My break from blogging, photoshoot and birthday…


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Hello lovely readers I am BACK and what an eventful few weeks it has been!!

Firstly was my photoshoot with Betty Pamper and Lily VonPink at ‘Capturing the Curve’ – here is a sneaky preview of my photos to come…


Then it was my birthday! Hooray!! I think it stems from my childhood where birthdays were MASSIVE occasions and still in our family they span days worth of celebrations. I was a very lucky and spoiled girl and got plenty of presents and cards to keep me going with. I spent the day with my best friends Iona, Cookie and Tom at Frankie and Benny’s and shopping, followed by a meal with Daniel in the evening at my favourite restaurant and drinks at the pub with some of my closest friends. The following day my parents took me to Albert’s Shed for my lunch and then took me for cocktails at the five star Radisson Blu hotel bar named Opus One in the middle of Manchester. It is quite simply, amazing.
One of my presents for my birthday was this peach Bessie handbag and a Cora Taylor purse from my parents. They are both absolutely beautiful!!
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The bag has TONNES of room for my massive Filofax and papers, plus plenty of room at the front for my pens and bits and bobs I keep in my bag. I adore the floral print on my purse and the beauty of the waterproof-y finish on the front. It’s great!

My last bit of happiness this week has stemmed from me and Dan celebrating our six year anniversary!! Time has passed so fast lately and it’s just crazy to think that in only a few months time we will be a married couple!


That’s right! TWENTY weeks to go. How scary! So I made this little photo of how my hand will look in twenty weeks time! I can’t wait! It seems like we have been waiting an awful long time to get married, having been engaged for nearly four years, and I can’t lie, it has been really difficult seeing others get engaged and then married whilst we have been waiting. BUT I can certainly say I am glad we have waited until the time is right and I can’t quite believe how fast the time has come around!!

Hopefully, there will not be such a long break between now and my next post!

Have a lovely week, and I will leave you with a photo of the beautiful Heath Ledger in 10 Things I Hate About You!

E xxx








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Hello again! 
It’s been a while, I know, and aside from every time I sit down at my laptop to give my blog a bit of love, I usually start my posts with the words, I’m sorry or it’s been a while!!
Unfortunately for me, lately I’ve been a very stressed out individual indeed. Work pressures and the stress of being already poorly with an ongoing problem have meant I got really sick this week and I ended up in hospital. I like to think I was brave but I really wasn’t, I cried when they told me I’d have to stay in overnight and even then I pleaded with the doctor to discharge me (which thankfully, she did) so I could sleep in my own bed and I promised her I’d go back for the check ups I needed. I don’t know why, but I’m terrified of hospitals. I know, that given my line of work and the amount of times I’ve been sat in A&E with a twisted ankle or a suspected broken bone thanks to my usual dopey-ness, that I’d be quite used to it and be completely chilled out about the whole experience. I’m really not. The idea of being in a strange place with strange people, sleeping in a bed that’s not mine, being with other people who are sick and also noisy, just really terrifies me. I’m on the mend now, and fortunately have not been sick for a good 72 hours! The only thing left hanging on from it is aching legs and a loss of appetite – but that’s helping my diet loads!
I’ve been thinking lately about the kind of person I am. Dan brought me home a questionnaire he was given in one of his lectures. One of his modules of his masters is the consultancy and management side of being an engineer and therefore they’ve been going through management approaches and the type of person they are and the style that you naturally adopt. So, last night, I sat down to do this quiz and I uncovered that I am a team player, and a co-ordinator. I have no idea how accurate this quizzy thing is, but it had a description of what your result meant and mine said I enjoyed working alongside others as a team player and I enjoyed seeking out solutions with those around me and involving people in new ways of thinking and sorting things out. I could quite agree with a lot of what it said to be honest, although I know that a lot of it is very generalised.
It also came into my thoughts a little bit today as well, my role as a co-ordinator (I am starting to see this as a nicer word for bossy) because next Sunday it’s Mother’s Day. (There you go, I reminded you!) A lot of people I know have a similar attitude to Mother’s Day, the same sort that some have to Valentine’s Day, that it’s a great opportunity to show your appreciation, but an enormous money making thing. I’m not sure where my opinion resides to be honest. I like to make the effort to give my mum small tokens of appreciation all year around, not just for one day, but I do really also enjoy the gift that is giving to someone else. Anyway, me and Dan are this year putting our funds into another pot so birthday presents and Christmas presents have suffered a little bit to our usual standards and this year for Mother’s Day the same rule has applied. So, we went to the supermarket in search of some small treats to buy for our mums to pamper themselves next weekend. It is more than evident, in the relationship Dan and I have, that I am definitely the birthday rememberer. I know that I’m right in saying that in every relationship there is one out of the two who always remembers the birthdays and gets the card. For Dan and I, it’s 100% me. In his defence, he is better at remembering a ton of other stuff that I can’t, but in this particular field, it is me who buys and writes the card, and makes sure it gets there. 
I also bought whilst I was in the supermarket some Vaseline body lotion that is cocoa scented and is supposed to give you a healthy glow. I always moisturise my arms before I get dressed every morning, so once I’ve given it a go for a few days I’ll marker my findings on it. I do know so far it smells really good just from flipping the cap up on the bottle.



