Will we ever be satisfied. We are genetically engineered to hoard to save things in good times so we are prepared in bad times, but now, now that there is an abundance of stuff. Surely we don’t need to hoard.

 Fortunately for many we can simply go out and get the stuff we need. 

We are reluctant to give the stuff we don’t need to the needy “just in case.” And those expensive items we got ourselves and don’t use but feel too guilty to sell for a loss or to donate.

If you don’t need it on a daily or even weekly basis chances are you could get along just fine with out it!

Rid your home of the crap that we don’t need, that we don’t use and the stuff that doesn’t bring us joy.


More for less

Does stuff make us happy?

Are 10 dresses hung up in the wardrobe better than just the 2 you actually wear? Bottles and bottles of moisturiser, shower gels, shampoos, conditioners and face wash, when a bar of soap Would do?

When you have a couple of hours to kill so you go shopping, feeling a bit blue? Shopping? New job? New outfit! Single? New outfits!! 

What has happened to buying once and buying right? 

We have become such a throw away society and it’s killing the planet!

We buy so much crap. Let alone the single use plastics we use. We buy into fast fashion, buy an outfit for when we lose weight (we never do) or in a colour we really should wear (but never do). We buy air fresheners that pollute our homes, cleaning products which poison us and eat food that are killing us. 

No more!! Not in my house!

Labour and birth story

Friday 26th May, I went into hospital as I was having some reduced movements with my little boy. I had the same thing at 31 weeks so was expecting them to tie me to the machine wait around for about half an hour to be told everything was fine and to go home. However what actually happened is that it was a hot day and my blood pressure was up so they wanted me to stay until it came down, it didn’t. They gave me some pills and said because I was 39+4 that they would be inducing me the next day. My blood pressure went straight back up (in shock) so they decided to induce me then and there.

So after midnight i was admitted on to the ward and given the pessary to get things going and had a sweep….fun times.

At about 4am i woke up in quite a bit of pain as the pessary had actually slipped down. The midwife popped it back into place and i managed to sleep through the night. The next day i was having some contractions so i kept moving all day long. If things don’t go into full-blown labour they only check your cervix after 24 hours and i was determined not to be in any longer than i needed to be, so i was walking up and down the halls and bounced on the exercise balls just to keep things moving along. Like i said i was having mild contractions and then when my husband left me at around 9pm they stopped completely….fun. So into bed i got awaiting my examination at 2am. I set an alarm and when i woke up went off to find someone to see how well i was doing.

I was 3cm dilated and the midwife did another sweep to see if she could get me going at more speed and said as soon as someone was free and a room available I would be going down to the labour ward and have my waters broke!! Terrifying haha! She said it would probably be in the morning so i text Andrew to let him know what was happening and went back to bed to try to get some rest.

At 5am I was woken up by a health care assistant to tell me i was going down stairs now. She had to repeat herself about 3 times as i was still pretty much asleep and in shock i think!

So I gathered my stuff and went with her,  i was worried that i wouldn’t have time to ring Andrew as i wanted him there when they broke my waters but the midwife assured me she wouldnt do anything until he got there. By the time everything was set up and ready to go it was 8am there is a shift change at 8:30 so we all decided that we would wait until the new midwife was there so that i wasnt being examined and then examined again 30 minutes later.

The new midwife Rae couldn’t reach my cervix to feel how dilated i was or to break my waters, i guess for me its a little “longer” in there ha ha. She went out to find someone with longer fingers and returned with a Registrar Ken. He broke my waters in about 3 seconds flat and didn’t hurt a tiny bit. They gave me an hour to see if my contractions started naturally or id have to go on the drip as it appeared my little boy had opened his bowels inside… nice one kid! So the hour came and went and the contractions did start but not of any kind of intensity they were hoping for so i went on the drip. Now up until this point i hadn’t touched any pain relief although they did keep offering me gas and air. About an hour after the drip was put in the contractions started and BOY did THEY. My contractions were in the top of my legs, my hips felt like they were being pulled apart so i very quickly picked up the gas and air nozzle. It is a weird feeling the gas and air, a little bit like your tipsy, i’m not sure it did loads for the pain but it got me through another hour or so… then the contractions got too painful and i wanted something better… so i was given diamorphine…. i was being sick and mooing like a cow although Andrew my hubby said i sounded more like an owl hooting but despite all this i was also quite comfortable, once the contraction stops all the pain disappears… its very strange! I was in labour for about 9 hours in total. Due to the hip contractions and the drip i was strapped to a machine to monitor baby’s heart rate and couldn’t really move.

I remember getting the strangest urge to push although i felt like it was too early…. so i tried to stop myself from pushing but not being able to stop myself. For me it felt like when your retching… like your body just taking over and not being able to stop it. At this point i had been pushing for an unknown amount of time when my little ones heart rate started dipping to the point where the midwife was concerned so she buzzed for back up, as she did alarms started going off everywhere… and two of them had nothing to do with me and everything to do with another 2 women in need of assistance pretty much at the exact same time.

Time became a priority in what felt like 20 seconds the room filled with people running around and moving things and setting things up. I needed emergency assistance, the two other women were taking up the theatres so there was no where for me to go, they turned my room into an emergency theatre, i dont know if it was the panic of the situation or not but the diamorphine started to wear off. A consultant came in and was all dressed ready to intervene, i was going to have a forcept delivery. On my next push he was going to help me get my son out. The pain was incredible, the feeling strange and stomach turning but i didnt care my son needed to be born. The consultant said he needed to cut me to help get Henry out, i didnt care. On the next contraction a midwife pushed on my stomach i pushed with all my might and the consultant dragged my son out by his head.

