Wednesday, 30 March 2011

Too many forms

Gosh this week has been busy. I've registered with two new recruitment agencies this week bringing my total up to five, that's a lot of forms to fill in I can tell you. As a result of one of the agencies I've been offered three hours of work tomorrow morning which I'm quite nervous about so fingers crossed that I do ok, it's minute taking which I've done before but not since 2009. An hour after that finishes I have a job interview as a result of the agency I registered with on Monday, the role is only for two months but something is better than nothing. I've been revising for this interview as a lot of what the company does goes right over my head, it's a competancy based interview which I hate as I struggle to go over all of my previous jobs thinking of experiences, the question that always gets me is how I've dealt with conflicts in the workplace but I've seriously always got on with the people I've worked with and there has never been friction. I look like a goody goody when I say that but it's true.

Three hours after the job interview I have another three hours of work from an agency I registered with back in January. Six hours work in total and really not much money to show for it but it's something to put on my CV.

Matt and I have been discussing moving elsewhere in the UK as there's really not much for him in Cardiff, he's an IT support tech (which has a bunch of other fancy names but that's the simple terminology) and there seems to be almost nothing around these parts and when something comes up loads of people are applying for the one role and he's not getting a look in. We did ponder moving to London but even with our joint salary we wouldn't be able to live comfortably. How on earth do people afford to pay £800 a month on a tiny flat? In Cardiff that would get you a decent family house. Because of the expense we've ruled London out but are currently looking at Bath/Bristol/Wiltshire (which would be odd as I lived in Swindon for three years when I was younger and swore never to go back). Something has to come along at some point.

On Friday I'm registering with yet another recruitment company, I'm seriously getting bored of writing out all of these forms!

Friday, 25 March 2011

Chicken and mushroom pie

This has become one of my favourite dinners lately, it's such an easy pie to make but the results are great. I make this as one big pie but there's no reason why it couldn't be made into four individual pies.

What you'll need

  • One roasted chicken - I buy the pre roasted ones from the supermarket
  • One tablespoon of butter
  • Two bunches of spring onions, finely chopped
  • 150g chesnut mushrooms*
  • One tablespoon of flour
  • 250ml milk
  • 142ml double cream
  • One tablespoon of tarragon**
  • 500g pack of puff pastry
  • One egg, beaten

Making the pie

Pre heat the oven to 220C/200C fan/Gas 7.

Tear flesh from the chicken, I tear it up in rough bits to give it a rustic look but if you want to cut it using a knife feel free. Use the meat from all over the bird so not to be wasteful.

Heat butter in a large pan.

Add spring onions and cook until they are soft.

Add mushrooms and cook for five minutes.

Stir in the flour and cook for another minute.

Gradually add milk whilst stiring.

Add the cream and simmer until the mixture thickens.

Stir in chicken and tarragon.

Pour the mixture into a pie dish.

Roll out pastry to fit the dish, make sure the pastry is the thickness of 20p. Place on top of the pie and do as much fanciness with the pastry as you want.

Brush the pastry with the beaten egg.

Bake for 15-20 minutes until the pastry is golden.

* Oyster mushrooms go well in this pie too, as would button mushrooms. I use just chestnut mushrooms as I have a fussy husband.

** Feel free to use fresh tarragon if you can find it (I never can), increase or decrease the amount as you want. I know some people find the flavour quite powerful so maybe go easy with it if this is your first time eating it.

Wednesday, 23 March 2011


In the latest edition of Grazia there was a small part on page 120 about “Freckle Factor” that really made me chuckle. Apparently freckles are in next season, more the merrier is the way to go according to the magazine. Grazia are advising people who are yearning after freckles to use a lip pencil to draw them over their nose and on their cheeks. I honestly find this so funny, I’m one of those people who are blessed with natural freckles and I hate them. I would love typical English rose skin without a freckle in sight. I have freckles on my face and even on my arms, I didn’t even realise how noticeable the ones on my arms were until I was looking through my wedding photos and came across this photo.

So many freckles!

After reading Grazia I had a bit of a scout around the internet and there are so many people out there that want freckles! Why do people want them? If you're reading this and you would like freckles please do let me know why so I can understand why people want something that I'd be quite happy to be rid of. I remember being told as a child that they'd go when I grew up, I eagerly awaited the day when they did but obviously that day did not come.

I suppose this just shows that there are two sides to the coin when it comes to things like this.


Tuesday, 22 March 2011

Breaking the trend

Something amazing happened yesterday: I bought something in Primark.

I'm 26 this July and this is the first time in my life that I have bought anything from there. I blame this purely on Zoe, in a good way obviously. To be honest I went in there looking for a pair of red shoes to wear when I go to a hen party dressed as Dorothy (I didn't buy any), I came out clutching a little brown bag containing a gorgeous blouse. Cue photo of me looking pasty.

