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Hey bloggers! woah. it’s been a while since I last signed into wordpress to type up a new blog. Apologies to all my affies – I haven’t exactly been active!
A weekend or so ago I flew to Dublin with my family to celebrate my Mum’s relatives 50th wedding anniversary.
Entertainment was provided by Nanna, who set the beeper off as we went through the security. We stayed in a best western which was Lush!!! I got off the plane thinking we were headed towards a tiny cottage!
^^^ Our room 
(took the pic on my phone, so it’s a little pixel-y 
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As always something has to go wrong after a great day; and it did! Nanna and Grandad ended up having a shouting match whilst the rest of us awkwardly sat in silence along with the rest of the diners in the restaurant. It resulted in Nanna storming off to the Ladies’ followed by Mum, so when the food came I was the only girl left and therefore had to search for the toilets (in a massive hotel!) to tell them the food had arrived.
So when I finally found the toilets I was pretty impressed with myself – remember I’m the girl who’s sense of direction is none existent!
I walked straight in to find that it was empty. Strange? But as I walk out and see THIS
sign I realise why they weren’t in there. And to add to the uber embarrassment two men walk straight passed me (baring in mind i’m still stood INSIDE the mens loos staring at the front of the door) they both shared a look which was my queue to disappear. Embarrassing or what?!
The following day wasn’t any better either. I’d been sat on a chair after a boring day of watching my auntie try tons and tons of clothes on in Marks and Spencers and some how managed to set off a ruddy fire extinguisher whilst leaning on the edge of the chair where, unknown to me, the fire extinguisher was also. safe to say i fail at life 
Mortified, I had to get up and go and tell a member of staff, who called a cleaner to clean it all up.
At Dublin airport on the way back to Manchester, it was my turn to set off the beeper at the security check. Even though you know you aren’t a bomber, you feel as if you have to let everyone know your not, so I put on a guilty smile whilst being patted down by the scary security woman. bad times.
Hope you all have a lovely week off (if you are in fact off like me) and also a shout out to my best friend Bronagh, who’s birthday it was last week – HAPPY FOURTEENTH!
Questions!
- What is the most embarrassing thing that has ever happened to you?
- Have you ever talked to someone thinking they’re someone they’re not? (e.g. once, I kept filling up the wrong shopping trolley, thinking it was my mum’s)
- What are you having for tea?
- Do you have a favourite colour (yes! I went for the boring one. just curious)