Who knows?

Who knows who they are or what they’re about?

Who cares what their name is or even when they shout?

Who lives by the rules that others create? Or even by their own rules started in a debate?

One wonders if life is as much fun as they say? Or is it all blindness that makes us obey?

I care if you scream and if you shout.

I care if your journeys got harder the longer you wait! 

Remember your travels begin with one step. And that life’s got a way of working it out! 

Gonna work on this one and see how much I can change it to make it better with some edits. Thanks for reading my crap! I appreciate it ūüėä

Life full of…

Life full of dreams which I have to chase. I often feel like I’m in a race. Over and over and again I try. 

I’m certain I’ll do it all before I die 

What a BFF!

Just got back from coffee with my fabulous friend Janet who I met at Uni 4 years ago. We have been friends ever since, through thick and more thick, and a few thins!

She’s been a really good mate, we’ve sat sometimes, when I’ve been in a real mess, and talked it all through. She has a sensible head on intelligent and emotionally mature shoulders and has advice too. Although she is able to just listen and offer comfort without solutions. University is a tough place and everyday life is difficult sometimes. All through the last 4 yrs Janet’s been a solid rock, someone who is obtainable and ever present.

It’s not all one way though, I’ve had the opportunity to be a friend to her on occasions. Just as my life can be chaotic so sometimes can hers and I’ve been there to help pick up the pieces. I’ve always found it easy to want to help her, never getting that crappy feeling that I’ve wasted my time, but always left with the feeling that she was worth the effort, time ¬†and whatever else has been offered.

But its not all doom and gloom, we laugh, I mean really laugh sometimes, well actually all the time. Our sense of humours are similar and we thrive off each others comedy, seeing things no one else can see, laughing sometimes uncontrollably.  I have gone home on many occasions with mascara running, still laughing in the car on the way home after we have left each other. We seem to have a knack of getting ourselves into scraps that end in hilarity.

A few weeks ago I felt so proud of janet too. She came second in a writing competition, her story won her a cash prize and a full double page spread in the newspaper. I hope this gives her the confidence to carry on writing because she certainly has a talent for it. Her story was intriguing, and all the stories I have read of Janet’s have been good. She can write a story which comes around in a full circle. Her endings are always good, with mystery and intrigue which takes some thinking about. This to me is a good writer, someone who can make you walk away thinking about what you have read.

Janet has been a really good friend for the last 4 years and I hope that there are many more years to come of laughter, emotional support and above all friendship.

Do you have a best friend who makes life that bit easier for you? Janet has been such an inspiring and courageous person, I admire her grit and determination to do the right thing.

Her motherhood has been hard but her son is a credit to her. He is matured into a fantastic man, intelligent, fun, kind, thoughtful, and hard-working. He is proud of his mum, it is obvious to see and I think the world of him.

Thanks Janet, for being my BFF…

Better late than never!

Sorry, sorry, sorry, to my thousands of readers who have missed my wonderful blog! Okay okay I know there are only a handful of people who read this stuff but I am sorry to you all.

Apologies over – so why am I sorry? Because I have totally neglected to blog since Easter, which was ages ago. ¬†I have finished my English degree and am now just waiting for the results. I am so worried my dissertation wasn’t good enough, or I didn’t follow the criteria right etc. etc. etc…

Im sure you’re all wondering “what has Wendie been up to then, if she has finished her degree?”

I finished my degree on 6th May, and as I have been working 3 days a week since January my managers have been waiting for me to finish so I can then go full time.  So I started full time at my marketing job. Monday to Friday 9am to 5pm. I thought I would find it hard to work full time, and I have to admit I am tired, but I love this job.

The job is full of variety, full of fun things to do, full of challenges. It is such a good job, and I know I could only get a job like that because I have a degree (or nearly). These types of jobs don’t come along that much, and this one is just perfect for me. ¬†I not only manage the social media for T&M but I also investigate stats and collate them for managers to use to make decisions. I also help with a/b testing and make decisions on changes to our websites. I write blogs, I manage others who write blogs, I write SEO. There is so much that I do and it is all new to me. This makes it an excellent challenge.

