once I'd got to Birmingham New Street, I had to run to Platform 11 but managed to make it, for then that train to be delayed 5 minutes and I had to run to my Platform at Derby to make my final train to Chesterfield. I got back to Chesterfield about half 3 and then the bus I was going for was due in at 4pm... which ended up being 15 minutes late! I was having a day of it! 

I finally made it home about 5ish, had a takeaway and went to bed, as I was up at 4.20am for my shift back at work the next morning. 

So that was my Holland adventure! I did it! On my own! But it definitely helped having Sukes and Levi over there, looking after me, showing me around, spoiling me, introducing me to their friends, food, drinks and city. I really appreciate them giving me the opportunity to go over and to be able to do the journey on my own, because without them being there, I probably wouldn't have done it. I've already been looking at other places I could go on solo holidays, now I've done the flying on my own. 

Thank you Sukes and Levi, and thank you Holland, for having me. I'll see you all again before we know it!!   

2022

 Here we go again! Out with the old and in with the new. Leave all the negativity behind in 2022 and bring all the happiness and wonderful memories into 2023. 

January 2022 really does seem like a lifetime ago. The first day was spent at Aiden's Mum, Julie's, watching the 20th anniversary Harry Potter reunion, where we saw the stars return to the studios, the old sets from the films, and reminisce. I loved every minute. 

The next few weeks was spent with various people, celebrating my 28th. It started off with an amazing afternoon tea at Graze Cafe in Clay Cross. I highly recommend it, very good food for a good price! I went there with Mum, Michelle and Kirstie. Then for my actual birthday, me and Aiden spent the night before in a holiday home on Stretton Farm. It's about a 45 minute walk from where we live, but it was nice to get away for the night and wake up somewhere different. I even got to see the sunrise! Can't recall ever doing that on my birthday before. We walked back home again and Julie came round with her delicious stew for my birthday dinner and we played a Harry Potter game before Michelle popped in with my presents and to say Hello. Mum and Ryan came over after Julie had gone home and then they were followed by a visit from Kirstie. Aiden and I finished the day with a Chinese and watched Free Guy. 

I also had a week of eating out with friends; Hunloke Arms with Charlotte, Ella and Steph, Brew'd with Leah and Frankie and Bennie's breakfast with Sophie and her little boy, Billy. 

I had my Covid Booster in January, which, as far as I remember, went well and I didn't have any side effects from it, and at this point in time, Covid is a thing of the past. It's still around but no-where near as chaotic and scary as it was in 2020 and 2021. We'll have to try and remember that there definitely is light at the end of the tunnel if anything similar happens again. 

I put out a... I wouldn't say plea, but I asked on Facebook if anyone would like to model for me and I was inundated with responses. I started off with Charlie and then little Leo, doing photoshoots down at Kenning Park and Holmgate Pond and then went on to do Kerry, as well as Amy and Lyla, which gave me varying ages to photograph and get some experience with. 

We finished off January with our usual trip to Six Halts for Dad's birthday. 

In February, I had my first baby shower. I had afternoon tea at the No 10 Tea Room with my friend Laura and her friends and family, celebrating the coming birth of who I now know as Isla. 

Valentine's day was mainly spent on my own until Aiden got back from work and we watched Wall.e, had food and I'd done us some Valentine's cupcakes. He'd spoilt me with various chocolate goodies, flowers and a sparkly pink hair grip that I'd had my eye on. 

My friend Michelle (Chelly Boo), had posted on Facebook about girl dates and that it should be a thing with friends... go out and do typical date stuff but without the romance involved. So I commented and said lets do it! My treat, I'd take her out for the day and plan it all. We met at Sue Ryder to choose an outfit to wear for our 'date'. We popped back to mine to change, jumped on the bus, had a 3 course meal at The Harvester and went to watch 'Marry Me' at the cinema. It was a perfect day! 

The rest of the month (other than working... I don't mention that but yeah, in between all my outings and fun, I do still have a job that I enjoy.), I had a trip to IKEA with Kirstie, had my nails done by Charlotte, with Amy as part of a little girly day which afterwards, her, me and Sarah went to Graze for afternoon tea (as she couldn't make it for my birthday.). I went to see Uncharted with Aiden, trip to Qoozies with Laura and finished off February with Ryan's birthday meal at Six Halts. 

