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Catfish and the Bottlemen at Aberdeen P&J arena.

Hi guys, as promised, an update on how our evening at Catfish and the bottlemen went last Thursday night, the second night in a week which we had an actual night out and stayed up past 9pm. Man, it was good but so, so tiring and I am fully suffering this week.

We booked tickets back in July after seeing them play trnsmt Festival in a muddy, and very busy Glasgow park which was glorious! As an anniversary treat to ourselves, we decided to get tickets to see them play their set once more at the new arena. So,here we are.

A Cold November night, we dropped Eleanor at Grandma’s and went for a drive to the arena for 7pm as doors opened at 6.30pm and it was set to be a busy one. Upon arrival we grabbed a drink, a gin for myself and a cola for Euan and just stood around people watching. We watched by the entrance as the masses arrived, loud and showing plenty of skin. Do I sound old? I’m no prude, and I often show a bit more flesh than what the normal standards are, however on a cold November night, fishnet cycle shorts and a thong bodysuit doesn’t exactly seem comfortable nor practical. What do I know?

Back in my gig hey day, we would wear our skinniest jeans, converse and maybe a crop top but certainly never had bums or boobs hanging out freely. It’s safe to say, we had an interesting spot for people watching as they entered the arena and ran frantically to grab and hug friends.

I wrapped up in my beloved house of sunny coat and wore a gold mini dress with a high neck underneath, no tights.. Ooo eeeer, but certainly no body parts other than some knobbly knees were on show, at best you’d catch a glimpse of my calve if I happened to allow my coat to become undone, as it was freezing, that wasn’t really an option. For a big arena, it was stone cold, a little heat wouldn’t have gone amiss.

Anyway, soon after getting the drinks in we were approached by a staff member who invited us to join the vip lounge area with warmth and a mini bar to ourselves, obviously we skipped the crowds and ran up the stairs. Slightly disappointed in the atmosphere I must say, there was perhaps four others in the area, the bar staff were a little slow and there were no snacks. What do you mean no snacks? Underwhelmed and hungry we went back down to battle the crowds and queue thirty minutes for a portion of stone cold, stale fries with a miniature helping of ketchup. If I wasn’t disappointed at the vip area, this really upset me.

It reached 9pm and we welcomed the guys to the stage with Helter Skelter blasting, awesome. We stood near the back to avoid any drinks being thrown over us, mosh pits and the inability to see due to having people surround us. At 5ft, it’s not hard to tower over my Husband nor I. We had the perfect spot to watch and enjoy while being comfortable.

Though the bass was a little off to begin with, we got cracking and into the full album set lists. Catfish and the bottlemen belted out classics such as Kathleen, seven, cocoon, twice. I’m not sure what my favourite was that they played, perhaps seven. I’ve always loved that, or maybe twice? Argh, it’s impossible to call. I enjoyed it all, okay??

My legs were going and my fingers tapping along to the beat, I was in my element. Live music, my best friend, I was feeling at peace actually. Its nice to let go and forget about the world for a while, to listen to live music and become so wrapped up in the moment you actually have a chance to forget the bad stuff.

Each song was to perfection, every move was in time to the music and there was little I could fault about the music, or the atmosphere when the music began to play. Just as they were at trnsmt, brilliant. I can’t fault these guys really, I’m bisaed but I love them and each and every song from both albums. We may have waited a whole for this but it was an anniversary night out worthy of waiting for, so much so that we stayed the whole set and didn’t even run off early to beat the crowds, though we were quick to it and got to the car before people started staggering off out into the night. If there’s anything I hate, it’s drunk people in large groups. Yep, I’ve confirmed, I’m old.

Obviously, as it would be rude not to, we stopped past the McDonald’s drive through and picked up a late night dinner and Im delighted to tell you, the chips were great and absolutely not stale or cold. Amen. Next up, a night of recovery followed by a family wedding on Saturday with our mini me in tow. Stay tuned, I’ve lived the week to tell the tale at least.

Keren.

Lemon Drizzle cake

Hey you lovely bunch, having recently made THE BEST lemon cake yet, I thought I’d share my recipe and method – don’t say I’m not good to you. Here’s one all the family can enjoy.

