Daily Prompt: Being Photogenic!

Daily Prompt: Open the first photo album you can find — real or virtual, your call — and stop at the first picture of yourself you see there . Tell us the story of that photo.

The photo I can see is of my sister and I when we were much younger. I must only be about six and so she is probably three. We are on holiday, (I think it might have been in Norfolk?), and are standing behind a caravan on the grass, surrounded by two ducks and their ducklings. I remember so clearly that there was a river behind our caravan pitch, and that this family of ducks kept waddling up to us on a daily basis and we would throw them bread. In the photo, I’m watching as a duckling pecks at my foot. There is a reason for this. Because I am me, I decided to put pieces of bread on both my feet and watch the duckling eat them off my trainers. I remember being so entertained!


Daily Prompt: Being Aspirational!

Daily Prompt: As a kid, what did you want to be when you grew up? How close or far are you from that vision?

I have lost count of the number of things I wanted to do as a kid. I don’t remember most of them – I just know there was a lot!

I wanted to be a vet – then discovered that the sight of blood on TV made me run out of the room until the programme was over. I once remember my mum’s friend asking me what I wanted to be – for some odd reason, I told her I wanted to be an actress. I had never even thought about acting before – I think I just said it because I felt like it!

When I was around six or seven, my friend and I were adamant that we would either become farmers or own a chocolate factory – a nice idea but highly unlikely! When I was older, I was set on being a graphic designer, but unfortunately my graphics teacher put me off the whole idea with his interesting teaching methods. Now though, I wouldn’t mind being a designer of some sort. What I would really like to do now though is become a writer – I honestly don’t know which direction of writing to head towards, but I know that is what I want to do!


Daily Prompt: Being Saved!

Daily Prompt: Tell us about a time when you managed to extract yourself from a sticky situation at the very last minute.

When I was 14, our year group had this project to complete near the end of term called the Peace Prize. Basically, we had to get into groups and produce something in memory of the holocaust; it could be anything from a poem to a sculpture. My two friends and I decided that we wanted to do something that no-one else would do. So we went outside and walked past the school tennis courts where there was a small cluster of trees and decided that we would make a walkway through them, hanging information, striped pyjamas and other things in the trees -sort of like a museum but in a tiny wooded area.

We were very passionate about our project! Once we’d got permission from our head of year to so, we took some bin liners and started to clean up all the rubbish that had collected in the trees over the years. That itself took ages. Then, we brought in shears, shovels, hammers – you name it – into school and began to cut away the branches and weeds until we had made a pathway through the trees. This is where the ‘saved’ bit comes into the story…

Just behind our tutor room, there was a pile of rocks which had been left behind by builders a while ago. We decided that we would use them to line our walkway. So, not thinking anything of it, we took our hammers and started smashing these rocks into smaller, usable pieces. That’s when the head of upper year walked around the corner with another older man. Seeing them, I pulled my sleeve over the hammer I was holding and we tried to walk as discreetly as possible back towards the trees – but she saw us. She walked over to us and asked us what we were doing and we told her that we were just hanging up some information in the branches. I don’t think she bought it at all – and it just so happens that the man she was with was the health and safety inspector! We all stood there awkwardly whilst I tried not to look over at the shears that were leaning up against one of the trees, amongst the various other tools we had been using. Just then, a couple of boys in the tennis courts, (who were ironically playing football), started shouting and scuffling. And that was it. The head of upper year was distracted and walked away with the safety inspector behind her. Saved by the bell!

In the end, we even won the Peace Prize!


Daily Prompt: Being Obsolete!

Daily Prompt: Of all the technologies that have gone extinct in your lifetime, which one do you miss the most?

Can objects actually go extinct? I’m sure they’re just replaced by more developed and technological items.

I remember when I was much younger, my cousin gave me her old Gameboy – one of the old-fashioned, clunky ones. I loved it. I only had one game on it though and that was Buffy the Vampire Slayer – I could never get past the sewer level, but I remember having so much fun with this one game. I don’t actually know where it disappeared to in the end but I don’t think I could ever forget it! Do they still make Gameboys anymore? Either way, I had hours of fun!


Daily Prompt: Being Feisty!

Daily Prompt: How do you handle conflict? Boldly and directly? Or, do you prefer a more subtle approach.

This is quite a tricky one, as normally I don’t argue with people other than my sister, (and that leads to a lot of snapping, stomping, and then carrying on as though nothing happened). There was one time though when I just couldn’t stay out – perhaps that was silly of me, but then again, I wasn’t going to let her think she could get away with it! I was about fourteen and for some reason, a girl in my class had fallen out with my friend. I don’t remember much – just that I was standing with her and another friend when the girl walked past. She muttered something along the lines of “Urgh, buy some shampoo will you?” My friend retorted back and soon it turned into an argument, with the other girl laughing hysterically whenever my friend tried to reason with her. So in the end, I’d had enough.

“You know when you laugh like that, everyone else is laughing at you? You look pathetic.”

Maybe that might have been a bit harsh, but it shut her up long enough for us to walk away. Luckily, the same girl matured drastically over the following two years, turning into quite a likeable person!

Nowadays, I tend to just avoid the conflict and be civil when I need to be. It’s a lot less stressful!


Daily Prompt: Being Memorable!

Daily Prompt: What are the three most memorable moments — good or bad, happy or sad — in your life? Go!