March started off with a trip to the cinema to watch Cyrano, with Ella. 

I'd been debating about going to Paris on my own during the year. When I mentioned it to Mum she said 'No you can't go on your own.' I thought, here we go, some sort of safety lesson, it's going to be too dangerous to go on my own or something... nope, she said 'You need someone to share it all with you!', okay then Mum, would you like to go? 'Yeah', okay then, that's that. So we booked a trip to Paris for July. 

I had a early Mother's day photoshoot with Amy, Joe, Aubrey and Jen at Hasland Park which was lovely, if not a rather hot day! 

Me, Mum, Ryan. Auntie Claire and Kalani went to Cadbury World. We met Auntie Claire and Kalani at Hopewood Services in Birmingham and then went together from there. It was good... but not quite what I was expecting. I thought there would be more of a tour around the proper factory, seeing how they made the choocolate etc. There were a few demonstrations and you could look through into the rooms where there were people decorating the eggs ready for Easter but yeah, I thought you'd be able to go through the factory. I really enjoyed the little ride that they've got, where you go in a little car on a track and there's cocoa beans talking and singing, that was fun. I suppose it really is more aimed at children but we all love Cadbury so much, it was good to go and say that I've been there now. We had some food at a local pub afterwards and then went our separate ways... them back to Burnham and us back to Chesterfield. 

One of my things on my To Do list for 2022 was to either take Mum out for food, or cook her something. The Three Horseshoes in Clay Cross were doing a Mother's day special, 2 course meal so I decided to tick that off my list and take Mum there. It was really nice, just the two of us. 

March finished with a bit of drama. Will Smith had slapped Chris Rock at the Oscars for making a joke about Jada. He actually got up from his seat, walked on stage, slapped him, quite hard across the face, went and sat back down and then they shouted at each other for a bit before Chris carried on presenting. Have a Google if you want a video or more info. That bit of information made it into my diary so I thought I better put it in my post. 

April saw lots of days out and time spent with family and friends; a trip to Qoozies and then Ashbourne with Kirstie, a day out in Matlock and Matlock Bath with Charlotte, Ella and Steph, Fantastic beasts 3 with Aiden and Tristan, The Lotus Lounge with Mum and Dad for their anniversary and then a lovely Easter, getting to see Sukes and Levi after 2 and a half years, spending time in Grandma and Grandad's garden, catching up with everyone and enjoying the April sunshine. Easter Sunday, Sarah asked if I wanted to go to Pilsley Church that had now moved to the community centre. I thought it would be nice to catch up with people and see old friends and it had been a while since I'd been to church. Grandma, Grandad and Sukes were there too so we all sat together, also with Dean and the girls. We had communion and afterwards I got to talk to a few familiar faces which was lovely. When I got back home, Julie had come over and we spent the afternoon chatting in the garden, her, me and Aiden. 

I hosted my first and last Cards Against Disney games night in May, with Ella, Steph, Beth and Georgia. We had a fun night playing the game and eating Pizza. 

Back at the start of the year, I did a silly thing and decided to take part in a reading challenge. I won't tell you how much I paid to be a part of it but just know that it was a stupid thing to do at 4.30am before work, when I hadn't woken up properly and wasn't thinking about what I was doing. I did the challenge though, which was to read an hour a day for 30 days and then 3 months later (May), my Jane Austen Reading Challenge award arrived. It's a nice award, don't get me wrong, but it was just very silly of me to basically pay to read an hour a day when if I wanted an award for reading that badly, I could have set the challenge myself and made the award myself for less than what I paid. Lesson learned. 

The rest of May, I had a few swimming sessions with Mum at Sharley Park, met Laura's new baby girl Isla for the first time and we went to the Vintage Tea Room in town and had tea and cake, went to The George for Dean's birthday, Six Halts with people from work for Leah's birthday, I had my first ever sun shower and I went to the cinema on my own to watch Downton Abbey 2. 

Back in April and for a few months, Johnny Depp was all over the news for taking his ex-wife Amber Heard to court to sue her. It had been going on for a while, their relationship was just purely toxic and the world was watching their trial and rooting for Johnny to win. Well, in June, he won. We were all so pleased for him. Amber had ruined his career with her allegations and he'd even been sacked from being Grindlewald in Fantastic Beasts and replaced by Mads Mikkelsen. 