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Have a great week!

E x



Where EXACTLY does time go when it’s gone?


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Dear readers,

Let me first apologise for the lull in writing. I have gone back to work and my life currently consists of being too tired to do anything else when I get home except eat my tea, sometimes go for a workout and go to sleep. 

Scarily, we have reached the less than six months to go stage which, of course, is terribly exciting and petrifying in considerable quantities. 

I have spent quite a lot of time pondering things lately, my job as a locum means I spend an awful lot of time on my own in the car with just myself for company. I’ve found a comforting routine in my days, leaving the house to get in the car and catch Nick Grimshaw’s breakfast show while I drive to work, to arrive at work and eat my lunch at 12:15 most days, come home and listen to a playlist I’ve made on Spotify through my car’s bluetooth system. 

One journey I heard a song, that I hadn’t heard in a long time, one that I (and a previous boyfriend) particularly favoured in the midst of embarrassing teenage angst and self indulgence and I just wondered to myself, where has that time gone??

It’s strange, when you use things, you tend to be able to keep their shell or some kind of memory of it even if it’s disposable. For example, if you use up all the power in a battery, unless it’s re-usable, you could either throw it away or keep the empty zinc cylinder (whatever floats your boat). If you ate all the spread inside a limited edition jar of Nutella, you could wash it out and still keep it. 

When you use time, you have nothing particularly to hold on to. Photos maybe, or videos, but nothing to hold, or smell, or taste to show the hours and days gone by. When I was younger, I used to think that somewhere there was some kind of Argos catalogue of all the times that I had had in my life that I could rifle through and find particular instances of times in my life. 

Hearing the song in the car felt strange, because it took me back to a time in my life I completely forgot existed. I have barely any photos of that time because I’m just about old enough to say that I didn’t have a mobile phone that had a camera until later on in high school. Nine years ago I started high school and although the year was very eventful for me at that time in my young life, now I can barely recollect a specific time or instance or lesson. 

I’m not sure I completely know where my post is going. I don’t think there is a natural ending to this, because we all know, of course, that we simply don’t know where times go. I’m not saying it’s a good thing to live in the past, because it’s not, we should live in the here and now. 

So my advice from this post, as simple as it may be is – take photos. In my opinion, it’s a great opportunity to capture moments we want to hold on to for when the moment has gone.

I hope everyone has a great Sunday!

E x


p.s, check out this track called Good Times Gone by Nickelback. It was one of my favourite tracks of their album Silver Side Up (which I played until it was scratched beyond belief) and it kind of summarises my post!!! (He drops the S bomb in it – so be advised!!!) 