Ingredients

  • 225g unsalted butter, softened
  • 225g caster sugar
  • eggs
  • 225g self-raising flour
  • finely grated zest 1 lemon

For the Icing drizzle…

  • juice 1½ lemons
  • 85g caster sugar

Method

  1. Heat oven to 180C/fan 160C/gas 4.
  2. Mix together 225g softened unsalted butter and 225g caster sugar until pale and creamy, then add 4 eggs, one at a time.
  3. Sift in 225g self-raising flour, then add the finely grated zest of 1 lemon and mix until well combined.
  4. Line a loaf tin – I don’t line my tin but I put butter all around the inside to make it easy to remove. Spoon in the mixture and level.
  5. Bake for 60 mins until a thin skewer inserted into the centre of the cake comes out clean.
  6. While the cake is cooling in its tin, mix together the juice of 1 ½ lemons and 85g caster sugar to make the drizzle.
  7. Prick the warm cake all over with a skewer or fork, then pour over the drizzle – the juice will sink in and the sugar will form a lovely, crisp topping.
  8. Leave in the tin until completely cool, then remove and serve.

My inspiration was from the BBC good food website and I have chosen to share this recipe as I have found it to be the best yet for baking lemon drizzle with, a real tasty treat for a Autumnal day in. Love, Keren.

Family baking on a Sunday afternoon.

Hi guys, it is Sunday all over again with us. Euan is back home from. A trip out to sea and the family is reunited once more. Most excellent, I am always at my happiest when we are all together and taking g in part in some family fun. After all, life is too short to have anything but fun.

As it is the end of January, the bank balance has hit a bit of rock bottom and what we can do with limited funds is well, limited. Trying to stay positive through January to beat the blues and continue to have fun together.

What’s on the cards today? Well, it’s been a slow paced one with us, going at a rate we can cope with and taking it easy. I’ve had a few gins over the weekend and we have had a couple of walks, a trip to the farm which I will share later and are now onto something late afternoon baking after a wee snooze.

Sunday is essentially my favourite day of the week and definitely a day for family time. We picked up a gluten free cake mix while out shopping which makes around twelve fairy cakes and have set about mixing this up for an after dinner treat. Mm, I don’t know what I love more the dinner or dessert?

Anyway, keen to get all three of us involved, we picked up a set of fairy wings for Eleanor as we are making fairy cakes after all, and got the cake mix set out, added a egg and butter, mixed it together with a little help from Eleanor and a helping of cake mix over each of us. Oh, not to mention the floor. Baking with a toddler even the most easy of bakes becomes somewhat of a circus act.

Ta-daa, a few short minutes later, I spooned the mixed into cases, shamelessly licked the spoon and into the oven they went ,ready to bake for around fifteen minutes. During this time we will get the dog fed and go on a walk while they cool off, ready to decorate later.

Eleanor will have fun I’m sure, probably a bath will be calling soon after but not before we get to devour some cake together. It will be an early one from us as I’m back to work tomorrow while Euan has the day off with Eleanor. I’m ready to spend the evening snuggled up on the couch watching a movie before Rolling into bed with a stomach full of fairy cakes.

Happy Sunday, hope everyone is having a good weekend, I sure am.



Love, Keren.

Valentine’s Day planning.

Before leaving on a work venture for the best part of January, Euan surprised me with news of a Valentine’s weekend trip to Glasgoe for some shopping, live music and good food. Perfect, I was..I mean,I am delighted.

As a couple, we love Glasgow and make time to visit yearly. It’s a City where we have so many memories and essentially fell in love in the first place. From drinking grappa at Jamie Oliver’s, to karaoke with strangers in a pub I’ll never remember – we always have a blast whike visiting.

Visits these days tend to be more tame than a wild night out but it suits our lifestyle just fine. We enjoy dining out, having a browse of the shop selection and going to music gigs. In this instance, we are off to see CHVRCHES which I am really excited for. A long time fan since the first album, I’m hoping for good things and have high expectations.

My Husband is pretty good with booking gigs for us to go to and even more so with his hotel selection, we’ve not stayed anywhere terrible yet and we have stayed lots of places over the years. I’m really keen to go back to Glasgow once more and look forward to catching up with all our favourite spots and shops (ahem, urban outfitters).

A trip away just the two of us on the most Romantic weekend of the year will be perfect. It’s so important to take time out together and remember why you fell in love. It’s nice to be able to get out from Parent duties, let our guards down and get a bit of time to relax and enjoy a nice cocktail or two.

