The Daily Wear #1

Crushing on Coral

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{Topshop Vibrant Patent Ballerinas | American Vintage Jacksonville Long Sleeved Tee  | Stella & Dot  Tribute and Renegade Cluster Bracelets in Rose Gold | Paige Skyline Ankle Peg Jeans | Becksondergaard Summer Star Scarf in Electric Coral |

 

Too Cool for School

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{Ready for school?}

One of the interesting things about living in a different country to the one where you were born and spent your early years, is that it gives you a great platform for comparison. For instance, in my view, people in England are more tolerant and prepared to poke fun at themselves than their Swedish counterparts. On the other hand Sweden has cleaner air and more green spaces and things like public transport tend to run more efficiently. I could go on and on, but the purpose of this post is to talk about one difference between the two nations and that is how the education system works. In Sweden the school intake is determined by the calendar year a child was born in, from January onwards. As I was born in October I was one of the youngest in my year, not one of the oldest as I would have been here in the UK where the reception class intake includes all children who turn four before September 1 of that school year. However, the big difference is that I started school just before my seventh birthday, not just after my fourth birthday as my daughter is expected to do this coming September. I should point out that the system in Sweden has changed slightly since I lived there and children now start in Year 0 (equivalent to Reception) the year that they turn six (although it is not statutory schooling at this stage and parents do not have to apply for permission if they want to take their kids out of school for holidays etc)

In the last year I have had major reservations about my daughter starting school so young. With my boys it was never really an issue as they were born in late October and early November respectively and were almost five when they started in Reception. It seems almost absurd that my daughter and her cousin, who lives in Sweden and is only six months younger, will be three school years apart. As my sister’s daughter is born in January she will be six and a half when she starts school in 2017, the same year that Clemmie moves up to year 3 at the Junior School, having already completed three years at infant school!

Despite being a third child, Clemmie seems younger than her brothers did at the same age. Careful and shy until she gets to know people, she finds new situations like birthday parties incredibly daunting, preferring to sit close to me rather than joining in. On a more personal level, I really feel like I am making great headway in bringing her up to be bilingual and I know that as soon as she starts school, English will start to take over as she will be expected to ‘read’ books and do homework pretty much from the start.

I have looked into other options, such as enrolling her at the American school that I went to as their formal education starts later, but with two other school age children, logistically speaking it is just not possible. In Ireland, parents of children born between May-August can decide if they want their child to start school just after their fourth or fifth birthday. It seems that England is slowly moving in the same direction and after reading this article on the BBC News site I thought it was worth asking about the possibility of deferring Clemmie’s school place for another year. This afternoon I met with the head teacher at the local school and spoke to her about my concerns. She has promised to check the rules for deferment requests with the council and get back to me next week. I know it is only a very slim possibility but if there is any way that I can keep her in preschool and at home with me for a year longer I will definitely take it.

Part of me does wonder if I only feel like this because I know that, for us, living in another country with a different approach to early years education is not a far-flung fantasy but an option that we could easily have chosen. The majority of the people around me seem pretty happy to accept the status quo but whether that is because they are actually happy about it or because they have never been presented with any other viable alternatives is another question.

My First Blog Birthday!

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With everything going on over the weekend I had almost missed that today is A Spoonful of Style’s first birthday! It’s hard to believe that a year has already passed – scary how fast time goes. I started the blog as a way to keep my writing going while being a stay at home mum and in many ways it has become my little cyber haven away from the chaos of everyday life. When I published that very first blog post I had no idea that I was about to join a wonderful community full of friendship and support. I want to say a big thank you to each and every one who has taken the time to visit my blog, read my ramblings, like my posts or leave a comment.

My blog was something of a slow starter, held back to some extent by my own technical inabilities, but in time I managed to get myself set up with both Twitter and Instagram, and recently I even created a Facebook page for A Spoonful of Style. I know we shouldn’t just focus on the stats but I thought it would be fun to do a quick roundup of my blog year in numbers:

Followers: 731

Number of posts: 259

Page views: 20,675

Best ever day for views: 327

Comments: 2,372

Small potatoes compared to some of the bigger blogs out there, but my quest has never been world domination. I’m happy to let my little corner of the blogging world grow organically and am determined not to get too hung up on numbers – it’s quality not quantity that counts in my book! That’s not to say that I plan to rest on my laurels. A Spoonful of Style is still only half the blog I would like it to be and the main reason for that is lack of time. When I landed a ‘proper’ job just before Christmas I did consider giving up the blog as I knew it would be hard to find the time to keep it going. But I’m very glad that I decided to carry on even though my posts are sometimes rushed and not as frequent as I would like. Oh what I would give for an extra three hours in each day!

Going forward,  I would like to use more of my own pictures on the blog, which goes hand in hand with my ongoing quest to improve my photography skills. I would also love to feature recipes every week, more outfit pictures (unfortunately a lot of the time what I wear is not worthy of a blog post!) and guides to things like the best places to shop for interiors, fashion etc. Hopefully, this will be the year that I realise some of those plans.

But in the meantime I’m going to blow out the candle on my cyber birthday cake and start thinking about a giveaway to celebrate this 12 month milestone.

Thanks for reading! xoxo

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A Weekend of Misery

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Apologies in advance that there will be no positive vibes emanating from this blog today. This has been the most miserable weekend for a very, very long time. As I type this I am really meant to be wandering the streets of Bruges with four of my lovely girlfriends, taking in the sights, going on a river boat, visiting cute little shops and occasionally stopping for a coffee, Belgian waffles and of course sampling some of the yummy chocolate that Belgium is so famous for. Alas, it was not to be. On Wednesday, Clemmie came down with a tummy bug and I should have known then that of course I would be next in line. I won’t go into too much detail but suffice to say that I went to bed on Thursday night with my suitcase packed, passport and Euros in my handbag only to be woken in the very early hours by the most terrible stomach cramps and spending pretty much the rest of night in the bathroom.

