Tori: I just want you to stroke me!
Mummy: You’re not a cat!
Tori: No, but I am lying down.
Apparently the two are related…
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Tori: I’m just resting my coughs.
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We are at Maccy Ds. Tori takes a bite of a chip…
Tori: Mmmm! Tastes like strawberries.
Tori: I just want you to stroke me!
Mummy: You’re not a cat!
Tori: No, but I am lying down.
Apparently the two are related…
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Tori: I’m just resting my coughs.
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We are at Maccy Ds. Tori takes a bite of a chip…
Tori: Mmmm! Tastes like strawberries.
I can’t drive.
All my friends learned when we were seventeen but I didn’t want to. So I didn’t.
Now things have changed. Now I have kids and feel I need the freedom that driving brings. Plus it will make everything so much easier if I can drive myself to the supermarket to do the big weekly shop without having to rely on Caius being available if nothing else.
I got my provisional license last year but never got round to lessons. I have the DVD for learning all the theory and everything but apart from a couple of turns on it out of curiosity never really sat down to learn it.
Then Caius added me onto the car insurance as a learner. And I sort of forgot all about learning.
Then, suddenly I have a Theory test booked for next month and the other night Caius took me to a car park (of the almost totally deserted variety) and let me loose in Felix (our car).
I did lots and lots and lots (and lots) of figures of eight very, very slowly. Then I did a few more only very slowly.
We were there for almost an hour and in that hour I didn’t hit anything, I reversed, I worked out vaguely where the other side of the car was by driving through a puddle deliberately, I made it up to 15mph (scariest.thing.in.the.world.ever), did a teeny tiny hill start (it wasn’t much of a hill – it was a tiny slope between levels of tarmac), overtook a stationary lorry without scraping along it, survived being near another moving vehicle without dying of terror and accidentally did my first wheelspin.
Overall I came away feeling a little bit more confident that maybe I can do this without killing anyone or scaring myself to death.
Now all I have to do is learn all the theory stuff sufficiently to pass that test… in a couple of weeks time. I need to start using that DVD…
…help!
This was May last year…

This was the day before yesterday…

Arthur: Arthur love Mummy.
Mummy: I love you too. Can I have a cuddle?
Arthur: Ummmm… no.
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So back when the Super Early Bird Tickets went on sale I may have told Caius that I quite fancied going to BritMums. It was a moment of bravery/stupidity/brainlessness where I randomly believed for a few seconds that I was a brave, outgoing person who wanted to go meet people in ‘reality’ and have an adventure in London.
So Caius bought me a ticket and suddenly there was no way for not-brave, cowardly normal Carole to back out of the whole adventure. Now a hotel and train tickets are booked too so there is truly no backing out.
Which means I am going to have to start channeling that other Carole and speak to people and get myself out there. The first thing I did was get some MOO cards done for the blog, partly because I kidded myself I might need them and partly because I finally had an excuse to buy the pretty shinies that I have been eyeing up forever and ever.
But that wasn’t really useful in terms of calming my nerves or meeting people so now I’m joining in with the linky on BritMums to prove I am a real person…
Here we go:
Name: Carole – or Carole Heidi if you are my parents/grandparents/telling me off/being official or formal
Blog: Carole Finds Her Wings
Twitter ID: @caroleheidi
Height: 5’4″ and a bit
Hair: Er. Brownish. I don’t really know. It’s been dyed for the last four years and I have just stripped it for a break but the colour removal stuff made me more ginger than I used to be. It may be gingery, it may be brown – only time will tell…
Eyes: Two, blue/green/light browny. Depends on the light. I hate that question. I usually just say ‘grey’ for simplicity.
Is this your first blogging conference?
Yes. I have helped at a conference as part of the staff (ThinkVis) and attended Alt. Fiction 2010 with Liberty (a venture which resulted in the two of us coming home and starting our blogs!) but this will be my first Blogging Conference. And my first ever solo conference venture. Thus the fear.
Are you attending both days?
I am indeedy. Hotel is booked, babysitter is booked (Caius, I love you!), train is booked – Weekend away, here I come!
What are you most looking forward to at BritMums Live 2013?
Putting faces to names (and real names to Twitter handles!)
What are you wearing?
Not sure yet but it will no doubt involve bright coloured trousers because I like those quite a lot!
What do you hope to gain from BritMums Live 2013?
Tips about improving my blog and writing and hopefully some new friends.
Tell us one thing about you that not everyone knows…
Um. I used to keep a pet woodlouse in an Utterly Butterly tub in my bedroom. It was called Wilbur.
After finishing my 365 Project, I have decided that I’m going to take up a 52 instead. Slightly less pressure but more decision making – choosing just one photo a week is going to be a toughie!
This week I have decided on the following picture for the simple reason that it is hilarious.
We had been out for lunch and were letting the kids have a quick play on the activity set outside the pub. It felt like it was going to be stormy, warm and sticky with that damp charged smell in the air. All of that combined with lots of turns on the slide had a very amusing effect on Tori’s hair…
(Just as a point of interest, not only is this my first Project 52 post, it is also my 1,000th blog post here on CFHW. Wowee!)
Written by CaroleHolland
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