To eat alone while at a restaurant without having to pick up spoons from the ground, wipe food from your clothes or have your child pull at your hair in a plea to escape from the high chair is something to take full advantage of. We don’t often head out for meals at home as the reality of having a toddler and sitting out to eat, is not a very pleasant experience. You rush food, you get stressed and all bothered and to be honest you leave wondering why you ever thought it would be a good idea, or at least on my case this is how it goes.

As we head to Glasgow soon , I’m looking for an insight on restaurants to try, pubs to spend some time sitting in and even cocktail bars to sample if the mood takes us! I don’t know how we will work out way through everything I would like to do in just a short twenty four hours but, I’m keen to give it a shot and make the most of the time we have.

Who said I can’t drink ten cocktails In ten minutes? Right? Well, that said I can barely drink one in a hour so yes, ten would be a push but who knows, of I’m feeling it, I’ll really make a go of it. Anyway, any recommendations of haunts to stop by for a nice meal or some leisurely drinks please do send your recommendations my way, I’d love to hear them.

We like anything quirky, something with a spin to it and a relaxed but plesant atmosphere. Nothing too busy nor too loud (I am not a teenager anymore and crowds bother me). Certainly no place where you spend half an hour queuing to get your orders in, we don’t have the time for that.

Here’s hoping I can pull together a light intinery or magical places to visit and enjoy some live music in the flesh. What’s on the cards for your Valentine’s Day?

Keren.

New Year? New resolution.

Ah, Hogmanay, you came around fast! Yes, that’s right, we are at the time of year again where we make peace with the cards that were dealt, the resolutions we didn’t keep up and the diet we failed. Yet, here we are, making more resolutions we won’t keep, signing up to the gym we won’t commit to and making plans that won’t happen. 2018, you’ve been alright but it is time to wave goodbye and move on.

This time a year ago, I was sat on the couch with my young baby and waiting for Euan to get in from work, it feels as though the New Year was just mere weeks ago, I’m stunned to be seeing the end of 2018 so soon. I suppose as it’s the time of reflection and looking back, I will join in along with the crowds and share my cliche resolution, though this is something I don’t plan to quit on and I want to follow through, not just because of the New Year approaching, but because I feel as though I owe it to my friends, family and myself. I’m going to start the New Year not with a BANG nor great deal of excitement and ‘I wants’ but with a sense of giving, generosity and kindness. 

There won’t be no partying until 5AM here, I’ll be comfortable and cosy at home with my family, playing with my baby on the floor, drinking a hot chocolate with marshmallows and watching a Christmas DVD with the last of the Celebrations. Years ago, I’d be horrified at this idea of the New Year but I’ve come to be quite at peace to be at home and with my family because that is after all what makes my heart happy and I’d not have  it any other way.

My New Years resolution is to be more kind and generous. This year I have received a great deal of kindness and patience from those around me and now, I want to give back a little. No, this isn’t just another cliche or something to take lightly, moving forward with life as one must, I am stepping into a New Year with a new perspective. I’m going to consider others and act with kindness this year, It’s not that I am unkind, mean or greedy but I just want to give a bit more and to feel at peace doing so. 

My Mother is such a kind woman who thinks of anyone but herself and though this trait comes with it’s own faults and downfall (think disappointment for instance) I want to share just a glimmer of her kindness and to be more people orientated, to consider and cherish others more than I do of myself. I’ve come to realise I don’t need anything and that pleasure in life comes from the little things like making others smile, sharing a meal, taking a walk on a beautiful day, watching my baby grow and play. Happiness doesn’t come from things nor greediness, happiness comes from within to those who seek it. 

I’m moving forward into a New Year as myself but working on being a better version of myself and if I can bring a little joy to those around me in the process, I’ll treat that as having been successful in my resolutions. I don’t have many hopes, aspirations or dreams for the pending year, I just wish to become at peace with myself and to bring happiness and love to those who I love. Oh and Euan, if you are reading this, I’d like to have a baby and a Yorkshire terrier to add to our wee family…just saying. 

Please god let me have a teacup terrier. Alright, enough. Now that I’ve shared my resolution, how about letting me in on yours? Anyone have any hopes, plans or aspirations for the New Year?