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 Hello, readers!
I thought I’d do a slightly different feature this time, and write you up my favourite family recipe for Chocolate Victoria Sponge cake.
Ingredients for the sponge.
100g Self raising flour
50g Cocoa Powder
150g Butter
150g Caster Sugar
3 eggs
1tsp vanilla essence 
Ingredients for the middle.
Equal parts butter to icing sugar (specific I know! This entirely depends on how much buttercream you want!)
Orange zest
A good dollop of a jam of your choice. (Raspberry is my favourite.)
Preheat your oven to gas mark 6 before you start!!
Beat the butter and sugar together until there are no lumps! Personally, I always use a wooden spoon for this, but I appreciate some lucky people have KitchenAid’s and those kind of gadgets which will also do just fine. (Kitchen Aid type device is so on the wedding list!!!)
Weigh out your flour, sift it to remove lumps and keep in a separate bowl to your cake mixture.
Crack the egg into your mixture, and before mixing chuck in a spoonful of your flour. (We were always told when we were studying Food Technology it stops the egg splitting and the mixture curdling. I don’t know how much of this was actually reliable food science or just my teacher’s habit.)
Repeat this step for all your eggs, and once finished, add the vanilla essence.
Finally, add the rest of your flour and sift in your cocoa powder. Fold this in with a metal spoon. Again, it’s a foodtechnologyteacherism, but it’s always worked well and most sponge recipes support this direction.
Grease and line two fairly shallow tins (usually about 3cm thick), and bake in the oven for about 20-25 minutes. You can either test if your cake is done by either:- 
+ Pressing gently on the top. If your mixture sinks under your fingers, it is not cooked. A cooked cake should spring back up after you have touched it.
+ Inserting a clean skewer to the middle. This is not a professional approach to baking as it leaves a hole in the top of your cake, but this is a highly reliable test. If your skewer comes out clean, your cake is baked! If it comes out with mixture still stuck to it, it needs longer.
Once the cakes are cooked, turn them out onto a surface to cool down. 
Don’t put your filling inside the cake until it is completely cooled. The buttercream will just melt and you will be left with a sticky mess.
In a big bowl (trust me, icing sugar gets everywhere) slowly mix together your butter and icing sugar until you have reached a smooth consistency. Grate zest from an orange (and squeeze the juice in for extra tangy-ness) into the buttercream mix and give it a good stir.
Once your cakes are cooled, carefully make a clean cut along the top to make them straight where they will have risen in the oven. Your cakes should look like two flat cylinders.
Using a pallet knife, smooth the buttercream on one of the cakes. If you have any left over buttercream, it tastes amazing on toast. Just saying.
Spread your jam onto the other cake, and sandwich!!

Traditionally, a sponge cake is lightly dusted on top with icing sugar. There are many different toppings you can use, personally, I like it to be dusted and garnished with strawberries, but each to their own!

E x 

10 things that make me happy, like REALLY happy


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I was reading a book and it was talking about being at a lake. The author, in their creative flow, probably thought absolutely nothing about mentioning it was a lake, and now come to think of it, I can’t even remember what book I was even reading. 

Coming back from my small tangent, reading about this lake took me back to July last year and being at Lake Windermere with a lovely girl from Michigan. I had put on my tour guide Barbie suit on and I was out for the day in the lakes and I got to show little hidden things that I found great and absolutely beautiful. My Michigan friend and I stay in touch and although I wish more than anything she could come back just for a little bit so we can do more exploring, I really love the great nostalgia I hold from that day.

So what 10 things, make me happy? And not just 10 tiny things, like getting an extra marshmallow in your hot chocolate that makes you smile and sigh at the guy in Starbucks, but happy in your stomach that you feel in your whole body?

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For me, my number one, is being with my family

Don’t get me wrong, I argue with them so much, and if I had a pound for every apology I’ve ever made from being a *bit* of a diva, I would be so rich I’d have a deposit on a house already. My family and I hold a great relationship which, frankly, I feel could never be beaten. My dad and I share the same cynical, sarcastic, dry sense of humour and we’ve both been crying and howling with laughter. My brother says very little, but he has his spectacularly hilarious one-liners which are aptly timed and comedic genius. My mum and I get on really well together most of the time! We have a great mum-daughter relationship and I think it’s fair to say that I actively seek opportunities to spend time with my mum because I enjoy it so much. When the four of us are together, there is never a dull moment!!

Number two for me has got to be being with my fiancé.

I know it’s going to be pretty much a given for the post, why would I be marrying him if I didn’t like spending time with him, or he didn’t make me happy!!? I genuinely feel grateful for him every day, he is a great guy and he always makes so much effort for me, I’m blessed that I am almost his wife!!!

Number three, is being with my best friends.

