One of Those Weeks | Moments When You Just Need Your Family and Friends

One of Those Weeks | Moments When You Need 

Your Family and Friends

Hello! How are you? I have had a stressful past two weeks. This week on Monday, my 150ml bottle of Ribena (the very sweet juice drink) leaked into my bag, onto my college diary, English Language books, my revision notes inside my English folder, pencil case and somehow, onto my memory stick which was in a pocket high up in the bag. There was a pool of juice in the bag and no matter what, I could not dry it and had to carry my heavy books in my arms, in the rainy weather. When home, I got the hairdryer and sat for twenty minutes drying all my books, notes and pencils whilst my pencil case and bag were in the washing machine. So, from what you have read already, not a good start to the
week that has just gone. But last week was even more stressful.

Just a few of my Birthday things

I am telling you this because I have been rushing and rushing, stressing and panicking about my mid-term assessments for my A-Levels at college for days and days, and things just got a whole lot more stressful. So this is the reason why I just want to share that sometimes in life we all have those days, or in this case week that seem unbearable. However, my family and friends helped my through and I think there are times when we just need to stop for a moment in our hectic lives and spend time with family and friends. So here's my experience...

This week so far has just been too hectic and confusing for me and last week was even more. Last week, the trains I take to college were delayed, the buses were late and may I say ,there was an accident involving trains and the wire lines setting fire! As you can guess by my tone it has been a stressful week and hey, I've another few weeks left of term. My assessment for English Language  was terrible. I struggled to find something to compare for my assessment and write about, and ran out of time despite having 50 minutes to do it... not a good start to the week. 

Wednesday the 25th I had a Sociology theory assessment to complete, which I felt terrible about. I revised and revised and revised for hours on end, at home, on the train to and from college and even at work on the weekends, but when it came to the assessment and having to state what a certain theorist said, I just couldn't remember a thing :( I would end up writing something, then stopped because I was sat lost on what I was trying to sum up. When I finally got home due to trains being delayed for an hour, I had a Sociology essay to write up which I had to analyse the effectiveness of some research a sociologist had performed, and talk about all aspects of sociological research. After an hour and a half, I was welcomed to my break from all the work by my printer saying it had run out of ink, which then became apparent that we had no black ink at all... just great. 

Thursday the 26th (yes I've more to say about this mind boggling week) I had to finish printing out my Sociology work. Now may I add, this work was set and based on the previous lessons work, which I missed because I had to attend a production of 'Rebecca' at the Oxford Playhouse, in Oxford Thursday the 19th. Hoping for the best, I chucked it into a folder and set off for the train station (which to add, had more line fires and delays). Later that day, I attempted my drama assessment on drama theory work based on the performance 'Rebecca'. Lacking confidence to find 'good' things to write about, I struggled through. My teacher even noticed this and asked me what was wrong. In the end when my brain finally started working again, I had just 15 minutes from the 45 minutes that we had been given. 

My Birthday Balloons (which now are slowly
deflating :/ )

However, as bad and as horrible as last week  my be perceived to of been, Tuesday helped me get through this jam-packed week without tearing my hair out with stress. It was my birthday Tuesday, 24th November. I turned 18, and alongside 18 comes the sense of adulthood, well which most people perceive. But not my relatives. I woke up to the sound of cello-tape and the voices of my sister and her fiance outside my door. From what I cold make out, they were stressed over the fact that whatever they were cello-taping to the door, just would not stay there. Opening the door, it was a birthday banner, fuscia pink in colour with a metallic effect to it, on which were words that said "Happy 18th Birthday" ;) Then after getting ready for college, I just had time to open a few presents. Firstly, I recieved some socks from parents, because my mother always ends up wearing MY socks, so thought she'd keep mine and replace them with new ones haha. My little brother gave me a birthday card, which has the image of a pug with its big eyes and a ecstatic expression spread across it's face, which I read the words "Happy Birthday" Oh how pugs can cheer one up. Along with this, he gave me a 30cm tall Christmas tree! :) Funny thing was, I was saying the other day to my family how I just always wanted a small Christmas tree in my room, to give it a festive feel. 

