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Staffordshire lobby recipe

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Staffordshire lobby

So for those that don’t know, i am from the UK and a place called Staffordshire, and my city is Stoke on Trent. We are known for our pottery and, our nickname is the potters. This thick cheap and easy stew like meal is one of our well known traditional meals, especially in the winter time!
It’s super easy to make and really is a left over stash buster (oh god crochet terms slipping through) And really cheap for anyone that is on a budget.
If you make a big enough batch, it should last you a few days!

This is known to be a poor mans meal, as a lot of the workers or people back in the day from the potteries couldn’t afford to buy fresh food and cook all sorts of meals every day. So they would use leftover meat and shit from a Sunday dinner and make up this awesome tasting stew.
I have kept this recipe as traditional as i can, sometimes tweaking what veg i fancy in it as well.
Normally you would have stew beef but i have been cooking it with chicken a lot more as this is my favourite meat.  Now, the past year or so i have been bunging all the stuff in my slow cooker but i can assure you that you don’t need one of those to cook this! Just a big ass pot to load all the goods in, or a pot big enough for your needs.

Keep reading to find out what you need and how to make it!

Ingredients

 

  • Braising steak, or whatever meat you fancy. Traditionally its braising steak
  • Carrots, 2/3 depending on how big of this your cooking.
  • Swede
  • Large onion
  • Large potatoes – I actually use baby potatoes and cut them in half because i hate peeling potatoes LOLOLOL
  • ***Celery – Oddly enough growing up we never had celery in our lobby, so i don’t know if this is new thing or it’s down to personal preference. Most people round ‘ere i know bung celery in  – Personally i don’t use it.
  • Pearl Barley, your going to need around a handful, i have shit loads because its yummy.
  • Beef stock 2 cubes or you can make your own – Again i used chicken so i was lazy and used 3 chicken stock cubes.

 

How to cook  – Slow cooker & without slow cooker

Slow cooker version

  1. Chop up all your veg, peel potatoes, throw it in the slow cooker.
  2. Add your meat
  3. Add your pearl barley
  4. Add water and stock cubes, or add your stock which ever method you do stock.
  5. Season black pepper, bit of salt
  6. Stir
  7.  Cook medium for about 6 hours, depending on your slow cookers temp though. On a low setting it will take longer, so its a good meal to do over night or in the morning before you head out to work etc.

 

No slow cooker

  1. Throw all your veg, meat and pearl barley into the pot
  2. Add water
  3. Cook/simmer for about 30 minutes – I am someone that tends to go over lol!
  4. Add your veg, preferably chopped LOL
  5. Add stock – Any liquid and this includes when in the slow cooker should be enough to cover the food, I like to go about a inch more or two higher than the food.
  6. Keep this on a low/simmer cook for about 2/3 hours.
  7. Check often and stir so it doesn’t stick to the pan
  8. Don’t forget to season

If you have a pressure cooker, then this is also something you can cooker with that!
This is best served with crusty bread and butter for dipping 🙂

 

Any questions feel free to ask! I hope you like my hometowns traditional winter warming food!
Its lush ❤

(I also filmed my first crochet tutorial today)

I hope everyones had an awesome weekend and please let me know if you try this meal! xox

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Story Time · writing

Disconnected – Short story

“How much food do we have til they open the store again?”

“A couple of meals i say”

It was enough, it’s not like the store wasn’t going to open again. But for some reason people thought the need to ration, even supermarkets got in on it too. Once a week the it would open for a set amount of time, then close. We were able to get the most needed items, but they still had to limit how much because everyone needed to eat and drink.