I wandered around in awe, now I understand why there are so many people walking around town with huge bags from Primark. It would be so easy to go crazy in there on all manner of things. Funnily enough there was a police van outside when I left, maybe the police officers were drawn in by the fantastic bargains on offer?

Whilst I was in town I also bought some new concealer, I've been using Erase Paste since buying it in New York City in 2008 (I kid you not, it's lasted that long) but it's not really strong enough to cover my under eye circles completely. I'm really pale so suffer quite badly from blue shadows and no matter how awake I feel if I don't use concealer I look dreadful. After looking around Superdrug, the make up section of which has changed so much since I was a teenager, I opted to try Gosh Touch Up Concealer in number two. I used it this morning before going out and it did an ok job but it didn't totally cover up the circles so I applied a bit more tonight to see if it would work if I built it up and it does seem to have done the trick a bit better this time. I'm still trying to find the ultimate under eye concealer but this should do for now.

Today my mum and I ventured to Caerphilly to look for a Dorothy costume for me, I have come to the conclusion that unless you've got big boobs most costumes won't fit you, even ones that claim to be extra small. In the end I bought this outfit.

Leg Avenue Darling Dorothy Costume

All I need now is red sparkly shoes and Toto.

Tomorrow I have an interview at a well known car insurance company, I've just found out that a really good friend of mine has been offered a job in the same department that I've applied for. It would be great to work with her again so that's really pushing me on to do well tomorrow.


Sunday, 20 March 2011

Saturday, 19 March 2011


Every once in a while I'll have a look around for new blogs to read, lately I've come across the following:

Fat Frocks
French For Cupcake
Anchor of Roses

All of which are great blogs, I especially like Beth's blog, Anchor of Roses. I don't know if it's the South Wales connection or that her blog has quite a bit of variety but I just really like it.

Whilst browsing through my list of blogs I came across my now favourite blog, I've actually just read as far back as August 2009. That's a bit sad really isn't it? My excuse is that I'm having an extremely lazy Saturday (as in, not doing any house work even though there's lots to be done) whilst half watching the rugby. My new favourite blog is Zoella, it's such a great blog. It's the perfect mix when it comes to blog content, reviews, fashion, beauty, general rambling. One of her posts in particular struck a cord with me, her guide to shopping in Primark is great. I'm one of those people that refuse to enter Primark, the one in Cardiff always looks terrible most of the time. There are usually police vans outside (I'm guessing people like to try and shoplift from there) or lots of people waiting outside smoking which means to get in you have to breathe in nasty fumes.

Despite my negativity about Primark I do often feel jealous of what some of the girls in the blog world manage to find in there, thanks to Zoe's post I'm planning on getting up early one morning and braving the store. Obviously this is hugely dependent on me getting a job some time soon (I had a second interview on Thursday but didn't get the job which didn't surprise me or sadden me as I didn't like the guy I would be working for) but I'm going to put my brave face on and try and pick up some bargains.

Monday, 14 March 2011

Live and learn

I thought I should get around to writing something on here as it's been too long since I last wrote anything, I've logged on a couple of times in the last week and wanted to write something but the truth is that I have nothing going on at the moment and my motivation to actually do anything is low. I suppose I have (boring) news of sorts.

On Tuesday I had an interview with an estate agents to work on the lettings side of things. I didn't have high hopes before I went as the e mails I had been getting from the guy interviewing me was poor, I e mailed him on the morning of the interview to confirm that the interview was still going ahead and all I got back was "confirmed" written just like that. I could say that I have high expectations but I've been taught the rights and wrongs of e mail communication and that was wrong. So off I trotted to my interview, Matt came with me and just wandered around the shops near by. What happened in the next 40 minutes was the worst, most unprofessional interview of my life. I actually cried when I got home and then I called the CAB to report the company. He asked me how old I was which is a no no and then knowing that I was married informed me that my five year plan would be to settle down and have kids, then he asked me if I wanted kids. This is so wrong. Sadly that's not the worst part, when I told him how I met Matt he was stunned so much that he didn't know what to say to me (ok, meeting online is different but it's not that unusual anymore) and then when he found out that Matt is from Kansas he said "Oh, you're not Christians are you?" whilst laughing. So yeah, not great. He actually wanted to give me a second interview but there's no way I'd ever work for a pig like that.

I was meant to have another interview with another company on Friday but that was cancelled due to ill health (theirs, not mine) so now that's happening on Tuesday. I really need this job, Matt and I are meant to be saving up for a house but I've told him that when I get paid for the first time I'm blowing a load of it on nice pretty things for me. I can't wait to be able to shop again.
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