It’s been a while since I last posted and I fear it may well be a while after this post.

A lot has happened, so much so that I don’t really know where to start. People reading this may get hurt, they may hate me, they may well judge me on my actions. But I need to say this and I need to do it now.

The last time I came anywhere near this thing was February, and even then I hadn’t really got anything to say. It was just little snippets of stuff that wasn’t really anything important. Since then so much has changed in my life. Firstly, The Boy and I broke up. It was my choice, not his, and I probably hurt him more than anything. But I wasn’t completely honest with him. I don’t think I was completely honest with anybody. I’d known for a while that our relationship as over. I just didn’t have the courage to say or do anything about it. So instead of doing what I should have done I stayed put. This resulted in me having a brief affair with a work colleague and still not ending it. And then I met somebody else. The Boy and I had been to Jersey for my dad’s birthday and I knew then that it was over, well and truly. I got back and ended up falling for Mark at work. I had to end my relationship (which I should have done earlier) so that I could fully embark on my new one. And being a coward i never told The Boy the truth. And now I have, along with anybody else who might be reading this.

Mark and I got together and it has been amazing. He asked me to move in with him almost instantly. He asked me to marry him. There have been a few bumps along the way. I fell pregnant unexpectantly and that really threw a spanner in the works. I quit my job and became unemployed and he still looked after me. There have been fights and rows and tears and tantrums, but there have also been the most amazing, loving, caring, tender moments. He makes me laugh at the smallest of things and I know, deep down in my gut, that this is different. He would do absoultely anything to see me smile. What he doesn’t realise is that just being around him is cause enough for me to smile anyway. He is the most amazing person I’ve ever had the priviledge of knowing, and I’m lucky enough to be involved in his life.

So yes, the last few months have involved and affair, a break-up, a new relationship, moving house, marriage proposal,pregnancy and then loss of baby. You’ll forgive me if typing on the internet was the last thing on my mind. I don’t need this site anymore. The most important person in my life is right next to me every single morning, and I don’t need to use a computer to say anything.

So this is goodbye from me. I’ve probably been incredibly blunt and harsh and unfair with this post but honesty is the way forward.

I live my life in the real world.

Alex.

Wineflirtations is now officially up and running. It’s all very exciting!
Go look, admire and then crack open a bottle of something or other in celebration!

Yay!

AxXx

*ahem* now that that’s out of the way…

I’m having major internet issues at home. As in it’s not working. Every time I turn on the wireless my whole computer insists on being turned off again. This is not fun and it means I’m limited to when I can get online again. But I’m currently at the boy’s flat so I have internet access once more! Yay!

I also have bagels…

So what’s new? Well, a friend and I have set up a new site which I think y’all should go look at. It’s still in it’s working stages but we’re getting there, slowly. Wineflirtations is our new home so go take a look… and be encouraging!

Work is going really well. I won a trip to Champagne with work and that will be happening on the 20th of feb, just in time for my birthday. It’s with the house of Ruinart for those of you that know your champers.

Right, best be off. The rugby is on and I want to go drool over watch Jonny Wilkinson kick some Italian arse.

But I’m still alive, never fear!

AxXx

My darling bro has tagged me with another meme type thingy. Seeing as I haven’t updated in a while (again) I thought it would only be fair of me to do it. So here we go:

5 things you don’t know about me:

I have shared an Iced Tea with Robert Llewellyn (Kryton from Red Dwarf).
He was performing his one man show in the Arts Centre in Jersey. I happened to be sat at a large table and he and a colleague came and sat with me. Obviously intrigued by my beverage he enquired as to “what the hell I was drinking” (they are kind of odd colours) and I offered it to him. Thus proceeded 10 minutes of chat as to the merits of hot vs cold tea. Most odd.

I’m allergic to Christmas Trees.
No seriously, I am. It’s not funny.
They make me sneeze and if I get scratched by them then I puff up like a newly soaked sponge.

I like to bake when I’m stressed.
You can tell I’m having a bad day when you come home to find plates of biscuits and cakes littered all round the house. You can tell it’s really bad when I’ve gone all out and made some form of fancy dessert. I then have to try my hardest not to eat the damned things.

When I grow up I want to be a fire engine.
This was a desire of mine when I was much much younger. I was very adamant that I didn’t mean fire fighter, I definitely meant engine. The teacher laughed so hard that I never mentioned it again, though it’s still somewhat of a secret desire…

I tell my teddy bear all my secrets.
I always have to tell somebody so I tell him. That way I’ve gotten them out in to the open and I know he’ll always keep them safe. He’s very trustworthy like that.