My three best friends are completely different people. I don’t know if this is why I love them all so much, because they are so different, but it certainly means that I have a wonderful, and vast, array of opinions on matters!! I don’t mind if it’s sitting on a bed drinking fruit tea and laughing until my tummy hurts or watching films and drinking wine or going out for dinner in small cafés, they all make me feel great and they are the best friends in the world.

Number four, is being warm inside when it’s raining outside.

It sounds like a silly one, next to my other three, given that the others sound so profound and meaningful, and this just feels well, kind of lazy. There’s something really quite special about being cuddled up somewhere and not needing to move, and hearing the rain battering the windows and feeling like wherever you are, it’s your safe haven.

Number five, is surprising someone with a small act of kindness.

I’m going to admit, I really don’t do this often enough. Have you ever experienced the warm sense of gratitude from someone, when you do something for them, that you really didn’t have to? Like, for example, where I live, in the city centre there are a lot of beggars who sit out on the main street during peak hours. Whatever reason they are sat there for, I don’t know, but especially when it’s cold this time of year, I always aim to go and buy them a cup of tea from Subway or a café to at least keep their hands and their insides warm.

Number six, is dancing like no-one’s watching.

OK, own up, everybody does this. Everyone gets their iPod’s out and dances around to Queen or some European DJ’s remix whilst they’re cleaning up. And nobody really feels too embarrassed about it, because it makes you feel good. Especially when you have Cillit Bang for a microphone.

Number seven, is being at church, celebrating God with my church family.

There is actually nothing that makes your soul feel more replenished than being with people who love you through all stages of your life. Being at church, for me, is not about following rules or being made to toe a line set by ancient men who wore tea towels on their heads, it’s about discovering God, and your own faith, wherever you are with it, and celebrating the good news that the Gospel brings.

Number eight, is forgetting that when you sing with earphones in, people CAN still hear you.

See point six. Apparently, just because your earphones block out the noise you are making from yourself, doesn’t mean that it blocks off the noise for other people!!

Number nine, is being with my grandparents, aunties, uncles and cousins.

Lots of people who know me, know that I come from a B-I-G family (and the majority of the people this post will get publicised to are my family *waves*) and that my big family, make me very happy indeed. I enjoy being around the people who are like me physically, whether that’s the same nose (hi, cousin Holly) or the same unruly wavy hair (hi, cousin Lauren), or the same eyes (hi, Grandad) – or whether it’s because we have a similar personality, for example clumsiness (need I say more Ella!) or the same unapologetic dry wit (hi, pretty much all of my dad’s side of the family), but there is a reasonably warm comfort to just being with your family. I know, that I am blessed to be related to such a great bunch of people, and compared to many I am so rich, and I am grateful for their support and their love always.

Finally, number ten, is when you do a great big belly laugh!

I saw a vine on FaceBook titled ‘how I laugh compared to normal people’, and I watched it so many times over, the second example of laughter is so much like me that I know Dan gets embarrassed of me if I laugh really hard in public!! It’s proven to be really good for you to just let out a big laugh, so give it a try!!!

What makes you happy, like REALLY happy?

E x

It’s almost Valentine’s Day!


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Firstly, let me hugely apologise to everyone for my little sabbatical from blogging lately. Truthfully, somethingaboutemmy is having a facelift – in that it will soon become a self hosted website. This means I’ve been putting all my blogging energy into redesigning my blog and what it will look like. 

One of my bestest friends in the whole world is helping me with it – you can view his website here –

So then, what’s been happening?

Well, the last few weeks have mainly consisted of me trying to take life a bit slower! Currently, it’s been wedding central with me and Daniel, we’ve been arranging and sorting and making lists and all I can seem to think about is weddings!! It’s crazy, and amazingly exciting all at the same time to think in 200 days time I will be someone’s wife, and on my honeymoon. 200 days!! 

It gets even scarier to think that 200 days ago today I was packing to go on holiday to France, which feels only like last week. Time is going crazily fast. 

One of my close friends from high school and I visited the Temple Of Sweden (IKEA) to buy table centrepieces and venue decorations. I am totally in love with IKEA and I could literally spend all day in there (then hide in a wardrobe until they closed and spend all night in there). The great thing about IKEA is you can apply for a free family card which gives you discounted rates on products and also gives you free tea and coffee on weekdays.