The world had lost it’s mind since the internet went down, it was as though people had forgotten how life was lived without access to the online world. Four weeks had passed, nobody understand why or when it would be back – If was to ever come back.
I didn’t care, i actually liked it. The air was hectic but i also felt a sense of peace. People weren’t glued to laptops or phones unless they needed to make a call.
Children were out on the street playing, or at home with toys. The news reported that toy sales had risen because children were unable to play most mobile or tablet games without a connection, and mobile data was unavailable. Footballs and sporting goods were another popular thing, people were going out and just throwing a ball around.
Crime hadn’t changed, which we all though would. Hackers are clearly pissed off, but banks and expensive stores have had to adjust the alarms systems. Most are a live alarms, where the security feed is 24/7 linked with an online server. It had all been disconnected but nobody gave it a thought to go and rob the local banks. – How odd?

Is this something that’s going to make the world come together or eventually will people crack and crime will rise, i just don’t know. I aren’t seeking for answers, i am accepting this as it comes across. Whilst most spend all day and night trying to do something about it, i am sleeping without disturbance.

 

“Have you seen the fucking news, look quick…. The worlds been cut off from electric. What in the fuck are we going to do now?”

 

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Let’s have fun – Top 10 favourite movies

 

OK so i haven’t been able to stick to my usual routine of blogging haha, next week i’ll do another beauty review but for the mean time, here is my top ten favourite movies EVER!
Number 1 ranking the best.

10. The Lost Boys

OH MY GOD this film, i love it i loveeeeeeeeeeeeee it. LIKE i know you know i love the 70’s BUT THE 80’s how god damn sexy were they! Such a shame about Corey Haim but these make vampirism sexy lol!!!

9. The Breakfast club

If you don’t like this film or you have never watched this film – Girl bye.

8. The Addams Family

Okay, the films are little bit silly but they are random, weird, and everything i am. This film made up pretty much my child hood lol! I always wanted to be in that family. You gotta have some quirkiness in your film selection right?

7. Edward Scissorhands

My mum would go round my nans (my dads mum) on a weekend, and no doubt id end up on the sofa with a blanket watching a video. THIS one, i would pick this one every time. I was obsessed. He scared the shit out of me as a kid but i was loved him, i felt sorry for him. Even to this day, now understanding the film and the deeper meaning it touches me every time!

6. Up!

If this doesn’t make you laugh or cry then are you even human? This made it into the list because its brilliant. I guess some of the story is a little mature, the losing the baby, death etc but why do animated films always have to be so KID friendly. Shit, i was watching the Exorcist in bed as a kid. Ok so i taped it one night when i saw it was on TV my mum didn’t know, but still. Of course i have a bunch of favourite animated films, but for me this got me forgetting the rest. I mean, this film knocked off Snow white.

5. My Best Friends Wedding

I watched this as a kid as well LOL  my mum got me into so many films, i think i was around 8 or 9 when i saw this film. Anyways, this list sucks because all these films deserve to me number one. My Besties wedding, i can’t fault it. It cheers me up and the scene where they sing Aretha Franklin is iconic.
Julia roberts, you do it ever time, you nail every damn role!

4. Titanic

I’ve watched this film around 100 times, no honestly i that’s how much i love it. It makes me CRY every single time, some people think this film is hella cheesy and i know it’s not 100% to the tragedy, the black an white film is more accurate but it still is super hard to watch knowing all those people died. Oh shit, pass me the tissues.

3.Calamity Jane


Doris Day was one of the first old school actresses my mum introduces me too, in fact this was the first film i saw with Doris day. From that moment on, i loved her so much as an actress. She is beautiful and has such a perfect representation of what a Hollywood star should be. I still think she is the most beautiful woman and as a kid i always wanted to be pretty like her. This was a hard one to list because i really am a huge fan and i’ve seen every film – I might have to do a top ten doris day to give her position in list justice!!
2. When Harry Met Sally

This is the perfect definition of a love story, seriously. Two best friends falling in love, like legit not stupidly like some films.
It touched me because my boyfriend and i were besties, and we are so alike yet so different and clash but he is my soul mate. I saw this film way before him though but it just makes my heart happy because it feels SO REAL!!!!!!!!! I Love meg ryan she’s another favourite actress.
How can we forget the famous orgasm scene!!!