After setting off for the train station, I hopped onto the London Paddington and started my work. During this time, I did not once look at my phone due to there being no signal on the train. But, when I got off the train, I was shocked with surprised to see all the birthday wishes I received from friends and family, the texts, posts and calls wishing me a happy birthday. Walking into my lessons, I recieved "Happy Birthday" from individuals. This made me think, sometimes in life we need to stop, slow down and realise how lucky we are and the little things in life that make things worth while.  

Bouquet of Flowers, including Lilies that
have now blossomed. 

After a half day at college, finishing at 1.30pm (yes what luck for my birthday ahha) I set off for the train, shortly arriving home 40 mins later. Later on that day, I received yet more wishes from people, followed by visits from family and friends, and presents concisting large Birthday cards, a large bouquet of flowers with their vibrant colours and delicate patterns, a Pandora bag containing a small elegant ring, with a bow merged into the ring on top and diamonds set into the top of the bow. I also received a massive Thorntons chocolate champagne bottle. Brownie points there for impressing me and for making me feel very special and happy to know so many good people which my birthday has revealed to me. Other gifts included a large '18th Birthday' card and a Thorntons chocolate plaque with "Happy 18th Caris", that had ten or eleven stars drawn on to it with icing, given to me from my sister and her fiance. A massive Happy 18th Birthday balloon that matched my birthday banner from my sister in law and a Thorntons plaque with "18 today Caris" written on it in white icing alongside an absolutely gigantic birthday card from both my brother and sister in law, that included a little prank of theirs... A bit of background information for you, these two are your classical pranksters. They love to have a laugh. Last year they decided to cello-tape and I mean really, full on cello-tape seventeen one pound coins to my birthday card; with the hope that I would comically struggle to remove them. It worked and they were in fits of laughter. So this year, they decided to prank me in the sense of making something irritating, which in this case, involved putting the contents of a whole packet of 'Happy 18th Birthday' confetti into the card. The aim was that when I open it up, they would all scatter onto the floor and make a mess everywhere. When it came to opening the card, I realised their intentions to create a prank, when I noticed a small metallic number '18' in the form of birthday confetti, fall silently to the floor followed by a dozen more as I struggled to carefully open the card and prevent more confetti from littering the floor. What prankster they were and I have to say, it has made my week 😃 . To finish the day off, I received a small, pink champagne glass with the number '18' written completely in pink glitter, with a small drink in it, and a delicious white chocolate birthday cake with  sparklers on top of it in the form on the number '18'. On Friday the 27th I had a surprise Birthday meal at a lovely Indian restaurant; a great way to forget the stressful week I had had previously. 

Chocolate Champagne
Bottle

So as you can see, I had had a stressful and tiring week, but have realised that in life we need to stop and take a step back from our lives, take in all the little things and those individuals that make everything function. I am so very grateful for all the wishes and gifts and time and effort put into making my 18th a special day. I am not one who asks for attention and focus on me, so when I received all this kindness and attention paid to making my birthday a good one, I was not used to being the centre of attention.

I am 18 now, and this last year it feels like I have progressed into the person I am because of those around me, the support I have received and the kindness, and at times, difficulties I have faced, which have made me the more confident, and happy person I am today. And that includes those following me on my blog. It has been a bit over a year since starting my blog posts and all the enjoyment I gain from blogging my heart out has been worth while. And I want to add, I ask us all, that if we are struggling or just having a bad week, day, month whatever length of time it may last, we focus on the small little things that make our days worthwhile. I used to always and only focus on the negative, but as I've got older, I feel like this is no longer an aspect of my personality as much as it was.

Thankyou for spending the time to read my long post, I apologise for the length of it, but once I start typing I just can't stop. 

Yours Truly,

Caris

What's it Like to be a Blogger? | My Blogging Experience

What's it Like to be a Blogger? | My Blogging Experience

Yes, I am asking myself in my head:
What's it like to be a blogger?
(also for anyone who knows my
blogs, actually wearing hair up!for once!)

