12 years ago today, the love of my life, Sam, was taken from my life. Today marks the day I have been without Sam for the same amount of time I had him in my life. 

The last 12 years have seen ups and downs, good times, bad times, heartbreak, fun, frolics, travel, adventures, new friends, old friends, loss of people to death and personal choice but the in the main, me surviving and moving forward. 

So on this day, I am travelling up to a dance where the powers that be, saw favour to introduce me to the next love of my life. 

Matt has given  me the chance to love again and although things have been tough for us both in the last 12 months, we are committed to  being together and have found two like minded souls who are good apart but better together.  

We are on the way to the temple to pay our respects to Sam, before we go to our dance, I am a big believer  in fate and feel that Sam might have had a hand in bringing two loveless souls together a year ago on the anniversary  of his death. 

I never thought I would be blessed a second time,  to meet someone who makes me happy and loved but I have and who knows what the road ahead is going to be like but I will hold his hand, stand by his side as an equal and we will walk together in our new life.

Love you bub bub. X 

All you need is love and a little extra! 

During a seminar, a woman asked,” How do I know if I am with the right person?”

The author then noticed that there was a large man sitting next to her so he said, “It depends. Is that your partner?” In all seriousness, she answered “How do you know?” Let me answer this question because the chances are good that it’s weighing on your mind

replied the author.
Here’s the answer.
Every relationship has a cycle… In the beginning; you

fall in love with your partner. You anticipate their calls,

want their touch, and like their idiosyncrasies. Falling in love wasn’t hard. In fact, it was a completely natural and spontaneous experience. You didn’t have to DO anything. That’s why it’s called “falling” in love.
People in love sometimes say, “I was swept of my feet.”Picture the expression. It implies that you were just standing there; doing nothing, and then something happened TO YOU.
Falling in love is a passive and spontaneous experience. But after a few months or years of being together, the euphoria of love fades. It’s a natural cycle of EVERY relationship.
Slowly but surely, phone calls become a bother (if they come at all), touch is not always welcome (when it happens), and your spouse’s idiosyncrasies, instead of being cute, drive you nuts. The symptoms of this stage vary with every relationship; you will notice a dramatic difference between the initial stage when you were in love and a much duller or even angry subsequent stage.
At this point, you and/or your partner might start asking, “Am I with the right person?” And as you reflect on the euphoria of the love you once had, you

may begin to desire that experience with someone

else. This is when relationships breakdown.
The key to succeeding in a relationship is not finding the right person; it’s learning to love the person you found.
People blame their partners for their unhappiness and look outside for fulfillment. Extramarital fulfillment comes in all shapes and sizes.
Infidelity is the most common. But sometimes people turn to work, a hobby, friendship, excessive TV, or abusive substances. But the answer to this dilemma does NOT lie outside your relationship. It lies within it.
I’m not saying that you couldn’t fall in love with someone else. You could. And TEMPORARILY you’d feel better. But you’d be in the same situation a few years later.
Because (listen carefully to this):
The key to succeeding in a Relationship is not finding the right person; it’s learning to love the Person you found.
SUSTAINING love is not a passive or spontaneous experience. You have to work on it day in and day out. It takes time, effort, and energy. And most importantly, it demands WISDOM. You have to know

WHAT TO DO to make it work. Make no mistake about it!
Love is NOT a mystery. There are specific things you can do (with or without your partner), Just as there are physical laws Of the universe (such as gravity), there are also laws for relationships. If you know how to apply these laws, the results are predictable.
Love is therefore a “decision”. Not just a feeling.
Remember this always: Bhudda-god who ever determines who walks into your life. It is up to you to decide who you let walk away, who you let stay, and who you refuse to let GO! ♥

Chasing sailors around Honolulu International Airport


One of Darling Dotties wishes in Hawaii was to meet a US Sailor in Rig!
We trawled Pearl Harbour and the best we could come up with was the Korean Navy. While aboard USS Missouri we got told about Rimpac.  Navy and Army galore , from every nation, decending on Pearl Harbour! Now we must be in luck then?
Nil, narda, nowt , zilch, closest we got was a US Marine getting in the lift at our hotel and Dottie misses him and I get whip lash turning to see him as she
waves her arms, in  attempt to get me off the phone with my beau to spy him! Must admit, did see the back of him as he disappeared  into the lift.
Oh we did bump into 2 British Naval officers in a jazz club but they turned out to be a couple and the give away was the four suitcases, one full of shoes and that one was touching the others knee!  Poor Dottie,  so near but yet so far… On the plus side, we did go out drinking with them and they called us “jack”!

Fast forward  to the end of holiday and us schlepping, hot and sweaty through Honolulu International Airport, eye spy with my little eye, Jolly Jack USA Navy boy in full tropicals!
“Get a hussle on Dottie ” as we chased him through arrivals and collar him for a photo. A polite young man,.who smelled lovely and called us Mam. Poor bugger, accepted being in a picture.
All the nice gals love a sailor….


Mr Clit-ling. Sexceedingly good cakes, or pies in this case.

In the Royal Navy as I am sure on civvy street, there is a saying,” any holes a goal”.

This leads me onto an interesting telephone conversation I had with my beau, whom I will call for blog purposes, MR C-L. (As many of my avid blog readers are aware, I like to be discreet with my lovers, hence code names).

Our telephone conversations range from serenading (made up, Peter Kay, Style worded songs), crazy accents, total random shit to the most bizarre conversation last night about making love to an Apple Pie! Now I must add here, it was him making love to the apple pie, not me!

Having tons of male friends, who can be icky at times, this is the first time I have ever been informed of this but being inquisitive as I am, we continue with the following observations:

A safe guide to pie love making:

  • Apple pie and its inner consistency, seems to be the main choice but other fillings are available.
  • Check your fruit filling as there maybe pits and stones to contend with.
  • Pastry, always go for a short crust variety as flaky, filo or puff may be unsuitable.
  • Never a hard pumpkin pie or even a meat variety. That’s just wrong lol!!!
  • Crumble could be an option; if no fruit based pies are available but do watch out for the crumble? Maybe think about going in sideways.
  • Egg custards could be good but only if a nutmeg, cinnamon topping.
  • Rhubarb, too stringy.
  • Pies with gravy, might wanna give them a miss! To moist, although us Northerners love owt moist, in this case, caution is advised.
  • And last but not least, a traditional Cornish pasty. Try the end with fruit not meat and veg.


And here is the health and safety part:

  • Always check the temperature of the pie with your finger and for the love of god, never a McDonalds’ apple pie, unless you want to suffer third degree burns on your wee man!





Now on another strange conversation, while at lunch today, Mr IT, our work mate, on the recent death of Prince (may you fly with Doves), added that rumour has it, that Prince had ribs removed to pleasure himself!

This then ended up in him adding that, if you get in the bath sideways, it’s all very doable?

Just to clarify, all the males in my life are very dodgy and weird but I does love em all!



Footnote from Mr C-L

This may grow into a whole afternoon of sexy cakes judged by those who deem to call themselves “cake Judges”

Or those whom are seen only in the summer months at garden fates

Usually of the “larger” size lady, mind you that brings in a whole new ball game as the larger lady is known to many men as King Arthur!! – As they Camalot

So to put it into a nutshell King Arthur judging the man cake!!