Yesterday all day was spent in bed and I was too ill to really do much apart from sleep and listen to the radio. Today I feel a little bit better but now it has really hit home that I have missed my very first weekend away with friends since the kids were born (I have been away for the odd night a couple of times and also some work trips when Cameron was little but not a proper girlie weekend) and I just feel so sad and angry. I did contemplate trying to change my ticket to join the others today but, having not eaten anything since Thursday evening, I just don’t have the energy to negotiate three train journeys by myself.

My husband and kids have been very sweet (although the boys are terribly disappointed that I won’t be bringing back chocolate for them) and I’m well looked after but I just can’t shake the feeling of misery at the moment. But as the quote says, tomorrow IS another day and hopefully there will be other opportunities for weekend breaks coming my way in the future.

I hope you are all having a much, much better weekend than me. X

A Family Outing to Osterley Park & House

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I know I’ve said it before, but we are lucky to have so many amazing places filled with history on our doorstep. Last Monday was a Bank Holiday so we grabbed our National Trust cards and drove down to Osterley Park and House, near Isleworth in Middlesex. A huge imposing Georgian mansion, dating back to the 1780s and surrounded by the most stunning gardens, it is one of the last surviving country estates in London. We had a quick coffee and snack in the stables tea room and then set off exploring the house and the colourful formal gardens.

It’s funny, both my husband and I can remember being dragged to visiting these places as children and while our own kids may not love all of it (the guided tour of the house springs to mind!) they do enjoy roaming the grounds, playing hide and seek and climbing trees. Hopefully, in years to come these outings will also give them some appreciation of this country’s history and culture that they in turn can share with their own children.

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{I love the sweeping staircase}

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{A beautiful summer house}

Cameron jumping

{Jumping high}

Casper jumping

{And there goes the next one}

Clemmie flowers

{Every corner of the garden was bursting with colour}

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{I seem to have developed an affinity for taking pictures of flowers – unlike the children they stay in one place!}

Osterley Garden 3

{Gorgeous tulips}

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{I wish I could have brought this flower pot back to my garden}

Osterley Garden 5

{A short rest before the next game of hide and seek}

Five on (almost) Friday

I’m a day late with my Five on Friday post but it’s been a busy week. Last night was spent pricing up the last few items for the aforementioned NCT sale and this morning we dropped off two carloads of stuff at the local Sixth Form college where the sale is held. Fingers crossed it all goes! I’m not too bothered about the money but any unsold items have to be collected this evening and I really don’t want any of it back.

We also took six large bags of children’s clothes to the charity shop so at least I can see the floor in my bedroom again. But a temple of minimalism it ain’t (yet..) – six zip-up bags stuffed full of winter gear are going back up to the loft for the next sale in October. One step at a time…

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{It has been rainy this week and there is still a chill in the air but spring has officially arrived, which means switching from dark polishes to pastels and neon. I love this Chanel ‘Riviera’ polish – sadly it was a limited edition four years ago and is no longer available.}

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{We have also officially entered the Princess Stage and this week both Rapunzel and Cinderella accompanied me on the school run. Princess dresses are fine for sitting in the buggy but no so practical when the little lady wants to get out and run around the playground or jump in puddles.}

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{I finally booked tickets to go and see The Glamour of Italian Fashion at the V&A later this month. It promises to be a great exhibition with high octane outfits by the likes of Gucci and Dolce & Gabbana. Can’t wait!}

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{How cute are these pink Converse that I bought for Clemmie? I need a new pair too, but maybe not in pink…}

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{I met up with a good friend yesterday for a quick catch up over coffee and a to-die-for slice of almond cake. The perfect way to start the weekend. And it’s a three-day one which makes it even better!}

Happy Saturday to you all! X

 

 

 

Thank You for the Awards!

It seems to be awards season here at A Spoonful of Style at the moment! Last week I was nominated for the Beautiful Blogger Award and this week I’ve received another two awards. Not that I’m complaining, it’s a great honor to have my humble efforts recognised by other bloggers that I admire.

I was nominated for the Sisterhood of the World Blogger Award by Evelenmargaret and Bohoclub. Thank you so much to both of you, it really means a lot.

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As part of the award I have to nominate 12 Sisters who I consider part of my blogging family:

Read,Sugar

Lydia Devadason

Casually Fabulous

Shivaay Delights

Journeys of the Fabulist

The Blackberry Boys

Fat Free Fashion

Reverse Commuter

Freckled Latte

Lady Sarah’s London

Kukolina

Gluestick Mum

 

Evelenmargaret also nominated me for the very special Dynamic Four Award. Thank you so much, I am thrilled to bits!

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For this award I had to describe myself using every letter of the alphabet. Not an easy task but here goes:

Amiable

Blonde

Creative

Dependable

Emotional

Family

Gregarious

Happy

Indecisive

Joyful

Karma

Laughter

Mummy

Naughty

Observant

Playful

Questioning

Random

Swedish

Truthful

Urban

Vivacious

Worrier

Xtravagant

Yoga loving

Zen-seeking

 

And here (drum roll please!) are my four nominees:

Read, Sugar

Jackie Mallon

Donzwebb

The Fashion Huntress