I am going to write only happy memories – because I like to think positivity is contagious! And although one of my memories should probably be my sister being born, the truth is I can’t really remember it as I was only four! So here we go…

  1. My first memorable moment is walking down the aisle as a bridesmaid at my Aunt and Uncle’s wedding. I was thirteen and it was my first time, (and last at the moment), being a bridesmaid for anyone. But it was in an idyllic setting – the wedding was held in a church in a pretty little town called Stockbridge, Hampshire, on a surprisingly sunny September afternoon. My sister and I were the bridesmaids along with a four year old also called Ruby. The three of us all wore matching lilac dresses that our Aunt had made for us and I was the chief Bridesmaid so had to lead the other two – something I found a bit nerve-racking! As my dad cycled the Rickshaw carrying my aunt up towards the church, (yes!), I felt the butterflies get all the more… fluttery. As the music started playing, we began to proceed up the aisle behind my aunt – and I felt so at home! Perhaps in ten years I’ll be the one getting hitched…
  2. Second is my last day of school, even though this was only a year ago. Never did I ever think I would cry. I imagined myself in a High School Musical situation, skipping out of the school gates singing ‘What time is it? Summertime!’ Oh how wrong I was. As I sat in the school hall with the rest if my class, we soon realised that our two tutors would be the first to give a goodbye speech to us. As we listened to our usually stern and unsympathising  male tutor stumbling over his words as his voiced cracked, and our female tutor downright sobbing to us about how we were like their second children, every girl in our row the school hall began to cry – yes, I was one of them. Once the heart breaking assembly was over, everyone spilled out into the playground and proceeded to hug everyone – even people who hadn’t exactly seen eye to eye were bawling into each others shoulders. Then, as we walked away and the school building grew smaller and smaller in the distance… we all bought fish and chips and played football in the park.
  3. Yes, these memories are all quite recent but they are the most memorable ones! The next one is my prom day. I got up at eight in the morning just to paint my nails – it does take that long for me! In the afternoon I had my hair and makeup done and it all added to the excitement – by the time I put my dress on I was raring to go! I walked around to my friends house, (with some difficulty in heels), and we had champagne and photographs, then we were picked up by a vintage car and driven around a bit until we were dropped off at the prom venue. It was great to see everyone again, (even if some people did act like they’d rather be at home), and even though it did typically rain, it was an amazing day!
Take me back to prom!

Take me back to prom!


Daily Prompt: Being Musical!

Daily Prompt: What sort of music was played in your house when you were growing up? What effect, (if any) did it have on your musical tastes?

Growing up I had a huge variety of music to listen to – from Adam Ant to Stereophonics, Bon Jovi to the Kooks, the Killers to Maroon 5.

Has it had a huge effect on me? It’s given me a wider range of musical taste, and it means that I can show off my lyrical knowledge when no-one else knows the words!

But for saying that my absolute favourite band is McFly, I can’t say that I’ve been influenced that much!


Daily Prompt: Being… in Love?

Daily Prompt: Think of your longest relationship: describe how your love has changed over time, did you go from the giddiness of infatuation, to mad passion, to deep respect, esteem, and friendship? Tell us about your love story.


Oh, you mean my relationship with Monty?


I’ve known him my entire life. From the day he was placed into my cot, our eyes met and we fell instantly in love.

Our love knows no bounds. At about the age of two, disaster struck when Monty was lost during a shopping trip, falling from the safe haven of the pram I was in. I cried and cried until luckily, (after retracing our steps through every shop we had visited), we were reunited in Boots. Ever since then, he has been kept safely within sight.

Our relationship is an ever blossoming friendship. Apart from the occasional squeak, Monty is mostly silent. But you know what? Our love is louder than words can ever be.



Daily Prompt: Being Fooled!

Daily Prompt: Tell us about a time when someone had you completely fooled, where the wool was pulled right over your eyes and you got hoodwinked, but good. Was it a humorous experience or one you’d rather forget? What was the outcome?

One I’d rather forget unfortunately…

The worst thing about it is that it wasn’t even a real prank – we were playing a game of hide and seek!

About six years ago my sister and I were playing in the garden when she suggested we play hide and seek. Unfortunately, I agreed and started counting up to fifty.

“Ready or not, here I come!” I shouted, oh so obliviously.

I looked everywhere. After about ten minutes I started to get worried, so I asked my Mum where she was. Of course, my Mum would say that she hadn’t seen her. So I continued to scour the house and the garden for her until I was stressing quite badly. How would I tell everyone that I’d lost my sister? I stood in the driveway, thinking up a plan of action, when suddenly…


My sister jumped out from the depths of the garage wearing a silver skull mask. I can honestly say I have never screamed so loud in my life. I thought I was about to have a heart attack. And I was annoyed… actually, I was extremely angry. Do you ever worry about someone and then when you find them you wonder why you even bothered? That was how eleven year old me felt. From the kitchen I could hear my Mum laughing and my sister was in hysterics. I think I only see the funny side of it now!


Daily Prompt: Being Best Friends!

Daily Prompt: Tell us the origin story of your best friend. How did you become friends? What is it that keeps your friendship rockin’ after all these years?

We met in hospital – when we were born. Our mums were in the same ward and I was born a day before my friend. After that our mums met up regularly as we lived in the same area on virtually the same road! We grew up playing together and started school on the same day, and were in the same class for all but one of our infant school years. We often got into trouble because we were sometimes quite lively and the teachers knew us because of this and the fact that we were inseparable, but sometimes my friend could be very possessive over me and wouldn’t let me play with anyone but her. When we were seven she moved to an all girls school and at first I was quite lonely at the junior school, because I obviously hadn’t been allowed to play with anyone else! But I made friends in the end and my ‘bestie’, (how cheesy is that?), and I still met up a lot. Unfortunately, we don’t meet up as often now but when we do we have a fab time! I just wish sometimes that she wouldn’t be so annoying…