Hello, how are you? All well? Posting this today instead of Friday due to mad revision for exams. 

So, I have been a busy busy person. College always catches me out, making life hectic and jam-packed with work and deadlines. Because of this, I haven't been able to blog for a while and I apologise. Sometimes blogging has to come second to my life outside the blogging sphere as much as we all wish we could blog to our hearts desire. So this got me thinking: why not give readers a inside view to my hectic life with blogging crammed onto my back and my experience with blogging. Hope I am of interest :)

1) Writers, or um bloggers block: There are times where I just can't find anything, nothing at all, to write about. To me, I'm just me , Caris, not a documentary worthy individual on television that people view, munch sweets whilst gawping at amazement, enjoying themselves at home; to me I'm just my usual self. Blogging block can last for too long: days, weeks and months, but thank goodness not years, few *lets out a sigh of relief*. Recently I have been, and still am, working so so hard to ace my A-levels, with so many negative and mixed opinions I have experienced people express about them, it just makes me want to keep trying, even when it's gone 11pm and I have to get up at 6am the next day. And this is why I struggle to find time to blog. My life is too hectic! Some times I will have these moments of not blogging and it doesn't mean I will never blog again, not at all that drastic, but just that at that moment in time, I'm afraid the brain juice is just NOT flowing :( But once I find time, I'm sat in my room, with my onesie, typing away and enjoying myself (so as I type this post, I am actually currently doing what I have described)

2) My inability to banish the evil, constant typos: Yes TYPOS! I hate them! They ruin my blog posts and are so very frustrating. But, no matter how many times I proof read my posts, which may I say takes a very long time, they STILL exist... I am utterly useless at proof reading :/ When posting a blog, you must always be sure to check your writing is up to scratch. So you ask me: why don't you use spell check? Oh; if only spell check actually lived up to it's name. For example, I type in 'colour', I'm British, that's how I spell it, but no... alas, spell check keeps changing it to 'color' but that's not how I've learnt to spell it haha, help me honestly, spell check is just a pain (odd to say that but it really is) I even have this issue with my mobile, I type 'you', phone puts 'yuo', type 'exciting', phone puts 'exististizing' -I honestly do NOT think those are even words in the English dictionary?!! My never ending frustration with technology... Technology hates me xD

3) My constant rambles: That moment when I have a great idea for a blog post and ramble, ramble, ramble, oh and ramble some more, until my blog becomes a long, listed piece of written text that breaks all laws of English, going off topic and breaking all aspects of relevance. I mean, I type pretty fast, and fast typing results in fast thinking, which sometimes becomes a long ramble of my brains contents. You know, start with a blog on beauty and it finished on my love for Battenburg cake (umm yummy) Start on a blog about food and it finishes on me complaining how mad my dogs are. The rambles of a mighty moaner indeed xD  

4) Fried, frazzled, square eyes: Yes you may get the hint on the word "square" referring to a screen, my computers screen to be exact. Every time I write a blog, my eyes just feel exhausted, they've worked too hard and just need a break. After proof reading my work, including correcting spelling and grammar (because I type too fast it goes all jumbled), arranged the format of the text and images and posted the blog, my eyes are frazzled. Not good I know, but what can one do when they love creating blog posts?  

5) The horrible occurrence of a crunched up spine: Once again, the result of sitting at a computer and writing for over an hour. My posture when typing is not good, bad for a lover of Dance I know. The amount of time I spend blogging away, typing and tying, just makes my back all crunched up. The pain I get for my love of blogging I guess xD However, I love creative writing, and a crunched up spine, as horrible and as painful as it may be, is just how it is. 