June was a big and busy month from start to finish. The Queen celebrated her Platinum Jubilee, which later on in the year, we'd find out would be her last Jubilee. The nation came together to celebrate in Red, Blue, White and even Purple! Julie was also celebrating her 50th birthday so she had a party for her and Queen Elizabeth at her house, surrounded by friends and family. I made me and Aiden an afternoon tea on the official day of the Jubilee and we watched the party at the palace. 

Aiden had had the idea a few months prior, to take Julie out for the day, the weekend following her birthday. He'd come up with the idea himself and I knew that she was going to love it. She spent the months leading up to the day, asking him questions and he very nearly slipped up and gave it all away, but it remained a secret until it could stay a secret no longer. Tristan picked us all up on the day and we travelled to a pub in the middle of no-where, on the outskirts of Leeds. Julie thought we'd brought her all that way to go for a pub meal and asked if it was at least haunted, to which we replied yes and she seemed satisfied. We got out the car and walked around the pub, saying this was the way we needed to go to get in... and then standing at the entrance to the car park was a sign that said 'Emmerdale Village tour'. We pointed out the sign to her and she gasped in surprise and was even a little tearful (sorry Julie!). I haven't seen Emmerdale myself but I was looking forward to seeing the filming side of things at this mystery location and I was also looking forward to simply seeing a pretty Yorkshire village! The tour was great and Julie really enjoyed her birthday surprise. We had an amazing day out, followed up by a KFC to end the day. 

For my own birthday treat for Julie, Emma and I took her out for some food and the Emma dropped us off at the cinema and we went to watch Downton Abbey 2. Yes, I'd already seen it but that was only because I really wanted to see it at the cinema and mine and Julie's schedules were hard to figure out so that we could both go together, but we sorted it in the end and enjoyed the afternoon together. 

20 years ago, the Stockdales arrived in Chesterfield so to celebrate, we went to Derby for the afternoon and ate at Cosmos. The 20th anniversary also meant that me and Sarah had been friends for that long as well so we also celebrated our friendship with a trip to the Hunloke Arms. 

Kirk and Shannon were supposed to get married in 2020 but due to all the Covid business, their wedding got postponed to June 2022. We had a wonderful day celebrating with them at The Peak Edge and they even had an outdoor ceremony which I've always loved the idea of but worried about the weather! The weather stayed pretty much dry for us though with just the odd little raindrop. 

The day after the wedding, I met up with some old friends from College for our 10 year reunion! 10 years since I went to College, that's crazy. Tim, Ben, Danielle, Lauren, Jess, Dan and James all arrived at different times throughout the afternoon spent in Spoons in town. It was great talking about our old media days and seeing what everyone was up to now. We've said we should definitely meet more often so will try and sort something for 2023. 

July was another busy but also ridiculously hot month! We'd had some rather warm days throughout the year so far but they were nothing compared to what was coming! 

I started the month with another trip into town and Qoozies with Michelle. I was supposed to be photographing at the cat village in Grassmoor but when I turned up, it was closed and the owner turned me away, even after we'd discussed for me to come on that day, at that time. Luckily Michelle had come with me so we turned my disappointment into a fun afternoon shopping instead. 

Our new addition to our little family arrived on the 8th in the form of a tiny black kitten which we named Lily. She's a terror but she is absolutely adorable and definitely keeps us on our toes! How my teeny tiny kitten has turned into this beautiful nightmare, I have no clue, but there's certainly not a dull moment in our house with her around. 

The day after I had to leave Daddy Aiden in charge of the girls while I did my 10K walk around Chesterfield from 10pm to 12.49am when we crossed the finish line. I did it with Mum, Ryan and Mum's friends Marie and Jo. It was a great night as always and I spent the whole night completely in my zone with all the pretty, pink, sparkliness around, lighting up the streets of our town. 

July certainly started to heat up, literally, with temperatures getting up to 29 degrees, and it was only going to get worse! 

Me and Sophie had a little date day; an early celebration for her birthday and hen do which I was going to miss due to Paris. We went to see 'Good Luck to you Leo Grande' starring Emma Thompson, literally in all her glory. It was a very different film but brilliant and I commend Emma for going completely naked in it! We then went to Harvester for some food afterwards as well. 