I do have to admit that I am finding evenings a little weird. Where I have been working and studying, but all of a sudden there is no more studying to do. After nearly 4 years of doing this it feels rather empty. I know I could sit on Facebook, but thats not my thing really. I like doing it a little but not sitting on it for ages. I am now learning HTML so am hoping that will keep me busy for a wee while.

Thanks for reading and I promise to blog more often.

Happy Easter


Happy Easter

I have had a few days off from work, so am trying to do as much uni work as possible. It’s hard when there are so many other (more exciting) things to do!¬†But only about 6 weeks left.

I just wrote a poem, and it was inspired by one of the paintings on Pop My Mind.  The picture is of an American Indian sitting at a fire, its so serene..


Ancestor’s fire

The body expires upwards, towards 

 the smokeless wastes 

the frozen fiords or deserts of states 

take expiry from anywhere to any place.

Solitary and alone red sky emits

mists from the soul which

ancestor’s permit.

Fires burning on, offering light 

  but no warmth.  

Warmth went awhile ago 

when bodies expire.

The spacing is a bit weird but otherwise this is my poem inspired by the above painting

what a great fun thing to do…



I’ve been Popped – and I love it!

I’ve spoken about Pop My Mind (PMP) before, but I’m so excited to say that I’ve been Popped! ¬†This means essentially that I perused the PMP site where loads of artists have painted images, writers have written poems etc. etc.

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Pop My Mind Website

I was inspired by a painting called¬†Shredded. ¬†I thought it was intriguing and it inspired me to write a short poem, short and sweet…

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It’s also called Shredded¬†

Shredded and broken, lonely and sad

marked for breaking

like –

a silent nomad.

Red is blood, blue is bone

Yellow hurts their eyes

Shredded and alone…

And now someone else Anllelito has been inspired to draw some fantastic pictures. ¬†They are really cool and I am so impressed by picture I just had to write about it. ¬†The feeling that I have inspired another artist to create something is so cool. ¬†I can’t express how exciting it feels. ¬†I’m am beginning to feel a part of the artist and writers community. ¬†I feel that my art and my creations of poems and prose is ‘real’! ¬†I really am a blogger, a writer and a poet and wow, that feels awesome.

This is what they wrote:

Shredded Poem inspired me to do some sketches of a wandering soul. I think of the character as a renegade from a past time that was curse to wander for eternity for his crimes.

And this is what they created:

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The Renegade Wandering Soul

I mean really how cool is that.  This picture is blooming awesome (said that twice now!).

What has happened to you lately where you feel your creativity has inspired someone else?

A caveat

I also want to add…

I’ve been very lack on my “Liking” of friends, blog friends, etc. efforts  and am feeling guilty. 

I promise I’ll soon be finished and won’t know what to do with myself!

There’s just 2 research papers 3,000 words each, 2 15 minute presentations and a 13,000 word dissertation left. Now you see why I’m so bloody busy. 

Been a while!

I’ve been busy with uni (only 8 weeks to go) and am madly writing, typing and reading!

I’m also busy with my lovely new job.  It’s been a total blast working in ecommerce with my new colleagues. Don’t get me wrong I still see my old friends from my last office and often have lunch with them. So it’s all good there. 

I’ve bought a new blender which is still in its box! That’s how mad it’s been. Still I’ve got nearly half my dissertation and am working on a presentation about ‘identity mimicry’ for Intercultural Communication. Interesting!

I’m off to Cambridge tomorrow evening to take my son to band practice. It’s a long way to go but it’s a birthday thing! 

What have you been up to lately? As much excitement as me? Or more??  Woooo!  


Pancake Gorgeous!

So we had a wonderful pancake day, well 2 of us did anyway! ¬†Poor old Oz didn’t get anything except a look at the delicious photographs I took. ¬†Oh that was so mean!


I have decided to give up cake, (yes I know?) for lent, which means from today the 10th February until 24th March, that’s 40 days to be precise. ¬†The story of why we have lent is lovely and makes you think of depriving yourself of something you love in order to become wiser and more tolerant of things around you.

Now I’m not sure that is what the message from JC (not Jeremy Corbyn) ¬†Jesus Christ had in mind when he did his epic desert marathon. ¬†But I want to challenge myself to show that I still have the tenacity and determination I used to have when I was in my 20s and 30s.

So cake? ¬†Crap! ¬†I bloody love cake… And sound like Little Britain.