6) Exhaustion from blogging: Blogging tires me out. It's like sitting in an exam and pouring all you've got into your writing. I start at 8.30pm, I finish at 10pm or even 11.30pm. Once I hit the hay, I'm gone. No watching television, no late night feasting, and no social media; just sleep. Sleep and sleep and sleep. This is why writing things up for a Friday can be more convenient; the week is ending and after five days I get a lie in. Heck, sometimes I am just so tired, I do the bad thing of not properly proof reading posts before I upload them to my blog. This is just because I must finish and leave that piece of writing, it can be too much to bare to look at when you're sleep deprived. I just come back to it in the morning and adapt anything in need or correcting (I know I shouldn't should I, but what has a sleep zombie got the choice of?)  

There you go. Just a few little things I have and still do experience during my time as a blogger. Now I must go and sleep, a 6am wake up this morning was not enjoyable and I'll have a re-occurance of that again Friday. So for now, hope you've enjoyed this and just as a side note, I am currently revising for exams so may not be posting blogs regularly just for the time being, thank you :)  

Yours truly,

xChatty Blondex 

My Little Pick-Me-Ups | For When I'm Feeling Blue

My Little Pick-Me-Ups | For When I'm Feeling Blue  

My Motivational Board x Photgraph taken by me
Caris on my Xperia E

Hello. Today I am posting this to share a little bit about me when I'm feeling off or when it's one of those days. Do you ever do things to distract from the stresses of everyday life? Maybe a hobby, maybe something simple? Here's what I do and it's being shared for any of you who feel like saying "why do I have to have a day like this". Hope it helps x

1. 1. Junk food night: Now yes I know I have mentioned that I suffer from stomach intolerances when eating too much junk food; but I am speaking about eating them in moderate amounts. There's something rewarding when you bit into your favourite food and hear the satisfying crunch of that delicious Jaffa cake... *come back Caris leave the land of the Jaffa Cakes* Just delishafying! -a bit of a made up word there for you ;) 
2. Watching your favourite programme or movie: At times, it's stressful juggling everything in my daily routine and I just need a break. Everyone needs a break now and then by doing something you love, especially as I watch a series of CSI: Crime Scene Investigation as I'm a crime series addict or Downton Abbey because I love period drama and history. These breaks help you get back on track and are good for your mental health in terms of your stress levels. So go ahead, find a moment when you can spare a little time and give your brain a rest from work, school, college or life in general.
3. Listening to your favourite music: When I'm feeling down and blue, I put my earphones in and turn on my music. Songs that have great beats to them and a variety of different instruments seem to sound so nice, cheering me up and that helps my mood. Some of my favourites are Ink, Yellow and Magic by Coldplay and Cool by Alesso ft Roy English. They just have that effect that makes you want to strut to the beat and sing out loud when walking to work...ok, that's just me.. but anyway you get what I mean :)



Motivational stones. 

4. Find something motivational: We all need something to give us a boost in life. So find something motivational in your life to help when times get tough. I have motivational stones of mine which help motivate me and my motivational board in my room which is a canvas of all the inspirational, motivating quotes you can think of (see the main image above). 
5.  Go on a walk or cycle to somewhere interesting or special to you: Now I know summer is long gone, alas, but that doesn't mean you can't venture around a town, city or a field on a walk to cheer yourself up. I personally go to my favourite  place, Princess Towers with my dogs which you can read here - My Trip to The Princess Towers | Day Out . Time alone can help you think over things that trouble you and keep you calm especially when with the company of a dog, especially if your blessed with a med Spaniel like me (Skye) but even a cycle can help too. Give it a try and admire the carpet of golden leaves covering the ground this season before they're all gone. 

There you go, just a few little things I do to help when I'm feeling down, hope this was helpful,

Yours truly,

 xChatty Blondex

Holiday Souvenirs | All The Things I Aquired On Holiday

Holiday Souvenirs | All The Things I Acquired On Holiday

Stewart my Seagull Souvenir :)

Hello! As you may know from following my blog, you will see that I am posting bits of my week holiday in Ringstead Bay, Dorset. If you haven't yet can these holiday posts, that follow the name " My 2015 Holiday" then click here and scroll down my page to view these posts in order- " http://www.xchattyblondex.blogspot.co.uk/ " Carrying on, I have taken images of all my 'buys' as one could say and here I will show you what I decided to buy and where I got them from. 