Aiden and I celebrated 7 years together with a chilled day and then the day after we went to Six Halts with Julie and Tristan. 

Mid July is when the temperatures sky rocketed. I can't remember the exact dates but there was a Monday and a Tuesday when it was simply unbearable. I went to work on the Monday and then spent the afternoon and night very poorly so I had to call in sick for the Tuesday. I really don't handle heat very well and Aiden had come home early on the Monday and found me on the stairs, pale and sweating, with my head between my knees, trying to concentrate on breathing and trying not to be sick. He asked if I was okay and I simply replied with a 'No'. Upstairs was horrible and downstairs wasn't much better but we have got laminate flooring so it made things a tiny bit more bearable. I attempted to sleep on the sofa but had no luck at all. I ended up upstairs but had an awful night. I'd even put my wheat bag and a blanket in the freezer to help but with temperatures reaching 39 degrees, it was just... sweltering. I'm a very positive person but I'm already dreading what this summer brings if the last one was anything to go by. 

Luckily, by the time Mum and I were heading to Paris, the temperatures had come down a little. It had reached 41 degrees in Paris so all week I'd been praying for the temperatures to come down so that I could actually enjoy my holiday. It was still hot, reaching up to 28 degrees but I just kept thinking, if I survived 39, I could survive 10 degrees less than that. Mum and I had a wonderful time in Paris. The first day was mainly just travelling there and I made the mistake of trying to do too much in one day and wanted to go in search of the Eiffel Tower, which we found but I was in no state to actually enjoy it and just wanted to go back to the hotel and sleep. The second day was loads better! We went to a chocolate museum, had a picnic in the park, walked around the grounds of the Louvre where the glass pyramid is, went on a boat tour on the River Seine, took some photos in front of the Eiffel Tower, ate al fresco outside a restaurant (where I'd asked for une table pour deux, s'il vous plait?') and then we headed back to the hotel. Day 3, we explored Montmatre and saw the Moulin Rouge, Sacre Coeur, had another picnic, did a little shopping, saw La Maison Rose (pink cafe), Montmatre Cemetery and then headed out for food and dined al fresco again. I absolutely love eating outdoors! On our final day I was definitely ready for heading home. It had been a couple jam packed, fun filled days and it was now a little too hot and I was ready for hearing English people again and longed for my bed. Our hotel had been a bit rubbish too and that last night was simply awful! Our french doors opened onto the courtyard below where people would smoke so the smoke would rise up and come into our room. It was very noisy and yeah, on the last night, we had someone throwing up out of their window and then it sounded like they were chucking water out to try and clean it, then there was shouting and then someone was cleaning the patio below with a hose. We only had enough energy on the last day to head back to Montmatre for last minute souvenir shopping, packing up, and heading to the airport. Our flight was delayed an hour but after practically running to our gate, we were quite happy to sit and chill for a bit. When we arrived back in England, we had another hour or so waiting for our suitcase because the belt was broken but we eventually got out and saw Dad waiting to take us home. We stopped off at a Spoons (somewhere near Manchester) and then we were back in Danesmoor and ready for our beds. 

On the 5th of August, Sarah and Dean's beloved doggy Dex passed away. Aiden came upstairs to find me sobbing on the bed and said he'd just seen on Facebook. I've got lots of lovely memories of Dex... adventures out with them all, lots of walks, lots of cuddles, making me laugh and smile, he was an amazing dog and as Sarah's like a sister to me, he was part of my family too and I was devastated to hear the news. Sarah and Dean came over with the girls a couple days later and I could tell they were still struggling with the reality that he was no longer with them anymore, it was heartbreaking. The 5 of us went to Graze the next day to have some lunch (another ridiculously hot day, reaching up to 30 degrees, so we ate outside). 

Nikki and Kirsti's wedding ended up being one of the hottest days of the year as well and how I made it through, I have no idea! I had work that morning so I'd been up since 4.20am, finished work, got home, got changed and quickly had some food, grabbed my camera, went to the social centre to get some photos of all the little details in the room, as it was Lego themed, the room looked incredible and they'd done such a great job! Then back on the bus and into town, quickly met Aiden, Matt, James, Gemma and Amelia at spoons as they were having a little pre-birthday thing for Aiden, then up to the town hall for the wedding. We did the family and friends photos and then I took Nikki and Kirsti off on their own for a few of just them together, then it was time to go back to the social centre for the evening do. I spent the next few hours taking pictures of them and the guests, more of the Lego details around the room, the Lego head cakes, the first dance and then finally it was time to head home, after a great but very hot and tiring day. 

