A Pirate’s life for me…..ish.

“She turned to the sunlight And shook her yellow head,And whispered to her neighbor- -Winter is dead.”

Today’s post is a slightly odd one, but don’t be put off it’s a pretty amusing story. I have a skin condition called Vitiligo. Vitiligo is caused by the lack of skin pigment melanin and apparently if you have vitiligo you don’t have enough working melanocytes, so not enough melanin is produced causing white patches to develop on the skin or hair. Simple, but if you want to learn more here’s a useful NHS link. 

The reason for this post is that over the past year, more patches have appeared. Apparently stress can cause patches to grow or multiply which might be why I’ve seen three on my tummy in the last six months (#muststaycalm,) but only one of the patches really causes a little concern. My right eyebrow is turning a rather sexy white colour, and in turn the last year I’ve kind of noticed an eye patch appearing. I’m not insecure about my Vitiligo, not at all but I’ve always been terrified of patches appearing on my face and now there is one.

SO, I’ve decided it’s a Pirate patch. A baddass pirate patch, which made me think I should go read treasure Island again, and yes you can all cheer “Fifteen men on the dead man’s chest, yo ho ho, and a bottle of rum,” but I really wish I had gone back to this book sooner. I read a children’s version back when I was ten, along with Dracula (not sure how recommended that is,) and I adored it and eventually went back and read the real tale all over again. There’s something so blisteringly exciting about this beautiful book. The classic adventure story, with Admiral Benbow Inn, who the young, courageous and I assume handsome (Oo Laa Laa,) Jim Hawkins overhears telling terrible tales of hangings, rum, walking the plank, storms, boats and the treacherous Skeleton Island. Meeting the mutinous crew of Long John Silver and the Hispaniola, this is a terrible tale of secrets, killings, dabloons and “PIECES OF EIGHT.” A beautifully swashbuckling tale and one that’s given me a little confidence this week.


Many times I’ve relied on books for inspiration, for comfort, for support in the darkest of times, but never for appearance based confidence. I guess I never thought that a pirates tale would give me a little boost. I’ve attached a photo so you can all have a little giggle (and I know I see it worse than everyone else does,) but my question this week is, which books have given you confidence? A little pick me up and let’s share a little happiness on this fiddly Friday.



101 things in 1001 days: Travel somewhere you have never been before in GB

101 things in 1001 days
Good evening my lovely, lovely readers. This post come from a very content little blogger. I’ve had a wonderful weekend and now I’m all snuggled up on the sofa finishing another of 101 challenges but I’ll come to that soon. There will be new reviews up tomorrow so if that’s what you’re looking for then I’m sorry but tonight it is a post about a road trip to Glasgow.
On Saturday morning, way to early for my liking, I stumbled into a taxi to Stoke Station, grabbed myself a skinny caramel latte and took the train up to Crewe. After a quick train hop I was on the train to Glasgow with my delightful mother. Three hours later, a little tired and with aching legs and heads ringing (small children on trains can be a little tiring) we reached Glasgow. A day spent looking walking through the lovely trailing of streets of Glasgow we a number of stunning art galleries and traipsed the streets shopping.
A number of magaritas in the early evening and a wander back to hotel we were in for an utter treat. The hotel was stunning; with modern rooms filled with little beautiful lines and treasures on every surface we were shocked at how beautiful it all was.
Perfectly thought out and stunningly beautiful; after announcing that I was to move in, we took a walk down into the town and preceded to devour a monster burrito and also a bowl of mussels and fries. Oh and two bottles of wine. The place was stunning and with the drink flowing we enjoyed the truly beautiful atmosphere of the little diner.
After the best night sleep in weeks, we woke to the stunning sights of Glasgow. A hearty breakfast later we were walking the streets looking at the stunning graffiti, the dazzling views and the bustling streets.
A few trips to a number of galleries including the light house and a trip to the river we took in the truly beautiful sights of Glasgow. The place was a bustling joy and although on arriving there I wasn’t sure I know I need to go back and discover more about this wonderful place!
I am a little whimsical at the best of times so as it is scotland I had to find myself a deep fried mars bar! I must admit it was Mumma B who finally tracked one down in a little chippy on the high street. The verdict; a lot like a nuttella crepe with caramel! I couldn’t finish it but the thought was there.
After a very long day we finally trekked back to the highstreet to find more cocktails; shock! We tried an excellent number including a very spicy but detectable martini (and a number of other cocktails!)
Two very tired travellers took the train back home and although a few wobbles getting back I had a very lovely sleep and a very tired but wholesome day at work!
I had a truly lovely weekend away; you watch out Glasgow, this little traveller will be back!