 

Keren.

My Bridal style.

Hi again, as previously mentioned I am now writing as a married woman, a little crazy, right? Seems that it wasn’t so long ago I just started dating, Euan and now here we are. A home, a baby and a marriage. Life can be a funny thing and take you in all directions. Some you, I, didn’t even think were possible. I’ve always said I’d be open about our wedding arrangements, the day, the looks, the photographs, so here I am writing this blog for you all at 11.04pm as everyone else sleeps.

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I’ll not dive right into the whole Wedding day round up right now as it would be impossible to put it all down and give it justice with my words. I’m still trying to process the whole day, the hype and buzz around it all and I am trying to get used to being known as a Mrs, or a wife.

I’ll start off the batch of my wedding day blogs lightly, I’d like to share with you some pictures of my bridal style. Not your typical white wedding. Not quite the pristine Bride and not very traditional but I made my wedding day my own and composed my look in a way that fitted around my personal style.

I opted for a yellow dress, yes, yellow. A high street gown In my favourite colour with a cowl neck, low back and a side split up the leg. Ankle grazing in length and a satin material. There wasn’t much to my dress, it was sleek and simple. A classic cut and classic style. The colour spoke for itself. I teamed my dress with some glitter gold fingernails and a bouquet of lillies and foilage. Again, keeping it simple and classic.

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Worn with a champagne faux fur stole which I bought from an etsy store and accessorised with a blue brooch my Mother purchased for me. Along with my stole, I accessoried with some chandelier rhinestone earrings with a hint of blue and a rather large, rather shiny tiara which matched the earrings perfect.I had a garter but I chose not to wear this as it was noticeable through my satin dress and gave the effect of a lumpy leg.

The earrings and brooch worked with the whole something blue carry on and the tiara made me feel like a little bit of a Princess, even though initially I wanted nothing that would draw attention or cause a fuss. Here I am on my Wedding day wearing a yellow gown, and accessories that would blind you if you caught them in the light. You have to laugh at the irony.

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_20180905_020109I wore Carvela rhinestone shoes in a grey/silver tone with painted red toenails to finish off my look. Block heels and an open toe sandal, my perfect cinderella slipper and no toes were harmed while wearing them throughout the day, something I was very conscious off. Who wants blisters? Especially before embarking on a Honeymoon full of walking. Not me.

With my hair I was torn between an up do and wearing my hair down. So many hair styles, so little time. The night night before we married, the night before my hairdresser appointment, I played around at the hotel and decided to go with a hair up style. It was around midnight, I’d had some champagne and I was downright tired. The decision was made, I’d settled for the option of a good sleep over countless hair tutorials.

A low bun with no strays. The decision wasn’t easy, but I wanted a look that would be hassle free and require little maintenance throughout the day. An up do also meant that I could secure my tiara and it would remain in place (with the help of a dozen hair grips and spray).

 

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With a baby who lowers to grab, pull, you name it and a September wedding with unpredictable Scottish weather, I didnt want to leave my hair down and risk looking as though I’d been dragged through a hedge. I wanted to have wedding photographs that would do the day justice after all, you only get married once, believe me, once is enough too. I was shattered by the end of the evening.

For my make up look, I contemplated doing this in my own but opted for a full face of make up to be done at the local hairdresser salon, Linton and Mac. Boy  I’m glad that I did, I’d have never pulled together such a look on my own. My make up turned out just how imagined. A light coverage of foundation, a dewy glow with a hint of bronze and a gold smokey eye blended with light brown shades.

I opted against false eyelashes and went for mascara instead to give a less harsh effect, and finished off with a pink lip. Initially we tested out a nude lip but it was just too plain for the desired effect and blended into my skin tone which I didn’t want. It just didn’t look quite right but the pop of pink worked wonders.

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I left the salon feeling totally over dressed and done up for a Tuesday but delighted with how my hair and make up had turned out. I walked back to the hotel feeling shy, my make up was extreme in comparison to my usual two minute fix up job and I thought that everyone was looking at me, after all it was a Tuesday morning, not exactly the timeof day for a Saturday night glam session.