Ringstead Bay Seagull souvenir  (a.k.a "Stewart" as I like to call him):

I purchased this souvenir from Ringstead Bay Kiosk, Ringstead (yes I know again it's obvious ha) This was the last of this style of ornament on the shelves, so I grabbed him up as soon as possible. When it comes to nice ornaments the best go first! Especially those that look the most detailed. 

This souvenir was just £3.49 and a definite bargain; considering holidays can be expensive when concerning gifts. This souvenir is one of my favourites.

Silver 3D Glass Butterfly Candle Holder:

Silver 3D Glass Butterfly candle Holder

This souvenir is gorgeous! I love the way the three dimensional butterfly feature on the front catches the sunlight, diverting the sun's rays in various directions. It adds a bright, elegant touch to my room perched on my desk, wings open as if ready to take off. 

Purchased from the National Tank Museum in Weymouth, it didn't cost much despite being on sale in a Museum gift shop. Costing £4.95, I can say I'm proud of my money management; this is another one of my favourite purchases. 

Inspirational Pebbles:

Inspirational pebbles (apologies for
the blurred image x)

I call these the "Inspirational pebbles" because they inspire me. These pebbles were hand painted, with quotations handwritten onto them. Purchased at the National Tank Museum, Weymouth, these pebbles were £3.00 each. Despite being costly, I felt like these quotations on the
pebbles related to me, so decided I would keep them in my room when times get tough either due to College stress or life in general. A souvenir that speaks out to me.


These are the items I purchased on holiday, one of a kind, or common to find, however I will leave this post at that for now, because there's more to be written in the future about my 2015 Summer Holiday :) Keep up with the "My 2015 Holiday" posts because more will be put up soon for you to read right through the weeks.



Yours truly,
xChatty Blondex

My 2015 Holiday | Day 3 Alone With The Dogs

My 2015 Holiday | Day 3 Alone With The Dogs 

Ringstead Bay and it's Beach when
we arrived at the beach.
(Photograph taken by me Caris)

After spending our first day at Ringstead Bay Beach and our second day at Charmouth, on the third day I was left to look after Skye and Gem. My family had gone out for the day and I had decided to stay and go to the Beach with Skye. Being only 10 weeks old, the large pebbles on the beach could be a task for Gem to walk on, so she stayed in her bed nice and comfortable with all her favourite toys. When I was ready to go, I put a lead on Skye and checked on Gem. She had already fallen asleep. Taking hold of Skye's lead firmly, I went out the door, locked it and set off.

Steps leading to the second of the two beaches.
(Photograph taken by me Caris)

The sky was clear blue and the clouds were white, looking as though they had been perfectly moulded to their fluffy shape before being placed into the sky. A gentle breeze accompanied the warm air, making it the perfect weather for the beach. Walking down the drive with Skye panting with excitement beside me; I came to the gate at the bottom of the cottages drive. Reaching over the wooden structure, I attempted to lift the latch which wouldn't budge. I pushed against the gate as I lifted the latch, still no movement. In the end I had to send Skye underneath the gate and climb over, typical. Once over, I set off along the shining, smooth gravel track towards the field. Letting Skye off lead resulting in her racing into the distance, returning seconds later making multiple laps around me. The grass was long and soft and the smell of pollen was in the air. Listening carefully, I could hear the sea and people on the beach.

The second of the two beaches at Ringstead.
(Photograph taken by me Caris)

Once at the bottom of the field, I cut through a open gate into the second field. Skye lead the way until we reached a gate built into the fencing, sending Skye through we reached a small single track road. The road leading to the beach. Whilst walking I could feel the sun's rays behind me as they hit my legs and arms. I just love the warmth of summer. After walking for some time, avoiding walking into people and their dogs and cars, we reached the walkway leading down towards the beach. Skye started to whine with excitement. Once on the beach we set off towards the second beach on the left of the area. When we reached the steps leading to the beach, I let Skye free. Watching this white and brown figure vanish into the distance directly towards the sea made me smile. She has to be one of the craziest and most joyful dogs I have ever had I thought to myself. Returning with a large grin spread across her face, I placed a lead back onto Skye's collar. Her fur was soft but her legs were dripping with salty sea water and dotted with sand from the beach. Once we reached the middle of the second beach, I sat onto the ground. A mixture of sand and small pebbles covered the