1 . The Lord Of The Rings: The Two Towers

This wasn’t a difficult spot, honestly i am a massive fan. So much that in highschool i would wear the one ring around my neck, obviously not real. Probably why i got bullied.
The Two towers specifically is because of the battle of Helms Deep, it sends shivers down my spine when i think of it and when i watch it i still feel like it’s the first time i’ve ever watched it. Each film deserves a spot in it’s own right as all three a brilliant, but this one oh my god this one. Nothing will ever replace my love for these films, the books even more.
I want more Middle Earth movies, i really think in time some of Tolkiens work could be turned into movies. His other books does have the stuff before all of this but they aren’t an easy read but i guess sometimes some things are best left untouched.

FUN FACT, when LOTR the fellowship first came out on VHS, i would watch it every night in bed, no seriously. Even if i fell asleep, after a long day of school i would rewind that bad boy and start again. 

 

I’ve actually enjoyed making this list, and now i have lots of lists buzzing around to make and i probably won’t do them LOLOL but i might write them in my bullet journal, gives me something to do on a rainy day right?
I think if i do a next list, it will be TV shows.

SO thanks for reading if you did, i’d love to hear your top ten films! Let me know if you enjoy any of mine in the list.

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Chow!

Story Time · writing

Underground – short story

I don’t remember the last time i touched air, or sniffed the fumes of petrol on a busy morning full of traffic. Though it’s not possible to touch air is it? But you do understand the feeling of it. I used to enjoy the breeze every time i would leave our shopping centre, it would instantly dry my sweaty palms and cool my wet neck.
I would sweat a lot whilst shopping, especially indoors. The rush of wanting to go from shop to shop trying to get through people, though why rush? It was as if sometimes the shop would disappear but i had this urgency to just get out of the way of people because my fucking God, some humans did not look where they were going. I often felt like i was the only one that would look around or left and right to see if my path was safe, or to spot the arseholes who weren’t actually looking. Sometimes if i bumped into the ignorant of the blind, they would look to me as if it was my fault.
I felt like an alien whilst people wandered and stared solely in a straight line, not giving a shit where they walked because they wanted to walk where ever they felt like it.
The satisfaction of entering a shop, but then to do it all again whilst in that shop. Avoiding people with prams or large baskets and trolleys. I always moved out of the way when someone wanted to get past or decided to shuffle next to me and look on the same shelf. That pissed me off, i had to wait until they were done so i could continue with that section. Selfish shoppers, and what’s with the parents that just allow children to wander. I am not apologizing if knock over your kid.  I don’t miss the stress of being amongst other humans whilst shopping. – In fact i am with them twenty four hours a day, and have been for the past fourteen years. We haven’t seen an ounce of daylight and i haven’t had a strong lung in take of air for a long time, i’ve forgotten what most things look like or taste like.
Our air though is filtered through and reaches us underground, Lord knows what would happen if something was to go wrong. The ‘Army’ as we call them i suppose are trained enough to take on that kind of situation if it was to happen, though too many have already been eaten and killed. The overly brave, who think whatever is up on the surface is weak and no match for the mighty army. How wrong were they? Once a month, a team does venture out for a whole week to seek food and supplies, even try and find more traces of humans. Not many return, and each time we are thankful for the loss of life so we can continue living.
My cabin isn’t too bad, i made some fake plants out of clay the other day with another bunch of women. Most of them are married and the men go off doing labour work, us females don’t have much to do except look after the children and educate, cook, nurse or like me wander and observe.
Never in my life would i imagine that whats left of some of the population is here living underground. I can’t speak for the rest of the United Kingdom or the cities outside of mine, in fact the rest of the world.
We haven’t had human contact outside for the ten years, the four years this all happened was fine. I guess you could say hopeful? I mean it’s a long time isn’t to be underground and not speak to humans above.  – I can’t really remember what made us all live underground. All i know is that if we go up, we die.
I think i was thirteen years old when this happened, i am now twenty seven. I don’t know what year is it, or date. We have our own calender’s and i gathered all the months and dates are incorrect but it helps us to live everyday, so we can celebrate birthdays or even Christmas.

