Boots and Fairies.

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Shall we all just take a moment right now and appreciate these shoes? I say, yes let’s. I am so doing this to my doc martens in the summer. Which reminds me actually that I am planning my next volunteering project in…MEXICO. I know, hard to contain the excitement right?!

I have been doing my art coursework on ‘Urban Decay’ focusing on textures and textiles. I get to do all my favourite things in  it which is just a bonus, hunting for derelict buildings, taking hundreds of photos, drawing, sewing and good old fashioned “ripping stuff up”. Today I got some fabric and made my brother cycle over it about 50 times, aiming to create some destroyed effect. Turns out it didn’t do much. So next up I try soaking it in coffee for an hour and putting it in the oven. Actually now i think of it I don’t think I turned the oven off…one second before I cause some kind of smog in the kitchen.

All is well. No smog as I’m sure you’ll be glad to know.

I have been exploring Pinterest which is just oh so inspirational. I found this photo, not really sure how it inspires me actually. Its a nice picture though so lets just not stick a label on it. Actually I have considered scrap-booking so maybe it could come into that, but honestly when will I find the time to scrapbook? Maybe it should be my Breaking Bad substitute, probably be more productive at least.

I have been deprived of my Cochlear Implant for almost two weeks now, which is thoroughly depressing. It’s my main source of hearing, so for now, can you just bear with? Thanks. At least its preparation for when I run away to a remote village with no electricity where I wouldn’t be able to charge my hearing stuff. Ok, mum, if you’re reading this please take a breath, I’m not really running away. I’m continuing my A Levels because it truly enthrals me.Screen shot 2014-11-23 at 20.17.41

Went to a vintage fair today, it was like a really bad traffic jam on the M6 but with buggies and women in really puffy skirts. It was fun trying on vintage and not-so-vintage clothes and picking little decorative things up and saying ‘ooh thats nice, I won’t buy it though, I’ll just make it myself’. My Gran has given me some of her very own vintage headscarves and clutches so I am all set for vintage-ness for the time being. The M6 business reminds me actually that yesterday I drove on a big scary 70mph dual carriageway for the first time ever. I swear my hands were shaking like they were about the unscrew themselves and plop in my lap. Nice bit of graphic imagery for you there, I do apologise. But yes anyway, I feel that this was somewhat of an achievement as I didn’t crash or veer off into a field.

My sister got a birthday present for her and two friends to go to a restaurant in the shard in London which sounds pretty amazing. She deserves something special as she has been doing her first ever full-time job at Great Ormond Street Hospital! I shall have to go and visit soon, explore London, moan to each other and maybe get a bit of shopping in.

I kind of look forward to going back to college tomorrow, is it weird that I actually like Mondays? I guess I like the structure side of things, where I can get loads of work done and not have to worry about it (much) after college finishes. But then again I like Fridays better than Mondays. I have been editing and re-editing my personal statement for university and it scares me how fast the deadline is coming up, it’ll be posted by tomorrow though!


Unreported World

“Patrick Otema, 15 was born profoundly deaf. In the remote area of Uganda where he lives there are no schools for deaf children, and he has never had a conversation.”

So many deaf children have no form of communication whatsoever, donate now by text or any amount on JustGiving and help give deaf children in Uganda the education and the communication they deserve.

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Tea Please.

I have recently developed a taste for tea. I’ve never like the average Earl Grey type of tea but recently I’ve begun to like herbal teas, particularly green tea and cranberry tea. I’ve heard many times about the health benefits of herbal teas and seeing as I’ve decided to become a tea drinker I thought I’d research it. I think its amazing how something like tea, that’s basically just hot flavoured water, can be so good for you!

So anyway, you might find this interesting: ( I found it on Pinterest, aka my favourite site!)


Feeling all Autumnal

 I just love the way the leaves crunch under your feet and you can curl up on the sofa smothered in blankets and watch the world go by in the rain outside. Autumn is one of the best seasons because its not too cold yet and it doesn’t rain as much as winter and there’s loads of pretty orangey colours everywhere


   This is one of my favourite jumpers ever, for some reason I find it difficult to buy things or spend money on myself. I saw this one day in a shop just glowing from across the room, you know, the way jumpers do. On impulse I actually bought it instead of tearing myself away with great reluctance and I’m so glad I did! One day I’m going to knit a jumper, or maybe several, I’ve been meaning to for a while but keep forgetting to get some wool that fits a pattern.