I can’t thank the girls enough for helping to fix me up and I can’t imagine a better team to have  chosen to help with my Bridal glam. Plus, the glass of prosecco at 10AM gave some Dutch courage and went down a treat. Prosecco at 10AM by myself? Perhaps shouldn’t make a habit of that or announce it as public knowledge. Anyway, 1000 hair grips, a tin of hair spray and an hour later, I was good to go. Thank you Linton and Mac for a great Morning pamper.

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Overall, I completed my look with a rhinestone birdcage veil which I fixed myself before headed to the suite to marry. I feel as though my Bridal style was quite 1920s flapper girl, and I pulled it together just as I wanted. Certainly not my every day style, nor something I could rock on an average day but on my Wedding day, I got to rock whatever the hell I wanted and I decided to go big or go home on the sparkles. I certainly wasn’t going home, it was an all out sort of day and I’d do it all again in a minute.

I can’t imagine myself ever having been the bride in the white dress with the bouffant blow dry. I done things on my own scale and I felt pretty damn amazing. My dress was ruined by the evening, with Eleanor spitting her medicine onto me, drool, you name it.

I was kneeling on the floor, playing with my baby and hitting the cake way too hard. I hardly held my bouquet, my faux fur got stashed under the Pram and forgotten and my tiara was a little lopsided by the end of the day. My high Street yellow dress had served me well and I had the greatest day. It wasn’t about looking perfectly polished or smelling of roses. It was about becoming a family with my family and close friends around, the meaning of our marriage is much deeper rooted than the dress ever could be.

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As a Mum of a one year old, I expected no miracles and even as a Bride, I was still very much on Mum duty. My tiara may have fallen but my smile never once did. Can’t believe I’m saying this but I am. Now a Mother and a wife. I share the same name as my Husband and Daughter and I have high hopes for our future as a family.

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Lots of love, Mrs Ross (I had to) x

A stay at the Japanese suite: The Carmelite, Aberdeen.

Ah, my first blog as a Mrs Ross, seems strange to write that down actually. I don’t know if I will become used to being a Mrs, or even a Ross. Wow. I thought I’d write a little blog about the stay at the Carmelite Hotel where we had our wedding meal and reception. I mean, it was too good of a stay not to write about to be honest.

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After a busy day on Monday, running around all over, tending to Eleanor and getting the wedding plans finalised, we were all set to check in to the Carmelite in Aberdeen for two whole child free nights. Unheard of! I was on a high and the excitement (and champagne) was flowing.

Having checked in at around 7pm,we headed out for a quick spot of dinner at a local burger joint to get some veggie burgers and fries; quick, easy and substantial enough to fill our tummies until breakfast.

Upon heading back to the hotel we had free reign and access to the reception room that our wedding was to be held in. A short spell was spent getting the room set up and organised. Slight decorations, blowing up balloons, you know the sort. Once completed and having the table set, we headed to the Japanese suite.

We viewed the suites back in January and decided to choose the Japanese suite as our wedding suite. It was warm and cosy, large and had a massive bath to soak in. I’m not going to lie, the bath was the selling point. With living in the flat, we don’t have a bath and it’s the one thing I really miss. Euan too.

First up, we got some music flowing, cracked open a bottle of champagne that we received on our engagement and went for a big soak in the tub with lots of bubbles and a lush bath bomb. Butter bear to be exact. It was a night of pampering and chilling out. Looking back over the years and preparing for our wedding day.

The suite was kitted with robes and slippers and some sweet machines, brilliant! Having a few champagnes too many we were chilled out and ready to head off for a big sleep. Probably the best sleep we have had since Eleanor arrived.

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At breakfast we munched down some Cereal and scrambled eggs on toast, washed down with coffee and refreshments. The breakfast offered everything that you could need, as did the suite.

The suite made for a really great wedding stay and has definitely made our time at the Carmelite so memorable. I can’t thank the team enough for the hospitality and the care that they provided. The room provided us with a comfortable and calm environment to wind down with on the lead up to our wedding. I had the most relaxing stay and would definitely return. I can’t soeka for Euan but I’m quite sure he would jump at the chance to return for a stay in the suite.

Though this is no review by any means, I’d highly recommend a stay at this hotel if you are looking to stay central in Aberdeen. It has everything you need, great food, excellent service and homely rooms with good sized baths to lay and soak after a hard day. What’s more to want? By the time we had left after a short 12 hour stay, I had three baths. I’m not kidding either. Most excellent, cheers 🥂 .

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