It’s my birthday soon, i want to leave the underground and live in the real world. I am going to make my escape the day after my birthday. I need to know the truth, i need to see daylight.

 

Story Time · writing

Charlie – Short story

 

I sat longer than usual on the bench, i knew my train was about to arrive but i just didn’t quite feel like catching it. I knew that waiting wouldn’t make him sit next to me but i wanted to sit here for a while longer hoping that he did. I wanted to feel hopeful, i needed atleast that. I am not sure if i fell in love with him, though i did care deeply and really did see him as a best friend.
But how can you love or be friends with someone you bump into everyday, waiting to catch the train home from work. How can you feel something by sitting for two hours a day talking with them and building a connection?
The last week i’ve say here and he hasn’t shown up, i knew this day would come. He’s moved on with his life and quite right. We never exchanged numbers or even added eachother on social media, which i can’t seem to fatham. Why did we not ever do that? Is that not what people do now, exchange user names and connect through a world of meme’s and cat videos.
I think maybe it would of all gone a different way, infact hundreds of ways. We could of spoken more, met up. Even exchange messages to confirm that we would both be at the station waiting for our seperate trains. But then i do realise if we had that, i don’t think it wouls be as magical.
For two hours a day, 5 days week after a long day at work i would sit and talk with a stranger. His name was Charlie, and for 6 months we built this friendship. At first it was me plonking my arse down on a bench after a really horrible day at work. I was at my all time lowest in life. I had a rubbish job, no boyfriend and not many friends. I pretty much spent my life either at work or in my home cuddling my cat. If i did go out, it was because i needed to get food and things to live or the odd friend would randomly want to meet for lunch. Which i can say was not that often, i had no social circle nor remember the last time i went out with friends for a girls day or even night drinking cocktails.
My life was shit and that day i wanted to run onto the train tracks and just end it all. But meeting Charlie, gave me hope and the fact i couldn’t leave my poor kitty alone.
After that day bumping into him became this weird coincidence and before we knew it, us sitting on the same bench waiting for our train became a regular thing. We would spend a few hours talking, purposely missing our travel home.
This handsome guy with dark hair and a quirky sense of dress style, made me feel like i existed in this world once again. He made me laugh, talked me out of my darkest thoughts and most of all he listened.
Six months is a long time isn’t it? Especially when we never exchanged numbers, the more i think about it the more i wonder if he really did exist.
If i had his number, maybe i would know why for some strange reason, Charlie left without trace…

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Liverpool trip & Chit chat

Pictures are in no particular order.

 

Well as you guys might know, i did mention i was going away for a few days last week with my boyfriend and er i did it haha.
I didn’t go anywhere crazy far away or fancy but other than a city called Liverpool, which if i might add IS actually fancy and modern, with lots of historical things to do and they have the docks, pier and beautiful sea air.

 

Albert dock

Going away for this trip wasn’t a last minute thing we had been considering it for a while now, as my boyfriend originally planned to go on his own and meet friends but waiting for his friends to actually organize something was taking too long and i’ve been feeling really low and bored with life so i suggested we go to Liverpool for our trip.

I was looking at places by the sea and country side breaks etc but by the time i paid for only a few nights, then had to take the travel/train tickets into consideration it became quite pricey because it’s the summer holidays – So a city break was something more doable and pocket friendly.