    I actually find that (below) photo thoroughly amusing, it kind of looks like I’m dead. Don’t fret, I’m not. Obviously. Those docs have fur inside them and they’re the softest shoes I’ve ever owned. I practically live in them. Bit of juxtaposition for you there. I bought the nude skirt about 3 years ago, it was a midi but I grew (slightly) and now its a bit less midi. I wear it a lot now but when I first bought it I regretted it after a week because I ‘t think it looked right…glad I didn’t give it away now though!didnIMG_7447

The camper van is called Florence by the way. Aka Flozza. Ok I’m lying, we would never call it Flozza.

There’s been a lot going on at college lately, for some inane reason, Ofsted (the boss of education or whatever they are) have decided to add to the already too stressful lives of A level students. We now have a controlled assessment every three weeks for each subject, that must meet our minimum target grades or at least one below, and if not we are in the ‘amber or red zone’…ooooh. Scary. Then you have to resit it it the next week if you don’t meet that grade. To top it off I have tons of geography coursework and english coursework that nobody even knew about and and and…

Sometimes I just feel like school or college or whatever is taking over my life. I know for a fact that the majority of my friends feel like this too. And probably the whole A level community. I want to run away and do something fun. Like learn to speak mandarin and travel the world and jump out of an aeroplane (with a parachute, breathe). I used to love learning about new things and now its becoming such a chore and I’m beginning to resent my most loved subjects.

We’re doing a Christmas Jumper Secret Santa. Ai-eee 🙂 I love secrets and I love shopping for presents so all is bright on that front.

Not every disability is visible.

I have noticed that a lot of people are surprised when deafness is referred to as a disability. Even people I have know most my life have said to me, ‘but you’re not actually disabled though are you?’, I know that this is just because people don’t understand fully about deafness. Also some deaf people don’t even like to refer to themselves as deaf never mind disabled, so it isn’t always told as they don’t want to draw more attention to themselves.

The definition of disabled according the the Disability Discrimination Act is that “a disabled person is someone with a physical or mental impairment which has a substantial and long-term adverse effect on his ability to carry out normal day-to-day activities”, all of which is true of deafness. personally my deafness limits me from conversation with new people as well as with my family, my deafness means that I miss out on certain sounds that may just be pushed out by hearing people, such as the the sound of birds singing. Before I got my cochlear implant, 6 years ago, I had never heard a bird sing. I also miss out on things like fire alarms, so I always have to make sure that I’m with other people who know I’m deaf at college, at the gym and when swimming, anywhere. I also have to be more careful when crossing the roads, I’ve had a few incidents with that, whoops! College is harder because I miss a lot of things, like what I need to put in my coursework, what homework I’m supposed to do and other things from the lessons, which worries me because this year is the most important one in terms of exams.

Anyway, enough about the things I find hard, but its good to remember though that not all disabilities are visible.

“I want to live in a lipstick jungle”


It’s been a while, I know. I do apologise sincerely 😉

I have been back from Ecuador nearly four weeks now, I can’t believe it had gone so fast already! I have thoroughly enjoyed my trip it has honestly been the best so far. I think its been so good not only because it was a new place, a new culture,meeting lovely people, travelling and a great experience volunteering, I genuinly believe that I felt like I had achieved something, especially having gone by myslef without knwoing anybody before I actually went to the departure meeting

I definitely recommend the organisation that I found my project through, I fundraised the money, and with this money they organised transport around Quito, accommodation with a wonderful family, all meals, a one to one intensive Spanish course, two nights out, donations to the project and an experience to remember. They had a pre-departure briefing as well to tell s about the project and the city, talking about absolutely everything you could think of which was very reassuring and helpful.The most difficult part was the actual coming home, I wasn’t quite ready to leave and I was experiencing reverse culture shock and post travel blues, but I’m now looking ahead to my travels next year either to Ghana or India!