So, after helping ourselves to a discounted breakfast, we ventured around the shop to find our bits and bobs. IKEA is a great shop for big AND little furnishings and I adore it for little home accessories.

It may have been a small excuse to get a small fix of Scandinavia after The Bridge has finished!! 😉

How has everyone been getting on? 

Speak to you soon!

E x 

Somethings I love… January style.


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Something I watched…

I am loving the second series of Brøn/Broen this year. I so missed Saga and Martin the last two years that it’s been off air, and even better is that every Saturday night it’s been a double bill. So that’s two whole hours of Swedish/Danish goodness. I even had a dream in Swedish last week, which freaked me out a little bit when I woke up. It’s crazy how immersed I feel this series. 




Something I listened to…

I actually can’t get enough right now of Edward Sharpe and The Magnetic Zeros’ song called ‘Home’. It was on a Renault or Peugeot advert last summer, but for some reason it’s been on repeat for the last few days. I love the whole dusty American town feel it’s got going on.


Something I wore…

I actually adore my Next shoes, they really are my first grown up pair of shoes that aren’t battered brogues or dolly shoes, they truly are the comfiest pair of footwear I own!!!




Something I read…

My best friend is currently writing an amazing Sherlock Holmes fanfic. It’s so great, I’ve been getting snippets of future chapters on the sly! Check it out here –


Something I can’t live without…

This last week has been a very strange one for me. I actually had my rota day off work this week, for the first time in ages. I’ve been spending great amounts of time in the gym with my friend Iona, which has been fantastic and relaxing. I go to FXLeisure in Leyland – not too far from where I live – and they have the most amazing gym facilities, and the best spa area – including the outdoor jacuzzi. So this post’s Something I can’t live without simply has to be my amazing best friend Iona. We worked out that this year we will have been friends nine years which may not seem a long time to some people, but I think I speak for us both when I say they have gone immensely quickly. She is inspirational, and has had so much to overcome in the last year alone, and has done spectacularly well to move away from home, become a university student and pass her driving test all whilst dealing with Social Anxiety. I know she would be quite modest about the whole affair – but I know I speak for me and so many others when I say I am so proud of you!!!!!!!! Unfortunately I was not blessed with a sister, but between Iona and my other close friend Emily and my cousins, I have near enough the same thing, someone to have a whine and moan to, but to share in giggles and uncontrollable laughter over silly things. So, if you read this, love always!!xxxx

p.s – please don’t kill me about the photo!! 😉 you look beautiful even when sloshed!! xxx




Everybody’s Free.


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So lately, I’ve been listening to Baz Luhrmann’s ‘Everybody’s Free’ – literally everyday.
Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’99. If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience…I will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not
understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.
But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and
recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before
you and how fabulous you really looked….You’re not as fat as you
Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as
effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing everyday that scares you.
Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes
you’re behind…the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with yourself.
Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you
succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.
Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don’t.
Get plenty of calcium.
Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.
Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children,maybe
you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky
chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…what ever you do, don’t
congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your
choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s. Enjoy your body,
use it every way you can…don’t be afraid of it, or what other people
think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own..
Dance…even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.
Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.
Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for
Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go,but for the precious few you
should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live
in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund,
maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out.
Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you’re 40, it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen…

Hope everyone is having a good week so far…. I’ve spent a lot of time at the gym this week so far, and I ache everywhere.
Check the song out on YouTube if you haven’t heard it – it’s very good!!!
E xx

Brøn Fanfiction Chapter One


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I started writing a fanfiction a while ago but I stopped, mostly because my creative juices just stopped, and I couldn’t think of a reason, or a story, that compelled me enough to keep writing.

The Bridge series 2 has just started in the UK, and I am a tiny bit obsessed by it. I love it to pieces and because of it I have started to learn Swedish. (I know right, it’s like all the books you start and never finish is like me with languages. I’ve started Polish and now Swedish!) Anyway, the new series inspired me to start a fanfiction again and yes I know it’s probably crap – it’s an awful long time since I was sat in my English classroom doing my essays on how to do ‘creative writing’ – but I really enjoyed writing it. You might enjoy reading it too!!øn-The-Bridge-Nursery-Rhymes# 

Check it out here! *Bites fingernails nervously.*

Emmy x