I looked up Liverpool and it’s history, obviously it’s all about The Beatles but i aren’t actually a fan so i looked more into the historical things like St George’s hall which was my favourite attraction.
I was however quite sad that you needed to be in a guided tour to be able to go into restricted/certain areas which pissed me off – They had a main/basic tour trail for anyone what wants to wander freely but i mean come on!!! The only reason why i didn’t book the tour is i can’t stand being told things as a teacher point of view. I can sit and relax with a documentary on TV but i don’t know, it just annoys me i want to find the history out for myself – Even as a kid on school trips i got bored! Actually the only trip i loved was the Black country museum and as part of the class trip we had to dress and pretend we were at school, i got to be one of the naughty children (Typically ironic) and see what punishment was like. I loved it!
OK back to Liverpool, so yeah that was my only disappointment we couldn’t see all the main awesome things like go into the catacombs etc but i again it was my favourite because i had such eery feelings when we walked into the jail cells and around where the prisoners would go, i had constant vibes which made me even more fascinated.

 

 

 

The first day we did a lot of sight seeing and walking, we left early and because we couldn’t actually check into our hotel until 4:00PM we managed to fit a lot of things in including a quick meet up with on of my boyfriends friends.
The first museum we went to was actually at the Albert dock but we didn’t use that time to explore the dock or pier as we were going to do that on the day we were going home and fuck, over 100 steps we climbed. We could of got the lift but OMG so many people with prams, kids and i thought by the time we waited for the lift to even be empty or come to us we may as well walk. My legs hurt so bad 😦
The first night we were so tired, i did enjoy our first meal out which was called Yard & Coop it was a chicken restaurant. It had a chicken coop vibe and seats, it was awesome. Wouldn’t go again because the amount of food you get wasn’t really worth the price and it took over half an hour for me to get my bill when asked.

So then the next day meant i woke up still really tired, but our main adventure was the second day (Friday) Which was the main museums, art gallery and anything else random we could find but by the time we got to the art gallery i was fucking exhausted.
The first thing we did that day was breakfast, first time i’ve ever properly had pancakes, bacon and eggs with maple syrup i loved it. So anyways after that we strolled to the world museum and i was really excited for this because it had an aquarium, dinosaur stuff and world history like mummies etc.
If my legs weren’t suffering enough, my body and tiredness still hadn’t regenerated, we had more GOD DAMN stairs to climb. They had like a million floors and each time we had to climb the bastard steps because of people with prams and kids omg i swear kids should want to climb stairs they are young and athletic.

The world museum was OKAY – It was boring, the aquarium was shite like basically tiny tanks that would fit in my living room. My boyfriend was getting bored because museums aren’t his thing & so with the lack of resources – Though when it came to like fossils and stuff about plants, or the floor with bugs it was cool i did take some pictures.

I will skip ahead because as much as i love dinosaurs it was lacking, the section about ancient Egypt was fucking amazing.  Okay to get to know me better, i love history. Especially when it comes to ancient Egypt, i remember that and Tudor/Victorian times were my favourite things to learn about at school and as i got older i loved it even more.

So the section with the mummies and tombs WERE REAL – YES THEY WERE REAL DEAD MUMMIFIED PEOPLE. I couldn’t get over it, i wanted to touch it :/ dead bodies don’t freak me out. Not because i see them every day but back then it was a thing you know? So it was normal, other wise i don’t want to fall under the category of being some kind of psychopath which i did an online test for as i am researching serial killers for a possible story, and if the score is 31% you fall into being a psychopath, i was like 21% WHICH isn’t far off – BUT it wasn’t a legit scientific test, its all fun ( i think)

ANYWAYS – so the Egyptian part was the longest, so we got tired and our feet were killing us.
We left (down the lift which took fucking ages because it kept stopping) it was time to find something else to do but we were so tired and grouchy that when we went to the art gallery it turned into grouchy moodyness and my boyfriend wasn’t really interested in MOST of the art and it was kind of really big so personally, you would need a good few hours or so to actually check out all of the art work because they had so many sections – Mordern, ancient, before the 1700s, victorian – All different categories, all different years.
I did how ever get to meet Kind Henry, that happened to be a main attraction painting it was actually cool and Queen Lizzie – They also had a few Jesus paintings which were cool and the pictures i took doesn’t capture the actual size – Some of the sizes were bigger than LIFE! They also had an early copy of the Mona Lisa, which was kind of cool to see.