Skye settled on the beach.
(Photograph taken by me Caris)

surface. Removing the lead from her collar, I threw a toy into the soft, gentle gleaming water which Skye retrieved in seconds. Watching her run up to the water and dive far into the sea, she moved like an Olympic swimmer. Drawing closer to the toy floating on the surface, she picked it up and ran back to me in a matter of seconds with a wide grin on her face.

Skye on Ringstead Bay Beach.
(Photograph taken by me Caris)

After being at the beach for about an hour and a half to two hours, I decided it was time for me and Skye to go back to the holiday cottage. The grin that had first appeared on Skye's face hadn't budged since. The two of us were happy. Skye still grinning, covered in salty sea water from the calm and gentle waves, head to toe and me covered in sand; we both finally arrived back at the cottage's gate to the drive. Climbing over the gate-which still would not move, Skye followed me underneath, trotting towards the cottage door. The sunlight was less intense and there was a breeze still blowing through the air, past me across to the trees in the wood to my right. Trees rustled as the breeze hit them, as though they were speaking to each other with their vibrant, green leaves. Once inside the cottage, I let Gem out, who cheerfully let out a greeting howl; sounding as if she was saying hello in English. Running up to Skye, she launched herself into the mad Spaniel, before flying back from the force she herself, a little 10 week old puppy could create.

Eventually the dogs came back inside, resting together in Skye's cage sleeping peacefully for the next few hours; until my family came back from the dog competition Quest had competed in. Happy I couldn't wait for my next day on holiday, wondering, where will I go next? With that thought, I smiled and turned on the TV; because hey everyone needs a television on holiday. Right?

Yours truly,
xChatty Blondex

My 2015 Holiday | Day 2 At Charmouth, Weymouth

My 2015 Holiday | Day 2 At Charmouth, Weymouth 

Hello. This is the entry of my second day on holiday in Charmouth. If you haven't read the first and second post about my entry which are listed in order, click now- entry 1-"My 2015 Holiday | Arriving At Ringstead Bay, Dorset" and entry 2- "My 2015 Holiday | Discovering The Cottage & Day 1 At Ringstead Bay Beach". There are plenty of images to show how great it was :) Enjoy. 

Rock pools running along Charmouth Beach
 near the sea. (Photograph taken by me Caris)

The Bridge Leading to the Beach.
(Photograph taken by me Caris)

After spending Sunday, the first day at the Beach in Ringstead Bay, my family and I wanted to discover the surrounding area. We found a nearby beach and once we got there, there was a lot of natural beauty to be seen. The drive to Charmouth led us through country roads leading towards Weymouth. Turning off before we reached the center of Weymouth, the view of Charmouth Beach came into view. To the front of me I could see a concrete walkway with people walking past. Some had young children, others had dogs. Quest instantly appeared from around the corner of the seat that was in front of him. Peering out the window he saw the people and dogs and lay back down again.
Typical Quest, wait for the humans to get out then you can become excited. Skye on the other hand became intrigued, moved towards the window, she positioned her nose by the opening of the window and she breathed in the scent of the sea ending with a large sneeze. The sea scent must have been very strong. I could see two small gravel car parks and in front of them was another beach, this time with sand dunes and what appeared to be a reservoir running into the sea. Swans were swimming gracefully along the streaming water a bit of an odd sight at the beach.

Seagull above the beach.
(Photograph taken by me Caris)

View of the beach with the rock pools
in the center.(Photograph
taken by me Caris)

After getting out of the car we had lunch at a beach cafe. Once we had decided we were too full to anymore of our food, mine being chips, egg and salad, we set off with the dogs to explore the beach. Walking around the corner I felt the sun beat down on me, warming my skin and but blinding me from its intensity. A soft breeze accompanied the intense sunlight. This gave a feeling of delight as it blew past my face and into my hair causing a smile to appear across my face. It was a lovely August day.