The rest of the month saw Kirstie and I going to Tansley food festival, a photoshoot with Shannon, Dave and Aaron, a trip down to Weston, we also stopped off at Gloucester services on the way back as it's somewhere I'd wanted to go (very different to your typical services and even has a farm shop!), Six halts for Mum's birthday and I finally used my slow cooker! The meal itself wasn't great but at least I'd finally used it. 

In September, Aiden had mentioned a couple times that he wanted to treat me to something special, for all that I do so he'd arranged a trip into town with Gemma, James, Matt and me where we had a look around town and then they went into the jewellery store while I waited outside, so he could find me something without me looking. We went to subway and he passed me over the little bag and inside was a beautiful golden snitch necklace and he said 'You can wear it when you go to the studios in a few days', which I did. 

For Kirstie's 30th birthday outing, I'd got us tickets to go to the Warner Brother's Studio, Harry Potter tour. It was my 4th time going but it was still an amazing day out! We went for breakfast first and then headed down the motorway towards Watford. We were a little early for our time slot so we had some fish and chips in the restaurant before we started the tour. Loads of things had changed since I last went in 2018 which was great for me, so that I wasn't looking at the same things over and over. They'd also added a few more sets as well which were amazing to see. We took lots of pictures and I did a reel of my day. 

I had another catch up with Sarah and Dean at The George when they came to visit. It was another warm evening so we sat outside and had lots of laughs together. 

On the 8th of September, our beloved Queen Elizabeth the 2nd passed away. She's been one of the constant things in everyone's life and I honestly thought she was going to live forever. It's still very surreal that she isn't here anymore and that Charles is now King. 

On the 10th of September, Sophie and Chris got married! I don't think I'll ever forget the moment I saw her walking round the corner of the town hall with Peter and I started to well up with pride and how beautiful she looked! She's come so far in the years I've known her and I'm so happy and proud of the life she has with Chris and their two adorable kiddies, Melody and Billy. We headed inside and I took photos of their ceremony and watched them as they said their vows. We then had the family and friends pictures outside in the gardens and then all piled in the cars and headed to... wait for it... Frankie and Bennies! I thought it was an amazing idea! We all paid for our own food so they didn't have any ridiculous expenses, having to pay for everyone's fancy food that a lot of the time, people didn't even eat, and it was so relaxed and fun! I really enjoyed my food as well! It was the perfect wedding! I loved that it didn't even feel like work for me. I've loved the majority of the weddings I've done but it can be a very long and tiring day for me whereas this was short, sweet and fun, just like Sophie! hehe! 

The 19th was a very busy day. I finished off packing and made sure we were sorted and had everything we needed for our holiday, and then we walked to Julie's for The Queen's funeral. We watched the main ceremony (do you call it a ceremony?) and then had to head back home, ready for Aiden's Dad Mick, to pick us up. We got everything in the car and off we went to Redcar. We arrived and found ourselves in a gorgeous, modern apartment. I'd picked it but it looked even better than the pictures! It was perfect for our week away by the sea, and as it was right on the sea front, you could just sit by the window and watch the waves rolling in. We had fish and chips on the first night, which were... amazing! And then got an early night. The first day we explored Redcar and walked all the way to Marske by the sea. Day 2 we went to Whitby on the bus. We decided to do the 6.5 mile walk along the coastal path, along the cliffs and after 199 steps up and several hours later, we arrived in Robin Hoods Bay, absolutely shattered. We caught the bus back to Whitby, had a look around and then headed to spoons for food. Day 3 was a little more relaxed and Mick drove us to Staithes and then onto Saltburn. Two very beautiful seaside towns and lots to see and awe at, and we even went back up the cliff at Saltburn, on their counter balanced lifts. On our last day, we explored Redcar some more and I was adamant that I was going to put my feet in the sea and have a paddle so we made our way onto the beach and I did just that, loving every single minute of my toes touching the sand and the water rushing over them. 