Then we go into the embarrassing section of the gallery. It was called coming out, it was for the LGBT community which was cool as some of the paintings had a really interesting back story and ALOT of meaning. It was also interesting to see a time line of the laws from the very first up until now, AND ironically my baby King Henry was the first LOL
But my boyfriend didn’t know where to put his face when we saw photo’s of men just standing with there dicks out, bless him.
We did really enjoy one set of art which was a story of a mother and son combined into one it was pretty cool.

The most of the trip we spent exploring and walking around, I managed to visit he MAC store and treat my mum to a new lipstick because she gutted my flat and spring cleaned it for me whilst I was away. Except the bedroom because I am having a new bed tomorrow yay!!

I really enjoyed taking a few days away from reality, I took lots of pictures but I’ve only shown you a few because we would be here all day and plus if you follow me on Instagram you would of seen my insta story – SORRY if that was annoying haha but I rarely use FB anymore to share stuff unless it’s my FB store page.

Our next adventure is going to be somewhere we feel we can relax and maybe turn it into 5 days. I’d really like to visit Dorset, Cornwall, Wales (Snowdonia) or the Lake District but I think anywhere that we can get a good deal!!
So thank you for reading if you did I know this is long as fuck and I don’t care, I will say though it’s been hard to write about my trip because you never know where to start and I always ramble.

 

I have some cool plans, I’ve been writing more as you know and I am entering a few short story competitions. One is womens fiction which I do read every now and again and sometimes write about but my heart is thriller, though it will be a challenge for me to see where my talent lies. What kind of writer am I?
I’m also on another book now so once this one has finished I will be setting up the book club, by book club I mean you can join in if you want!

I have some more crocheting to do this week for orders, and then it will of slowed down for a few weeks or so which is good because I have LOTS of shit to make for a fayre for the 14th of October and I am also going to be making a start on Christmas items for the store as well as Christmas items for my December fayre.

I haven’t done much with my bullet journal folks, when I went through my really low point I didn’t care to do much and I am still only just getting back on track. Now that I have made some serious decisions about my writing I feel excited, but really nervous. I don’t want to submit a short story and then be laughed about I don’t know what Is, I know my writing is far from perfect which Is why I am trying to put myself out and learn but at the same time I actually want to win something. I’m really competitive, I am that family member that will throw the monopoly board across the room. 

 

That’s it for now!!!

 

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I also need to add that when we went to museum by the dock, they had a world war data base. Now my last name is spelt Pursell, its rare as it’s usually Purcell. I managed to find one person on the world war 1 data base with Pursell, so I am looking into this because it mentions French/France and I know we have some French ancestors – Super excited.  So I will do an uodate whenever I can collect some more info on this!

Book review · Story Time

Book review – NOD, by Adrian Barnes

Alright, well i am back from my few days trip. I actually got back Saturday but I’ve kind of been recovering and trying to get back to reality! Why is it so vile when you come home, like it just all becomes so boring. I am going to do a full post on my trip at the end of the week and share some pictures, i will work in my crochet dolls i have done as i will be a tad busy to do the three post shite.
OK, so finished reading the book NOD – Keep reading if you want my thoughts!

9781783298228

 

Dawn breaks over Vancouver and no one in the world has slept the night before, or almost no one. A few people, perhaps one in ten thousand, can still sleep, and they’ve all shared the same golden dream. After six days of absolute sleep deprivation, psychosis will set in. After four weeks, the body will die. In the interim, panic ensues and a bizarre new world arises in which those previously on the fringes of society take the lead. Paul, a writer, continues to sleep while his partner Tanya disintegrates before his eyes, and the new world swallows the old one whole.

Publisher: Titan Books Ltd

 

About the author – Okay, so i could only find bits about the author and i haven’t found ant social media links, which was sad because i know that he had cancer and would love to find out how he is doing and just what he’s up to in general – ALSO, if or when he will publish another book.

