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Tonight the baby ran out of the kitchen in tears. I found her on her bed, sobbing  hysterically. She told me she had made a wish and it didn't come true.  She was tired of making wishes, praying and being good.... And never ever, not even once did they become reality. I asked her if her wish was something she needed or wanted. She said she wanted it. I asked if it's something she could obtain if she worked hard for it, and the answer was no. How do you explain to a 7 year old that you can pray and wish with all your might, but you will never be able to grow wings and fly,  nor will you have a magic button that will produce all the dresses you want. I didn't want tonight to be the night where Miss 7 realises that magic doesn't exist. That those dreams don't come true.  We talked about perception, goal settting and manifestations.  Somehow , I wove magic back into her world..and I think I managed to throw in at bit of girl power too. I ...

I was recently asked to prepare a short informal piece on self improvement in 150 words.  I decided to share it but add my own spin and a few more words for my little group of followers.   Are you ready for an internal nip, tuck and lift for a new and better you in three non sweat-able steps? Well, read on... 1.  Sweeten the deal There is an adage, what goes around comes around. Treat people the way that you expect to be treated.  Be fun, caring, loving, thoughtful and polite and watch it all come back to you. No doubt there are a few ungrateful sods who don't want to share the love, never mind, navigate your way around the potential cavity makers and focus on those that you sprinkle your sweet natural sugar on ... you will feel fab, and you will help others feel better too!  2. What you think, you become* Self-belief can move mountains. Begin by treating yourself well mentally and physically. When you start feeling good about yourself, you will s...

It's been 4 weeks since my babies last put their shoes on. They have been slipper and sock crazy. They stay up till 2 am. Sleep in till 2 pm. They rock. They laugh, party, dance, yell. They cuddle OH do they cuddle. We three are the trio of cuddles, tickles and love. We're in lockdown. We are locked in love.

Star struck? Me? Never. It could be because I have moved countries a few times and as a result fail to recognise homegrown stars. Or...it could be that I am so cool that I have star block. Stars don't care that I am a mere mortal or they realise that I have no idea. Allow me to explain. While living in London, I often greeted and spoke with locals at the supermarket near my home. One elderly lady and I would often chat about nothing in particular but it was a short, polite friendly exchange. Until a store assistant mentioned her by name. The next time our paths randomly met, she looked at me and said 'You know who I am now...don't you?' I nodded mutely.  We never spoke again.