Once further along the walkway, we came to a bridge placed from the walkway over the sea defense boulders, which finished on the other

The rock pools.
(Photograph taken by me Caris)

side, to the beach. Again this beach was shingle however the stones were smooth and warm, worn down by the sea and baked by the sun's rays. A Seagull flew over my head so low I felt like I could reach and touch it's smooth, aerodynamically designed feathers. It circled and flew over again, before angling their wings down to the left, resulting in a elegant swerve over my head towards the beach behind me where it vanished into the horizon.

After observing the Seagull that had now disappeared, I turned to look out towards the sea. People were walking along the beach and in the distance. I could see some of them gathered by some rocks placed in the center of the beach, which had submerged when the tide had vanished. Rock pools had developed here within the gaps between the rocks, it's inhabitants waiting for the sea to visit when the tide next comes in. Settling on more rocks based on the beach, I set off with my phone, with it's camera open, to explore the rock pools. The rock pools looked so peaceful and gentle. Looking forward I could see the sea out in the distance, a result of the tide retreating from the beach.

The rock pool where the Crab had been. My
favourite and the most inhabited pool
of them all.(Photograph taken
by me Caris)

Looking into the darkness of the rock pools, I could see seaweed which had inhabited this beautiful sight. Looking closer I could see a small crab, before my shadow warned it that I was time to go. Scuttling towards the darkness created by a rock jutting out in the rock pool, the crab disappeared into the rock's shadow leaving a grin across my face. Best to leave it be I thought and I continued my sight seeing before returning to the beach, hopping on and off of stones to avoid the salty sea water.

When I reached the beach, I joined my family and soaked up the sunshine. Two hours later, we decided to go back to the car but visited the souvenir shop before, that housed multiple beautiful fossils including and pieces of jewellery. Once purchasing a few things for family and a bracelet for myself, I worked me way around the shop in search of sunglasses. Having previously sat on them the first day of my holiday, Monday, I was in need of new ones but this seemed a challenge for me. Finally when my search had been completed, I went back to the car ready to leave the beach. Taking one last picture on my phone before exiting the car park, I wondered to myself, where will we go next. That and I hope it's sunny tomorrow as well. Skye appeared around the corner wanting a stroke, before touching her nose against my palm as if to say thank you for a great day at the beach. Quest peered over the seat, looking through the car window to my left; as if he was glad to go home and sleep after the long day.

My 2015 Holiday | Discovering The Cottage & Day 1 At Ringstead Bay Beach

My 2015 Holiday | Discovering The Cottage & Day 1 At Ringstead Bay Beach

Hello! It has been a bit over a week since I posted about setting off on my holiday in Ringstead Bay, Dorset. So here is another section to my holiday, the second section to the day I left for my holiday: My 2015 Holiday | Discovering The Cottage & Day 1 At Ringstead Bay Beach.

Ringstead Bay and it's Beach.
(Photograph taken by my Caris)

After we had arrived at the cottage and had spent the rest of our afternoon down at the Beach, we decided to return to the cottage to arrange who's bedroom was who's for the week. Walking up the steep cottage stairs that was protected by a soft, fluffy, cream carpet,  I dragged my massive suitcase behind me whilst nearly losing my balance and falling back. Once at the top of the stairs, the steepest part, a white thin wooden door came into view based to the left of the stairs. Another door came into view, same style and colour as the first, based next to the first bedroom and facing the landing rails. Chucking my suitcase down to the floor due to my arms aching with the weight, I went off to discover.