And finally, to finish off September, I went to see Ticket to Paradise on my own, which was... okay, and then me and Julie went to see Mrs Harris goes to Paris which was... amazing!! I loved it! 

October started with a little accident at work. I ripped the nail off my little finger and it bled really badly, and I nearly passed out because I don't like blood. Once it was all wrapped up, I was okay, just had to be careful not to bash it on anything, but it was an awful start to an otherwise awesome day! After work I chilled at home for a bit and then Ella came over ready for Mum and Ryan to pick us up, and then we went on to pick up Marie as well and we were off to Goose Fair! We parked at Phoenix Park and caught the tram to the fair and it was so good, we had so much fun! We went on the fun house, which broke down while we were on it but there was still fun things to do so when I was offered my money back as I was getting off the ride, I refused and told the woman that I still had fun regardless so she could keep it. I had a go at archery and was terrible but Ryan actually hit the target and won a big Tiger. I also had a go at the hoops, me and Ella went on the Carousel, we had some food (I had noodles), me and Ella went on another fun house and then we caught the tram back to the car and headed home. What a great start to the month! 

I had my hair chopped off, went to The Horse and Jockey with Kirstie, met up with Sophie to show her the wedding photos and we had a bit of food in Spoons, went to Graze and Yorkshire Wildlife Park with Ella for her birthday day out, Bottle and Thyme for some food with Laura and Isla, and then it was time to head up North to The Wood family, in Catterick, to celebrate Sarah turning 30. I caught the train and went first class as I'd not long bought a railcard and it turned out to be cheaper than what I'd normally pay to go and see Sarah so I thought why not? It was nice and chill and quiet in there and I spent 2 hours reading. The week flew by! I spent lots of time with Sarah, Dean and the girls and then me and Sarah spent the day in York for her birthday day out. We caught the bus from the designer outlet, had afternoon tea at The Impossible York, did some shopping, did some potion making, and headed home again for chilling and domino's pizza. On Sarah's actual birthday, I went downstairs early and dressed up the front room with banners and balloons and arranged her presents and cards into a pile on the floor. Amy and I had made her some friends themed cupcakes the night before and I'd ordered a Friend's cake from me and Dean. We went out for breakfast at The Station and then went into Richmond for some shopping. Dean finished work early so the 3 of us went for some food before we picked up Amy (Charlotte was at nursery) and went to the train station for my journey home again. 

The rest of the month was very Halloween orientated. Ella and I went to Alfreton Tea Rooms for a Harry Potter Afternoon Tea, I carved my pumpkin (a cat sat in a moon), I went to Stretton Farm with Sarah, Dean and the girls to have a look at the pumpkins that were left and then we took some photos and had hot chocolate before heading to my house for Chinese and Moana. 

On the 28th, Aiden and I threw a Halloween party and it was a huge success. We didn't have a ridiculous amount of people, I think just the right amount turned up and all of us had a great night. Michelle and Colin next door even let us use their fire pit so that people could sit outside and stay warm. We had Mum, Ryan, Sarah, Dean, Amy, Charlotte, Gemma, James, Matt, Jess and Kirstie come along and it was a fab evening! 

Robbie Coltrane passed away on the 14th as well. Another Harry Potter legend gone. I still remember what he'd said in the reunion... people will still be watching Harry Potter in 50 years, I won't be here by then, but Hagrid will be. (insert crying emoji...) 

November started with my first Maternity photoshoot... Amy Wain came round with 'Bump', who we now know as Frankie (he arrived on the 1st of January!). We were both very pleased with the photos! 

I also started doing my Christmas Photoshoots again and the pet decs made a return. They were both very popular and kept me busy leading up to Christmas.

I think because it was the first time in a couple years that people could celebrate Bonfire Night, the fireworks were bad this year. I say bad because I really don't like them. I used to hide inside and cry when we went to bonfire night at my Grandma's friend's house and I've never liked big bangs... I think there's some sort of childhood trauma there somewhere. A house down the street went all out to the point where it sounded like there was a war going on and it shook the house. The firework sticks were everywhere the next day... on the roof, in the garden, all over the street, it was just madness. Sorry to be a Debby Downer but yeah, I really didn't enjoy Bonfire Night this year. I think it's the not knowing when they're coming or when to expect them because I like them on New Year's Eve but I think that's because I know they're coming at midnight and that's that. I did, however, quite enjoy mine and Aiden's evening out with Mick at Morton bonfire night. There was an actual bonfire and a really good firework display (I put ear plugs in to help with the bangs). There was also food vendors so I had pizza while the boys had burgers. 