Henry was placed on me for a few seconds but was quickly taken away and put on the resuscitator. He had a problem with his breathing and a suspected broken clavicle so was rushed down to neonatal where he would be well looked after.

Once my placenta was removed i wasn’t in any pain whats so ever, its all very strange…. but hey i guess that is mother natures reward for putting you through such an ordeal. The consultant started sowing me up and he apologised for being so rough with me but it really was a priority that my son was delivered asap, i didn’t care, i still don’t. Yea when i think back it does sort of make my skin crawl remembering the feeling of it all but it was to save my son… Id do it again tomorrow. The labour itself really wasn’t that bad and i will go into my next pregnancy with no fear of that… the drugs definitely worked! Which in itself must say a lot and give any expecting mother some hope.



Poetry – Life’s inspiration

This is one of the first poems that i ever heard and i instantly fell in love.

Self pity

I never saw a wild thing

sorry for itself.

a small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself

– DH Lwarence


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Our trip to Oslo

At the end of January I decided that I would be a very nice and generous wife and booked myself and Andrew a trip to Norway!

We haven’t been away together since our honeymoon 2 years ago so it was definitely needed. Andrew is rather sensible when it comes to money were I’m a little devil may care. As long as I’ve got enough to have a roof over my head and food I don’t mind not having spare cash in the bank, so I had to be a little bit sneaky. We have a joint bank account that both our wages go into so I couldn’t very well start booking flights and hotels and expect Andrew not to notice! Soooo I withdrew bits and pieces of money every day for my “lunch” at work and took a packed lunch. The money Id withdrawn i put into a spare account I have from my student days and he was non the wiser!

Deciding where to go.. On my own jeez I was nervous, Spain, Venice, Iceland… I wanted a memorable trip that wouldn’t cost the earth ๐ŸŒ

We have been to Venice previously so if we could go somewhat new that would be better and I felt going somewhere cooler would be different, I’d seen loads of holidays on groupon and Wowcher so thought I’d look at Iceland. Unfortunately it was a little more than I wanted to pay so scowering the Internet I found VERY cheap flights to Oslo, another search later I found cheap accommodation in a swanky hotel in the centre of Oslo perfect!

Eek one problem…

It meant Andrew would need the Friday off, how was I going to explain that?! Hmmm well after some quick thinking I came up with a plan! Andrews boss was on Facebook so I asked her directly if she would help me with my plan and she did! She even threw in some of her walking boots for me which I hadn’t even thought about!

Once everything was booked and I’d sorted out a hire car for us during our stay, I broke the news!!

Who wouldn’t love a surprise trip away?? Everything was booked and all he had to worry about was getting some walking boots to fit his size 12 feet!

I will write a more in depth post about Oslo itself tomorrow so please come back a read =)

Here are some of the pictures we took of our trip and it really was amazing! The fjords are beautiful and I couldn’t have asked for a better trip!

If you haven’t been to Oslo and it’s somewhere you would like to go one bit of advice…ย  Be prepared to buy food from the supermarket as it is massively expensive, we had a look at a few menu’s outside restaurants and meals were easily ยฃ20-ยฃ30 for basic ยฃ10 dishes here in the UK.






Superstore Manchester

To celebrate being a vegetarian for a whole week, myself, Andrew and my mother went out for a meal!

Andrew has decided that he is going to start eating meat again and but that he is going to make a real effort buying organic meat when possible.

I however have decided to carry on not eating meat. I don’t know how long this will go on for but I’m not in any rush to start again.

The only part I’ve found difficult is lack of choice in the town i work in. There is a gregs which alternative’s are egg or cheese… i know totally spoilt or Marks and Spencers and spend half my wage in there!

Anyway back onto topic! Superstore! I had the Superstore salad! It was the only thing vegetarian on the menu! It was pretty amazing tho! Andrew and my mum had the beef burger! It was huge and neither of them enjoyed it very much! Ha vegetables win!!


The menu itself is overly confusing. Its a mix between a tapas bar and a regular restaurant. Although there isn’t much choice, they also have a specials board but that was over by the time we got there about 6.30pm. It is rather expensive for what it is too.

Andrew and i have been before on a sunday and had a Roast dinner and that was much much better.

It was rather busy even tho it was a Thursday night and service was slow. The waiter did warn us about this but we decided to wait anyway, although Andrew and my wish they hadn’t bothered.


I guess we may just have had a bad experience or maybe they would have been better getting the vegetarian option like me! As i enjoyed mine!

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Watch “20 Questions! | HelenofManchester” on YouTube

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Day 2 meat free!

Ok so i want this to be 100% accurate and i dont want to lie about it.

Today both me and Andrew accidentally ate CHEESE that wasnt vegetarian… seriously!

For breakfast i had fruit and yoghurt.

For dinner i had a goats cheese and spinach panini with fruit and nuts.

Then we had gorgonzola cheese sauce over pasta and asparagus.

Gorgonzola being the culprit.


Why oh why is there meat in cheese???

We are adding an extra day onto the end for the over sight and are checking the labels and packaging of everything much more rigorously.

I just dont understand why they put meat in this cheese when stilton is vegetarian and is pretty much the same cheese?! If anyone knows the reason for this please let me know. Ive heard Nutella isnt vegetarian either is this true??? What kind of creatures are mushed up there?

This has actually had a surprising affect on me. Im actually disgusted… eating meat when i’m completely aware is one thing but putting it in things has kinda weirded me out.

Im not into that at all!

I kind of feel like I’ve fallen at thefirst hurdle but it was a complete accident so i have to let it go, if anything this has actually made me more determined!

Seriously not into meaty non meat stuff…


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