Wednesday, 22 June 2011

An Old Wife's Tale

If someone asked me if I was superstitious, I would undoubtedly say no. If I see a ladder I make a point of walking under it just to be rebellious and if I see a black cat my only thoughts are, "Aw, cute." But something happened at the weekend which has made me question my stance.

On Friday night I had a horrific nightmare, where truly awful and painful things happened to someone I love. What's more, it was believable. Normally when I have dreams like this, I'll bore my hubby with the details, feel released from the horror of it, and get on with my day. But when I woke up all I could think was, "Friday night's dream on Saturday told, will always come true no matter how old."

My mum is superstitious, having heard them from her mum and Grandma. This particular rhyme was one I heard a lot growing up, and largely I scoffed at her for being so ridiculous. Yet, this Saturday I wouldn't have told anyone my dream for love nor money. I was taking no risks that it would come true.

When I start to think about it, many "Old wives' tales" have seeped into my daily life. If I say something and don't want to tempt fate, I'll do the old "touch wood" gesture. If I see a four leafed clover I am genuinely pleased with my good luck. When I blow out my birthday candles (which nearly kills me these days!) I make a wish, as I do on the rare occasions I see shooting stars. I've never broken a mirror (though sometimes it threatens to crack when I look in it first thing in the morning) but hope never to do so for the fear of seven years bad luck.

One ritual my mum always performs, which I secretly love, is "first-footing" at New Year. Basically a few minutes before the clock strikes 12 on New Year's Eve any dark haired men who are in the house (which in my family is all of them) are thrown outside into the freezing cold. Then when the New Year chimes in, they are welcomed back into the house, carrying with them a variety of gifts to represent good things for the household in the year to come. I think it's a lovely thing to do to bring good luck, though I confess that I might not think the same if I was the one being made to stand outside in the sub zero temperatures!

So, for me to say I'm not superstitious wouldn't be true. Maybe being raised in an environment where folklore and tales are commonplace means that they've just become part of who I am. But I don't mind. Largely they stem from a desire to give protection to loved ones or to bestow blessings on others and I'm good with that. I'll probably keep walking under those ladders because it amuses me how people tut at me for doing so, but otherwise I think I might accept that I'm becoming an Old Wife myself.

~ Bex ~

Thursday, 16 June 2011

A - Z of me!

I saw this idea on dottymaria's blog recently and thought it looked like a bit of fun!

A. Age:
30. But certainly not acting it!
B. Bed size: Stupidly small at 4ft. I really need a new one!
C. Chore that you hate: Um, all of them?
D. Dogs: Love 'em. I have my very own basket case, Gracie, who is my loyal writing companion.
E. Essential start to your day: Alarm clock. Seriously, there would be no start without it!
F. Favourite color: Pink!
G. Gold or Silver: Silver, though my wedding ring is white gold and I love it.
H. Height: Do you have to ask? Ok, I'm 5 ft 1.... and 3/4!
I. Instruments you play: Flute and piano.
J. Job title: Writer, mother and actress when I get the chance!
K. Kids: I am so lucky to have a beautiful daughter who is 8. She is clever, funny, kind and I love her to bits!
L. Live: East Sussex, UK.
M. Mother's name: Sue.
N. Nicknames: As a toddler my family called me "Becca the Wrecker" for fairly obvious reasons. I was called "Pudge" at primary school (nice, huh?) but thankfully none since.
O. Overnight hospital stays: Once with abdominal pains, and then when I had my little girl.
P. Pet peeve: When people don't use coasters, even when an amazing choice is right there!
Q. Quote from a movie: "Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die." The Princess Bride.
R. Right or left handed: Right.
S. Siblings: One fabulous big brother.
T. Time you wake up: 7.00 am.
U. Underwear: Um, yes, I wear it!
V. Vegetable you hate: Cauliflower.
W. What makes you run late: My incompetence?
X. X-Rays you've had: Elbow and spine.
Y. Yummy food that you make: Vegi Lasagne and carrot & coriander soup.
Z. Zoo animal: Zebra.

If any of you fancy doing your own A-Z let me know! I'd love to have a nose! :)

~ Bex ~

Wednesday, 15 June 2011

Father's Day Coasters

Father's Day is coming this week (did anyone else forget too?!) and so I thought I would feature coasters more suited to those special blokes we just couldn't do without!
I discovered these perfect designs in lunaclaydesign's etsy shop.It's so hard to buy gifts for men and I think these would be ideal!

You can buy them from her etsy shop plus she has lots of other lovely goodies!

Happy Father's Day for Sunday to all you daddies out there!

~ Bex ~

Tuesday, 14 June 2011

Swan Lake

When I was little I took ballet classes, like so many other girls do. Twenty odd years later, I've long since hung up my point shoes, but those days were not entirely wasted on me. You see, when I was still this sweet child, I fell in love with something that has shaped the person I've grown up into.

That something was Swan Lake.

I can't begin to describe how much I love this ballet. The story encapsulates all my favourite elements - it's romantic, magical, heart-breaking and tragic. The music proves that Tchaikovsky was a genius and I listen to it often while I write. One of my dreams that almost certainly will never come true is to play in an orchestra during a performance of Swan Lake. Well, ok, if I'm dreaming, I'd quite like to be able to dance the lead. But that definitely will never happen - short, well-curved thirty year olds don't tend to make good prima ballerinas!

I've seen it countless times, know the score off by heart and yet it never fails to move and inspire me. It instilled in me a desire to create other worlds, to fall in love with characters and live their stories along side them. Everything creative I've ever done stems back to the seed this ballet planted in me at a young and tender age.

And for that, I shall always be truly thankful.

~ Bex ~

Thursday, 9 June 2011

Coasters for a Writer?

My priority this week has been to focus on my writing after a bit of a break. Submissions need to go out, a WIP has to be finished, and several new ideas need to be explored.
With that in mind, I wanted to find a coaster with a slight writer theme for this week's post, and found the perfect ones at AmySueCrafts Etsy shop.




As a writer who likes to have a cup of piping hot green and mint tea besides me at all times, I think these would be perfect for my desk! I love them!

You can buy them from here and here.

You can also visit her website www.AmySueCrafts.com for more examples of her work.

Time for me to get on with some work now!

~ Bex ~

Wednesday, 8 June 2011

Bad Blogger

I know, I know, it's been far too long since I blogged. This half of the year has been crazy, with something on every weekend, but this last couple of weeks have been particularly manic! Between travelling all over the country to see family and being a teensy bit poorly, my life has been temporarily on hold.
But I did hear some rather fabulous news this week. My incredibly talented and wonderful big brother has only gone and got himself a publishing contract!! I am so proud of him. It's all still at the early stages, but once I have more info, I'll let you know.
Now, where's that champagne...

~ Bex ~