Kirstie and I went to The Hub Christmas Market, I did my first ever Boudoir photoshoot with Jordan (we'll come back to that), Sophie and I started a tradition of going to Meadowhall on the 11th so we did that again this year and did the 2 minute silence with the rest of the shoppers (you could hear a pin drop, very emotional!), I had my Smear after months of having to reschedule, Victoria from work left we had a meal at the Six Halts with her, Ella, Rachel, Leah and Kyle and then afterwards, Ella and I went to Sheffield Christmas Market on the train. 

Chesterfield Christmas Light Switch-on was on the 20th so Kirstie and I went to that, did some shopping beforehand and then met up with Mum, Marie and Ryan for the actual switch-on. Michelle Collins the actress was there as she was doing a Panto at the Winding Wheel. Afterwards, Kirstie and I went to Frankie and Bennie's for some food. 

Kirstie and I had another evening out on the 23rd and went for a carvery and then to Doncaster theatre to watch A Christmas Carol being performed. It was really good! I love A Christmas Carol and I've made a promise to myself that I'll read it next Christmas. 

Aiden and I had a lovely night out with Gemma and James on the 25th and we went to Luminate at Hardwick Hall. I do think the price was a bit steep for what it was but we all really enjoyed it and it was very pretty and Christmasy, there were even fairies!! Afterwards, we went to The Harvester and had some food and a catch up. 

The day after, Mum, Dad, Ryan and me went to Nottingham Christmas Market. Who's idea it was to go on a Saturday, I have no idea, but it was absolute chaos! I will never be going to a Christmas Market on a Saturday again! You could hardly move, the crowd was that big. It just wasn't enjoyable... my pictures will tell you different, but don't trust me, I'm a photographer, I can make stuff look good. We also had the silly idea of going to Spoons for some food as well and how we managed to get a table... it was a miracle, but it was very loud and crowded in there as well. 

And finally, we've arrived at December and the most wonderful time of the year! Well done for making it this far by the way, it means the world that you've kept going and want to know about my year! 

The 1st of December felt like the longest day of the year, but in a good way. I was up at 4.20am for work, did my shift until 12pm, came home, had some food, had a shower, had a nap, got up, packed, got ready, went for the bus, met Sophie, caught the train to Sheffield, popped to the Christmas Market to find food and we were successful and settled on some incredibly yummy Yorkshire Pudding Wraps! We sat and enjoyed them where the fountains usually are but were admiring a large lit up Teddy Bear and lit up 'SHEFFIELD', as well as other Christmas lights and watched the people. We went and got a chocolate orange hot chocolate from Costa and then strolled the market until it was time to head to our hotel to get dolled up. When we were ready, we made our way to The Montgomery Theatre to watch The London Film Music Orchestra do a selection of music from Christmas films. It was incredible and the music from Polar Express literally brought tears to my eyes it was that amazing! One single tear rolled down my face like you see in films. I will definitely be going to see more Orchestras in the future, absolutely amazing. 

The next day, we got up quite early after a rubbish night sleep, being woken up by drunken people in the corridor, knocking on doors etc... at that point, me and Soph knew we were grown-ups! haha! We headed to the train station and we were a bit naughty and got on the first train back to the Chesterfield, instead of the one we were actually booked on! We went straight to Spoons when we got off and had breakfast and then went our separate ways after an awesome night away! After that, it was full steam ahead for me as we were off to Weston that evening (me, mum and Ryan) for our family pre-Christmas. Mum, me and Ryan went into town the next day for shopping, mine and Ryan's photo on the Bridge in the winter gardens, and we had some lunch in Spoons (2022 has been brought to you by Wetherspoons!). Our pre-Christmas consisted of a Christmas dinner, games, pound presents and as usual, a lot of laughs! We had lunch with Grandma the next day and then shortly after, headed back home again. 