There you have it. So now I tag:
Cozi-Bean
Billie
Dafyd
Indith (although her baby is past due so I’ll forgive her is she doesn’t get round to it!)
Damo

Over to you guys!

AxXx

London living is tiring… and time consuming. That’s no real excuse for not updating in about a month but I thought I’d throw it out there anyway.

So where to start? I’m really not too sure…

I love London. No really, I absolutely adore it. Yes I know this is me, the girl who vowed she’d never go anywhere near the big city but now that I’m here I can’t get enough of it. The trick with London, or so I’ve found, is not to think of it as one big city. Instead, it’s a group of smaller villages and towns that are grouped together both underground and overground. I’ve become a master of the underground system. I seem to have a knack of arriving at the platform at the same time as the train so I never have to wait around too long. Although rush hour isn’t too pleasant. I never get the cute guy pressed up against me with an apologetic smile. Oh no. I get the fairly large, fairly smelly business man who glares at me for daring to be in his presence. The fact that his presence seems to radiate from him with some rather pungent odours seems to completely escape his notice. Here’s a tip: If you’re gonna use the tube, take a shower first! It’s really not that nice for the rest of us. Escaping in to the smog filled air of central London is almost a blessing.

Actually, I’ve not really noticed any smog as such. My area of work seems to be quite clean and I get the most spectacular view of the river, St Pauls’ and London Bridge whenever I step outside. It amazes me that most Londoners seem to spend all day walking with their heads down, shrouded in black coats of anonymity, rushing to be wherever they need to be. This is a beautiful place to be… but nobody seems to notice. As soon as I have the money I’m going to buy a bright red coat. I don’t want to fade in to the crowd with my head down. I want the wind in my hair, the colour in my cheeks and my eyes shining with the wonder that is being almost truly independent. Plus I like red, it’s a good colour on me.

Not that I intended this post to wax lyrical over the wonders of London Town, it was just as good a place to start as any!
I’ve settled nicely in to my new abode. The two ladies I’m sharing with are fabulous and we have a good giggle. Slowly but surely I’m turning my room in to a place that is definitely my own (so far I have fairylights, gorgeous bedding, pictures of my boy and cat, and a few other things. I’m working on getting a noticeboard and big picture to go up behind the bed. Yas.) and I’ll eventually have enough stuff in the fridge, freezer and cupboard so that I don’t have to panic about going shopping for a while! The room is … cosy. Snug could also be applied… as could compact. My darling mother came for a visit last week and watching the two of us work round one another must’ve been fairly amusing! We managed though and she seemed to have a good time. I think she’s now definitely happier about me being here as she’s seen everything she needs to, house work etc.

I love my job. I’m learning so much and going through training programmes which mean I’ll be earning a little bit more than i do now (which really isn’t that hard. It’s not the best paid job in the world but everybody’s got to start somewhere!) and there are lots of incentives to do better, including a possible trip to champagne! Woo! The guys i work with are all so much fun, and some of them have become good friends as well as work colleagues, which is what I needed. My social circle is expanding slowly and seeing as they’ve been in London longer than me they’ve taken to showing me around. One such venture included dinner in China town, which I instantly fell in love with. It’s like you’re stepping out of one city and in to another. Really rather weird.

I’m going to do a list, I like lists. Over the last month I have:
-found a gorgeous cocktail bar in Richmond where during happy hour if you order a cocktail, you get a second one of the same free! Hooray!
-seen the new James Bond film and fallen in love with Daniel Craig all over again.
-learned more about Absinthe than I ever thought was possible.
-rediscovered why i love Covent Garden so much.
-gone through leicester square and not seen anybody famous.
-had dinner with somebody I haven’t seen for 2 years. We proceeded to get horrifically drunk and I had to work the next day. Yeuch.
-got drunk again with work but this time i was on red wine. the next morning I had to taste approximately 22 bulgarian red wines. i wanted to cry.
-shown my mummy just how capable I am in London.
-seen The Producers (so so good!)
-had lunch in Fortnum’s with the parents and then looked for fortnum’s marmalade (as you do). I also have some of their matches. I’m a classy bird me.
-brushed passed Bill Oddie in Oxford street, it was a wonderful moment.
-seen Wicked (finally!) I think i’m a wicked groupie. I love this play so so much! Think I’m going to go again…
-Had screaming girls claiming that Matt Damon was in the theatre watching wicked too. I didn’t see him so personally I don’t believe it…
-got my bedroom back to myself only to fall down the stairs on thursday morning. This resulted in sprained left wrist, sprained left ankle and a massive bruise on the right-hand side of my bum where i landed on my phone which was in my back pocket. Ouch.
-gone for a romantic dinner with my boy in Chiswick where we proceeded to drink away the pain of my injuries. I think he drank it away more than I did!
-booked tickets (or at least The Boy did, I love him so much!) to go see the Barenaked Ladies in march when they tour in England.