I opened the door with the thin black metal lifting latch. Opening the door and peering around the corner, a chest of drawers came into view accompanied by a blue, medium sized lamp situated to the left of the door. A part of the wall jutted outward hiding the drawers and lamp. In this part of the wall, there was a built in wardrobe with a white painted wooden door. turning away I could see a tall mirror clung to the wall facing the door. Standing there in my blue Coca-cola top, dark blue skinny jeans, leather jacket and white sneaker-style trainers, my outfit seemed to kind of go pretty well. Who would have known that the fact was I just chucked on whatever wasn't already in my suitcase that very morning. The casual look was obviously achieved without knowing. After I stopped admiring myself in the mirror (common we all do it ha ) I turned to the right walking past a window protected by blue flower curtains with a view of the wood on the right of the property. Two beds were based in the bedroom, one on the left and one on the right. The beds had on them two large white pillows and were decorated with bedding that matched the curtains; a material with a white base and small blue flowers printed on top. The exact same print as the curtains. Placed between the two beds, was a small yet very adorable looking bedside table with another lamp on top. This large white lamp based on top of the the smooth white wooden structure gave a elegant feel to the room. This bedroom gave off a comforting vibe as you entered through the door.  

Skye in the clear, calm sea.
(Photograph taken by me Caris).

Walking out of the first bedroom, I came to the second bedroom, a small room that appeared to have a modern look to it. Ivory paint covered the walls, cream carpet covering the floor and two small beds based on either side of the room, topped with white pillows and cream bedding, gave off a modern, hotel-like feel when entering the room. A bedside table was positioned between the two beds accompanied by a medium sized white lamp. A mirror hung on the wall facing a small window with blue cream curtains completed the rooms look. My little brother jumped to the second room leaving me with the first. I was fine by this as the first room to the left of the stairs, of which I had previously looked at had a large wardrobe and plenty of plug sockets to plug in my phone to charge. When you're a teenager your phone is everything to you. I need a socket to charge my phone! The second room was darker and lacked plug sockets so I jumped to the first room. After placing all my things in my room for the Holiday, I went downstairs and instantly went to figure out the WiFi and connect my phone. The kitchen appeared to have pretty much new everything. Clean cream cupboards spread along the top and bottom of the work top. A large window facing the drive up to the cottage was based to the right of the door and a small window on the left next to a cooker, also brand new, which was based next to a built in fridge and freezer.

Me and Skye (a.k.a The Crazy Spaniel) in the
cottage garden after spending the day at Ringstead Bay Beach
(Photograph taken by me Caris)

Later that evening after discovering that internet will always be an issue when staying in a cottage, setting up the TV, getting ready to finally sleep after waking at 7 that morning, I went to my bedroom to attempt to sleep. I say attempt as I struggle to sleep and some nights hardly sleep at all. However once I hit that pillow I fell asleep instantly despite the room being freezing.  

Me and the dogs (Gem Left, Quest center and Skye right)
in the cottage garden. Apologies for the bad image, my
phone is not the best unfortunately. 

After spending the first night in the cottage, I woke up to find my room was freezing! Again! Turning to where the windows were, I could see through a gap in the curtains that the windows were covered in condensation, most likely from me sleeping in the room. Then it hit me: it's the first day of my holiday!!! Once I had had my breakfast, got dressed and ready to leave, we head off to Ringstead Bay Beach for the day. The waves along the beach were cool and calm and the sound of the gentle waves hitting against the sand was very calming. The beach was partially shingle, however there were flat boulders set against the base of the small clay cliffs; placed there mainly as a defense against erosion of the soft clay cliffs the boulders made the perfect seats.
The sun beat down accompanied by a cool breeze and seagulls flying above. I went into the sea and Ringstead Bay has the nicest sea as odd as this may sound. The waves there weren't harsh like some beaches waves and the bay was a warm location to be in, with a soft breeze flowing by. The water was clear, giving vision to all the structures underneath the water. Lunch concision of chips, beans and chips; yes not very nutritious but hey I was on holiday. When the day had gone by, we head back to the cottage satisfied with the first day of the holiday :)



Sometimes the best things are the simple things. Simply visiting a small local and calm beach nearby was stress free. No travel, not fuel wasted and no need to worry about dog friendly beaches. Holidays can be one of the best times of the year.

Yours truly,
xChatty Blondex