Blogger kids. My kids.
I'm a blogger. My life is my blog, and in many respects, my blog is my life.
The Funfest Blogger Summit was one super-slick, welcoming, informative, inspiring and most importantly, fun day for all the family on Saturday. A festival which encourages you to bring your children along where CRB checked, trained childcare workers loo...
Where do I start with the most amazing lunch of my life?! Truly. The company. Food. Ambience. Service. The delightful energy that cheesily fed my soul as much as my tum (!). I shut my eyes and found myself on the French Rivieria in the middle of London. The Dalloway Terrace in the Bloomsbury Hotel is EVERYTHING and more.
I reckon I might just be a bit of a Peter Pan ( why there isn't a female equivalent to the youth-chasing PP I don't know, but that surely requires a whole other post)- essentially my point is, I refuse to GROW UP or more so, I don't feel that different from the 21 year old girl I was erm, (Googles a calculator)-14 years ago (case in point)- despite two kids and 2 c-sections (ouch) and cement thick concealer to hide my my eye bags.