That just about brings us to where we are now. I need to think about Christmas shopping and I’ll be flying back to the island on Christmas Eve only to leave again on the 27th. It’s gonna be a short break!

Now my wrist is hurting from all this typing so I’m going to go away again. But don’t panic, I am still alive, I miss everybody and I’m coping with being on my own. Who’d have thought it?!

Much love and squidgeable hugs,

AxXx

In fact I’m exhausted. On my own in the flat at the moment (The Boy and Father of The Boy have gone down to Wiltshire) and as a consequence I’m not sleeping well. At all.

On a brighter note I now have somewhere to live.

This makes me happy.

I’ll endeavour to update you all properly with details and such but for now I’m going to bed.

Oh and the house? It’s the one with the crazy cocktail drinking, cowboy hat wearing, sheepdog owning people.

AxXx

So, here I am, living (just outside) the big city (for the time being anyway).
Life is… different.

I’m currently working at a company on the southbank called Vinopolis and I love it. The people are all a little mad (like myself) and I get to meet new and interesting tourists every day. It’s not the best paid job in the world but it’s my foot on the ladder so to speak. If I stay with them for long enough then I will receive training which I can take with me later.

So I’m employed, this is a good thing. The bad thing is that I don’t really have anywhere to live. Before you panic, everything is fine with The Boy, we couldn’t be happier. But circumstance dictates that there isn’t any room for me in the flat due to Father of The Boy coming back to work in London. The Boy is going back to being a student so he’ll stay put for now and I get to spread my wings and go into a new place.

It’s terrifying.

No really.

There’s a fabulous website called Gum Tree and I seem to spend all my free time trawling through it. Today has been mainly a day of making phone calls and sending e-mails to complete strangers that I may end up co-habiting with.
I went to see a place last night, (quite a cosy room. You open the door and kinda meet the bed but it’s workable. The current residents are all a bit mad and insist on dressing for cocktails every night where they partake of them at their built in bar, whilst wearing pink cowboy hats and talking over a giant toy english sheepdog. Nutters.) and I have 2 more lined up for this evening and about 3 more possibilities for tomorrow. It’s not too bad. The only thing that I’m really worried about (besides money of course) is that I may end up developing a slight Antipodean accent as most of the people offering rooms are from the land down under. But the boy thinks it’s a cute quirk so it’s one I’ll live with!

So yes, that’s a fairly good report on my life so far. Apologies for not keeping in touch quite as well as I should do, this place is a little hectic! But i will endeavour to let you know how the flat hunt goes. Failing that i have a very sturdy cardboard box i can sleep in…

AxXx

I know, I suck. But I’ve had a very busy week.
A much more informative update will follow later on but this is just to let you know (if any of you really care!) that the latest set of photo’s are up on flickr. Hadn’t posted any for a week! But I had been taking them and today’s will go up later too!

Lub choo!

AxXx

Since my last post I have had:

3 emails
1 phone call
1 Train journey to Waterloo
1 underground trip
1 interview and tour of the premises
1 job offer
1 acceptance of job offer
1 phone call to a very excited mother
1 fabulous sandwich that consisted of 4 very different sausages (amazing!)
1 more underground trip
1 more train ride
1 walk home in the rain.

Yes that’s right people. I’ve been in London less than 24hours and I am now gainfully employed once more. The paperwork gets sorted on Thursday afternoon and then I start Friday morning.

You have no idea how happy I am right now!

Champagne tonight me thinks… yay!

AxXx

So here I am, in London, fairly broke, and unemployed.
However, The Boy (darling that he is) has been doing some research for me and Job number 1 at the moment is with this company. It’s hopefully going to be doing almost exactly the same thing I was doing at the vineyards (with tasting tours etc) and there’s a chance of pay raise as well as the WSET training that I wish to do.

He sounded quite optimistic on the phone so I have to send off my CV and we’ll see what happens. Fingers crossed people, this could be just the beginning for me!

AxXx