2012... Top tip: Brush your teeth in the shower, dance in lifts and bow to Sheiks

Good day to one and all,

I've clearly had more important things to be doing than blogging...mainly with a glass of wine in one hand and a G&T in the other. I have actually missed a good blog session. In my deluded head I feel like there are lots of miniature people are called blogs that wear clogs that read this in a little factory in my laptop somewhere before it goes out. Similar to the McCain Chip Factory advert apart from my blog is going through the same process. This also happens to be one of my favourite adverts: http://www.tellyads.com/show_movie.php?filename=TA13698

One of the most exciting places I've been since I last blogged was Dubai. 

Now I won't blame you for having a certain preconception of this desert Disney land.
 It was booked to serve a purpose for us, that purpose being December sun and that's all we hoped it would do. Instead it astounded me... yes I'm serious! Dubai is one of the most friendly, clean and architecturally stunning places I've been. We stayed at the Atlantis Hotel which is renowned mainly for its impressive positioning at the end of Palm Island. Here, I've never felt so relaxed, safe and generally spoilt. 

Our days oosed laughter, all day, everyday. If the Gin or the Rose wasn't cracked open by around 10:30am there is no doubt about it the waiter would of brought it over to our sunloungers to save us all clucking for our fix. 


If you do go to Dubai, I would hugely recommend you go to the Address Hotel Cocktail bar:
http://www.theaddress.com/en/hotel/dubai-marina  it's opposite the tallest building in the world (Burj Khalifa) and gives you the best view of the impressive building and fountains below from 65 floors up. I would add to this in my opinion the so called tallest building in the world seems a bit of a cheat to me...Similar to saying this is the tallest man in the world, yet he's wearing stilts. The building is massive but its finished with a huge never ending spire, that to me doesn't count as building?

Back to the Address Hotel cocktail bar, I think it's called Vu...the best cocktail on the menu is the Strawberry Blush. I tried them all, so I know this for a fact.
How were you still standing I hear you cry? After x 15 cocktails!? The answer is I wasn't. They should of saw me coming really, classic case of overly excited British girl, all dressed up on holiday in a nice bar with twinkly lights. My Mum had to "shhhhh" us to the plush private lift back down the marina where I got a second wind and we danced until 5am. 
By this time I was convinced every Sheik in a white robe was a prince, my friend still believes this is true, she took my advice on the "strict rules in the UAE" that every time you see one, you must pause immediately and bow your head until they have passed. Yes she believed my version of the "strict UAE law" and still does... she is actually a very intelligent girl. 
Of course she couldn't understand why all these Prince's were not interested in her? That might be something to do with the Strawberry Blush cocktails, freestyle rapping in the taxis and doing the running man as soon as the Sheik's (cough Prince's) had passed... very Kate Middleton #NOT

Top tip in a lift:

Something I need you all to do from now on when you're in a lift with a group of friends of family is: dance, freestyle dance until the lift stops; at which point you pause immediately, stand up straight with your hands behind your back and no laughing.
If anyone gets in the lift with you, the rules are; hands behind your back,  sway left to right slowly, in perfect sequence together. Priceless, please do it and let me know how you get on. Just for the record I can't claim this genius game as my own, it originated in Wales by a couple called Gary and Michelle.

So 2012, its finally here... I already much prefer 2012 to 2011, odd numbers and all that. 

Already though I’m utterly bored, bored, bored of everyone making out they’re on some sort of detox/budget/fitness drive/dry January. I don't know about you, but after all the indulging in December last month, I naturally don't fancy getting boozy, the shops drag out last season’s same old winter rubbish and are full of the dregs of the earth.

The whole January detox thing is an excuse for fatty’s also known as (bunty porkers) to feel better about themselves for a month, then the miracle 4 pounds they've lost goes back on in February. Same old, same old. You're still porky. Whatever happened to eating a little less/healthily and exercising...EASY.

Although I’m one of the biggest Christmas fan's around I'm quite pleased that its all over and things are back to normal.

Christmas for me was classic, filled with awkward family domestics, eating beef, turkey, chicken and duck all on one day and hearing how many sexual partners my Grandma has had. Yes it got that fruity at around 6pm on Christmas night.

Present tip: I got a dainty bracelet for Christmas from http://eveyevison.co.uk/Welcome.html bespoke handmade jjewellery from a very talented young lady based in Cornwall. Show her some love, her creations are being ripped off by the big wigs, if you see these things on the high street, she started it. 

Christmas eve was fun, my Dad has taken to the tradition of taking us bowling on for some strange reason. The bowling alley we go to has not been refurbished since I was about 3 years old. It's everything you would expect from a 1980's bowling haunt, fake lamp posts, carpet that looks like its been thrown up on and a bar area that is a themed old English pub (bearing in mind this is an industrial unit) Brilliant...fake wooden barrels/carts/snowy bay windows.

But for the first year ever, I didn't feel excited about Christmas, didn't feel into it... this is a bad sign, I'm worried I’m now getting old.

My top tip for YOU:
If you haven't tried it, brush your teeth in the shower. I sometimes get asked if I whiten my teeth, the answer is no. I put it down to brushing my teeth in the shower, try it, not only can you save time, you can jet wash your teeth on the power shower afterwards. Fresh!

Back to work with a bang for me, 2 days into being back I’ve been told I’m away for the whole of February on a tour. First stop Scotland, ouch. Don't get me wrong I’m half Scottish so should love the place however I'm not too fond... what’s to like about somewhere that's constantly cold, they talk aggressively, they say "just now" all the time and is stuck in the year of 1994. 

Of course parts are beautiful...me and Scotland just got off on the wrong foot, I blame my Father. I actually have very ugly feet, I'm pretty sure these are  the only Scottish in me. 

I'll finish on a positive the direct train line that can get me home without changing (god bless East Coast mainline) nice views and good cups of tea. How could I forget also the great Scottish Poet Jenna Walker
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 O and shortbread...up there with the greats in terms of a biscuit.

On that note, I'm going to get some shortbread.


P.S  I love Dubai, even if there are no trumpets allowed.