He was born in the UK and i believe he lives in Canada now? I have a link here with some information on him and an article which goes into a little more in depth about his cancer and how writing this book plays a huge part in that.

About Adrian
Adrian article

 

Overall book rating 8/10

I loved this book, it’s everything i could possibly want in a Dystopian novel, i love apocalypses and all things dark and gloomy. This is the kind of writer i aim to be some day and so reading a book like this, that hits all the good parts about a favourite genre or style of writing got me seriously hyped up and excited to write myself.

The way Adrian used insomnia to tell this apocalyptic story is just brilliant. People can’t sleep and turn into insane sleep deprived humans, who will die eventually.
The descriptions and some scenes in this book as well as actions have hidden meanings and are even damn right spot on when it comes to how you feel and act when you don’t get much sleep – What’s interesting is how the world changes the longer they live without sleep. How it turns them less human by the day, sort of monster like.

Each chapter represented a day in the life of the story, so chapter 3 would be day 3. The more you read, the more you wanted to know what happened and how or when they would all die, which sounds kind of grim but this book gives you such huge curiosity. For me, instead of watching or reading something world ending you usually wish the best out come and that everyone or at least some kind of happy ending exists, i wanted to see the death. – I really did want to know what happens in the end if you never sleep, because how many times have you secretly wished more hours in the day, or that you never be tired. After reading this i sure as shit want to sleep but i won’t lie…..

I struggle with insomnia so i totally got the hidden messages and in fact for the first few days of reading this i couldn’t sleep properly because it was on my mind. What a horribly fucking thing to happen. The world is ending by something that we need the most, which is more scary than having zombies come and eat me.

If you want to be scared but intrigued at the same time then this book is for you. It’s not so much scary in the sense of some kind of arsehole like Jason or Freddie coming to get you but something about apocalypses and the end of the world always sets me off and makes me feel kind of odd.
It will leave a mark and leave you shook, it left me thinking if this could happen and books, horrors or dystopia very rarely do that.

It’s a quick read, and could be even quicker if you are someone that flies through books like your change of knickers – What’s even more interesting is the authors thoughts when he had cancer, he said he started to feel similarities to the book. Which is why linked the article above because its quite interesting to read.

I think an 8/10 is fair, i just wish i knew ALOT more about the author because i have this weird urge to investigate and stay up to date with authors i enjoy, i really hope he pushes out some more books because i think he is a brilliant writer.

 

Book club starts in a few weeks, i am about to start a new book to review and as well as that sift through the perfect one for anyone that wishes to join in after.

Thanks for reading! I’ll be playing blog catch up tomorrow, the joys.

Story Time · writing

Goodbye July – Short story

I drew back the curtains and took one deep breath, it was dawn once again. I had slept little and had been doing so for such a long time, I couldn’t even remember the last meal that had satisfied my appetite. My eyes were tired and my bones felt numb – Was today finally the last? When the sun rises will we all be able to breathe without fear.

The summer nights were darker than ever recorded, but the mornings remained the same. Our crops were dying and the closet stores near us that sold food were beginning to look empty. Morning meetings would happen and we would all get told the number of food that’s left for us all, I think without this order and rationing we may have died of starvation a long time ago. Without our crops, we won’t even be able to harvest the basics, and with cities far away it would be suicide to venture out. – But what is left for us to do? The sick are getting sicker and are children are not growing, do we step outside our zone and head for the city. I’ve heard bad things and what might happen to most of us, we would be checked for infection and either spared to live in a colony or shot dead on the spot. You can see fire and smoke in the distance, we used to wonder about it until we had such bad winds so fierce that it blew the scent of burning flesh into our little town. Our once precious sanctuary, that’s now protected by farmers and boys with guns – Fences that only give us so much land to live but it protects us. We have a perimeter and rules, even a curfew just so we can keep living. But it’s not living, is it? It’s surviving and that to me isn’t happiness. It’s a sad fucking way to go…..