My deafness didn’t get in the way of my trip (excluding some meal times when there were 10 plus people talking), if anything I noticed it less than I do at home and especially less than at college. Its quite strange really because I didn’t even realise this until I came back home again.I really did feel happy there and I think a big part of it was because I wasn’t so ‘deaf’ all the time. Everybody spoke Spanish, which I only knew the basics of as did the other volunteers so we were all a little clueless and it didn’t matter that I couldn’t hear them because I couldn’t understand the language enough anyway. The project was working with 2-3 year olds which meant that the only things they ever said were ‘papas’ (potatoes),’no’ and ‘peepee’ (which is toilet if you can’t guess). I felt an sense of belonging in Quito, I even noticed that a lot of Ecuadorian people are quite small so I didn’t feel much different from anyone else, well aside from being white and ginger, but what are you gonna do?

The organisation I went with is Outreach International, this is their website and my project code was E11, in case you’re interested in finding out more information or maybe sign up for a project yourself! If you want to ask me anything, I’m happy to help! I am already planning my next volunteering project for 2016, when I have finished a foundation course, it will be teaching disabled women in Cambodia different sewing skills (night-school will come in handy now!) so that they can keep earning money while keeping in touch with the changing trends. And then I’m going to be touring around south east asia! After the gap year I will then go to university to study fashion design…yes I have actually made my mind up for once…I feel so free haha!

Finally, I want to give a great big thanks everybody that has supported me and sponsored me, it was truly amazing!



(by the way the title is a song that has been constantly stuck in my head called ‘Lipstick Jungle’ by Newton Faulkner, it just sounds like fun to live in a  lipstick jungle.)

El Jardin de infantes

So I’ve been having an amazing time in Quito. I got very sunburnt after only 2 days at the beach (I did put loads of cream on I promise!). The beach wasn’t what I imagined, it was very long, grey almost black sand (I guess from all the volcanoes) with silvery green water and bright cloudy skies. The road next to the beach is full of nice bars and restaurants, but behind that road the Atacamas is a different story. We could see that it was a very run down area, with crumbling walls, some with no doors, very small cramped living spaces and green murky water in the river that splits the town, with at least one stray dog on each corner. It was nice to get to know the other volunteers better but I was glad to be back in Quito.

I started my project at the kindergarten yesterday, I’m already tired but loving it! I am in a classroom of toddlers about 2/3 helping out two staff. They are all adorable, although some are fascinated by my glasses and appear to find it hilarious when they hit me on the head with plastic toys. I mostly help get the children seated for breakfast, lunch and dinner, brush their teeth, get them changed for nap time and play with them. The only thing I’ve struggled with is meal times, the children are made to eat everything on their plates, which are quite large portions for 2 year olds. They do kick up a fuss and some cry when they’re full, but are still force fed even when they’re still chewing the previous mouthful. Today one of the girls in my class actually threw up over the table because she had eaten so much 😦 Its also a matter of speed, to keep things flowing they try to speed up meals which doesn’t really help. It does mean that the parents don’t have to feed them when they get home but I do find it difficult to watch.

On the way back to Monika’s house from the project today me and Emily got split up :/ It was a stressful experience! Basically while I was paying to get through the barriers at the stop, Emily had already managed to get on the bus, which I missed. It was scary because although I got on the right bus back I couldn’t be certain that Emily hadn’t gotten off the next stop and headed back for me as she can’t receive or send texts on her phone here. When I got off the bus I rang Monika on three different numbers she had given me, two were invalid and one did pick up but I couldn’t hear anyway. So I thought the best thing would be top walk back to Monika’s which was lucky as that was where Emily was! 🙂 I wasn’t worried about being on my own but more so that Emily may have been deserted if she had decided to head back with no way on contacting anyone.

One of the volunteers called Chloe went back to Boston last night, apart from Emily, she was the I felt most at ease with. To celebrate her last night Chloe and I went to plaza and then we watched bridesmaids with Emily. At dinner, Monika told us about a volunteer who died last year when she was climbing a mountain and its been said that people still see her in the spanish school at night, her classroom light being on. Guess who was here teacher? Mercedes! I’m glad that I’ve finished spanish now because although I don’t believe it, its still scary that its the same room where I was taught! No wonder Monika worries about us all, she has been through a lot. We were all very jumpy last night so Bridesmaids was a good distraction! 🙂