From day 1 of December, it was just all about Christmas! The rest of the month saw me painting a Christmas picture, a long over-due catch up at Nellie's with Mo and Kirsten who I used to work with in the tea room back in 2014, another trip to Nottingham Christmas Market (much better... much quieter!) with Ella, I put together and decorated a gingerbread house, first time making cranberry and white chocolate fudge and my goodness it was delicious! Ella, Georgia and Beth came round for a Christmas evening... food, games, hot chocolate, Christmas music and a lot of giggles, it was such a good night! I made some mincemeat and cinnamon muffins, made and iced some Christmas tree biscuits and then it was time for the week that all us dot commers dread... Christmas week early starts! My alarm was set for 3.30am on the Monday, I had Tuesday off and then 2.30am alarm for the rest of the week as we were starting at 4am. We made it though and celebrated on the Friday night with a party at The Woodthorpe in Holmgate. It was a nice chill evening, chatting with people outside of work and Ben had put on a very yummy curry and chips which we enjoyed! 

Christmas eve was a nice lazy day. Aiden and I watched Jingle all the way, The Grinch, Muppet's Christmas Carol and then our final Christmas eve Tradition of Polar Express and hot chocolate. 

Christmas morning was spent together, opening a few presents and then we got ready and Tristan came to pick us up to go to Julie's. We opened some more presents there and Julie made me happy cry!! She'd bought me a beautiful pink baking set and pink utensils, I was simply overwhelmed that it was such a thoughtful gift and something that I loved but also needed. Mum came to pick me up and I left Aiden to spend the rest of the day with his Mum while I had dinner and watched Frozen with my lot. Aiden walked back and popped in to fetch me and open his presents from Mum and Grandma and then we went home to exchange our own gifts and watched Elf. The perfect, relaxed Christmas day. Mum was debating about what meat to do for the dinner so I thought I'd help out and I'd cooked our Christmas Dinner Gammon before we went to Julie's and I'd also picked out pudding for us too. Think that might be a new tradition now so that Mum's not left to prepare and cook everything on her own. 

I was only in work on the Thursday and got asked if I'd work New Year's Eve so between Christmas and new year was pretty relaxed and I spent it sorting the house out. Sarah, Dean and the girls came over one evening to exchange presents, eat chinese, have a catch up and also watch Frozen 2, which was a lovely evening. 

New year's eve was spent desperately trying to finish book 12 for my 2022 reading challenge and I managed to finish it with 5 and a half hours to go. I went for a walk round the block with Mum and then Aiden and I settled in for the night. We watched New Year's Eve, which is tradition now, and then watched a couple episodes of Down to Earth with Zac Efron before changing over to watch the countdown and then the London fireworks.

What. A. Year! I did so much!! I can honestly say that 2022 was a fantastic year and one that I definitely won't forget in a hurry. 

I ticked quite a few things off of my to do list, including... Use my slow cooker, go for bike rides, read the new hunger games book, read 12 books, get a kitten, take Mum out for a meal, try 10 new recipes, lose some weight (which I did... but then put it back on again...), try the sunbed and that's it, but I also went to Paris, tried some new places to eat, jumped at opportunities to have fun, had lots of days out with friends and family, and oh yeah... my photo made it into the Derbyshire Times! Jordan had her boudoir shoot done because she'd entered into a Playboy competition and one of my photos of her ended up with her article in The Derbyshire Times! It's uncredited unfortunately but I'm not too fussed, I know it's my photo and that's all that matters. I went to see a live Orchestra, went to the theatre to watch a play... the list is actually so long which is amazing. 

So 2023, what do you have in store for me? I have done another little to do list but I just want to go with the flow and keep jumping at those opportunities. I've already got a coach trip with Julie, to Downton Abbey booked and me and Sarah are off to see Leona Lewis in November. Gemma and James are getting married and Aiden and I are off to Edinburgh next Friday so already a few things to look forward to! 

Thank you for taking the time to read about my year, it really does mean the world to me! I hope 2023 will bring you an endless amount of happiness and wonderful, incredible memories! I hope it brings you good health, laughter, fun and love. Keep jumping at those opportunities like I am. You're only on this planet once so live those dreams, take chances, risk it for that chocolate biscuit! Go for it and live your life the very best you can. You've got this!! 

Lots of love and best wishes, 

Becks x