 

Now that July has come to an end, I feel that it won’t just be us surviving but fighting to do so. This might just be the last July I’ll ever see.

Good bye July, til we meet again.

 

Story Time · writing

‘Untitled’ – Short story

The rain was coming down heavy, but leaving a slight breeze that was enough to make curtains move. I loved the air when it rained, I also enjoyed the view in the distance. When I looked out of my apartment window, I had been blessed with a view – Not just houses and other apartments, my eyes focused on the far away. Fields and even more fields, which looked strangely beautiful when it rained. The mist and grey fog that hovered over the tops of the hills. I wanted to be surrounded by it and delved into an adventure, I always imagined that If I walked inside of it that I’d come across the darker side of what the weather can do. I guess I really wanted a horror adventure, maybe not the choice of everyone’s but I do like mystery, even if it does involve a serial killer or two.

I sat for a good twenty minutes just staring, I thought about a few things and most were blank thoughts. The ‘far’ away was very far indeed, the rain became heavier and it was impossible to see into the distance but it was still enjoyable to take in the weather. I never quite understood why people hated the rain so much, sure it’s horrible getting wet. It limits your outdoor activity and who loves to be out shopping or doing things for then to get soaked. But it’s tranquil, water itself is healthy, and just look at how many sea creatures and animal exist and how beautiful they are.
My favourite is the shark, I’m not sure what attracts me to this species as such but other than its hugely feared. The fact that people fear it makes me love the shark more because, even though it’s something you worry about if you’re on an exotic holiday and happen to be in the sea – They are extremely intelligent. I like things that have more than a meets the eye kind of vibe, and that is exactly the shark.

Before I get up from the window, I drink the rest of my coffee. I don’t usually drink it, it sets off my anxiety and never has been useful regarding keeping me awake, but seeing as my days are numbered I may as well enjoy everything I can before I have no time.

You see, the one thing that I am enjoying right now Is watching the rain, the water. Water that we shower and wash in, bathe, wash clothes. The complete necessity in life for us to keep, well living. Except one thing – It’s what’s killing me.

It’s the one thing that’s killing the whole world.

Story Time

Whispering shadow

Her long brown hair fell beautifully as she sat in her window, reading what appeared to be an old war love story. I knew her favourite type of books, i knew a lot about her and it had only been three months. I could see the  frustration in her eyes as one strand of hair kept falling and would stay put as she put it behind her ears.
After a good few minutes, my eyes followed her as she got up and what looked like hair clips, she made sure it was secured.

I knew it wouldn’t be long til she called it bedtime and i would get to see her body gracefully undress into shorts and a small tank top. I loved her pale smooth skin, how perky her breasts were.
She was beautiful, a perfect painting.  But her looks wasn’t what caught my eye, it was her caring nature. How she loved to help other people and never herself, every Friday she would finish work early and meet with her family for a huge meal. They were all so close, i loved seeing them all laugh and joke with each other. Of course being the only sister, she would get teased but as always she held her own.

11:00pm struck and it was time for bed, no rest for her. The working week was almost over and i would get to see her relaxed and enjoying life.
As she changed into her minimal outfit, i couldn’t help but want to kiss her body all over.
I knew she wouldn’t let me, she would be too tired.

Her body lay in bed and the lights were off leaving just a small shine coming from the bathroom. She never slept without that light being on, she felt safer as she lived alone.
We all have our fears and the darkness is something to be terrified of especially if you don’t have anyone to protect you.

I would protect her of course, i would never let anything happen to her.

I wrote a little note and slid it under the door of her apartment and i let her be. Tonight wasn’t the night for me to stay with her, i needed to prepare things for when me and her would finally be together, our own house with a garden where our children would play and grow.
I have waited three months to this day for this to happen, ever since she said hi to me on the bus home from work. Our run ins at the coffee shop, like it was fate.

Beth, my beautiful Beth… One day, soon. I will finally be able to tell you i love you.