Wednesday, 22 February 2012

Blog Award HUZZAH !

The Splendiferous Helga ( has shared the love with me and has given me an award ! YAAAAAAAAY! 
The rules are –
-          Add the button to your blog
-          Thank the blogger who awarded you
-          Mention 7 random things about yourself
-          Pass the award on to other amazing blogs
-          Inform each by leaving a comment
OK, so 7 random things about myself.

1. I love marzipan and can eat it by the block.
2. I think J. K. Rowling is incredible and is my inspiration.
3. My ideal job would be a script writer for Doctor Who or produce an amazing novel. 
 4. I dream of being famous for something incredible.
5. I hate maths so much I could explode.
6. I sometimes wish I could travel in time to experience events that occurred first hand.
7. I drink far too much, but hey, I am a student. 

Also the 11 questions Helga has passed on to me are.....
1.       What is your favourite thing to cook?
I would say sausage and mash with gravy and vegetables. It is so friggin nom and I am a bit addicted to mash potato. I always have, my grandma used to say I could live off a diet of mash and rice crispies and I would be a happy girl. She’s not wrong you know.
2.       Cats or dogs?
This is a tough one actually. I think I would have to say dogs. I have always wanted a west highland white terrier (westie) since I was little. SO CUTE!
3.       Have you seen any of the Wonders of the World, natural or manmade?
Alas, I have not seen any. But once I am free from the restraints of lack of money and have the time to do it, I will be on it like a car bonnet.
4.       What book would you most recommend I read, and why?
I would have to say The Life and Loves of a She Devil, by Fay Weldon. If you want a FANTASTIC revenge story of a woman really getting her own back on a man for doing her wrong this is the novel to read.
5.       Have you any unusual talents?
Well, it isn’t unusual. I’ve been told I can sing. That’s about it and I don’t really believe it.
6.       Whose wardrobe would you like to steal?
I wouldn’t necessarily say I would want to steal anyone’s. To be honest I would like to get rid of a large chunk of my wardrobe and go shopping!!! Following lots of vintage blogs has made me want to join them, but I just need the boost to be able to do it I think.
7.       A film you have watched more than 5 times?
Pirates of the Caribbean. All of them. They are amazing and one day, I will be a pirate.
8.       Any phobias?
Needles and wasps. I feel a bit sick just thinking about them. *Shivers* I had a bad experience two years ago in hospital when a nurse stabbed my arm 7 times with a needle and I screamed FUCK OFF at her and ever since then I am awful with needles. I am allergic to wasps and they are evil creatures. EVIL
9.       City you would most like to visit?
I want to visit the wonderful land of Venice. Hop on a gondola and go for a tour. My grandparents have been and brought me back beautiful masks. I will go one day *sigh*!
10.   How many siblings do you have?
I have one mental older sister. I could not have survived my childhood without her. I love her lots and she is my bestest friend.
11.   What is your favourite swear word?
This is a tricky one as I swear faaaaaaar to much. I would have to say Bugger. A word I can thank Johnny Depp and Pirates of the Caribbean for. Oh bugger :P 

Right well the people I would like to pass this award on to areeeee.... 

Miss Le Mer over at A Rockabilly View (
Annie Pancake over at Annie Pancake and the time machine (
Ivy over at Ivy Back Chat (
The swashbuckling Pirate over at Crafty Pirate ! (
Check them out !

And my questions for you girls ARE....
1.Why did you start your blog?
2.If you were stuck on a desert island, what 3 things would you take with you?
3.What is your favourite drink?
4.What is your favourite colour?
5. If you could do any job right now what would it be?
6. If you could marry any celebrity who would it be?
7. Pirates or Ninjas?
8. Where is your holiday destination of choice? 
9. If you had a time machine when would you go?
10. Do you like pie?
11. I could think of another question, is this a pointless question? 

Hope you are all having a lovely day :)
Abbly xxxxx

Tuesday, 21 February 2012

SQWEEEE I JUST GOT A PARCEL !!! My first EVER blogger win!!

WOOOOOO! I am one happy happy girl :)!!! 
I just received a package from the AWESOME Helga (check her out here!!!
I entered her giveaway a few weeks back thinking that I would probably never win, but as the big lottery man says, You've go to be in it to win it!
I commented and to be honest didn't think about it, until I returned to Blogger and she had posted a video displaying I had won. In the video she called me Abblyfish Bottom, think I might change my name to that =P sounds cooler ! 
Here is everything I received .....
 This is what the postie gave me :) 
 A serious amount of bubblewrap. BUT it has kept me entertained for a good while. 
 I love this owl ring ! it is SUPER cute and will become one of my everyday rings I think. 
 A very cute purse that fits into my night out bag, so I can keep my change safe !
 A lovely carpet bag ! gonna make good use of it!
 A cute scarf, I have a blue top that this shall look smashing with it.
 Another handbag which is AWESOME! very happy! 
 Two lovely necklaces ! they are both very nice and me thinks I shall definitely make good use of.
I so happy right now, its been like Christmas ! 
Thank you Helga and your major amount of goodies.
Abbly xxxxxx

The Mr Darcy Complex 3. The Mother of all Hangovers

1.     3.  The Mother of all Hangovers

As I lay in bed clutching my hot water bottle and praying to God that I didn’t throw up I received a phone call.

“Abigail are you up?” Said a familiar high pitch voice.

“Hello mother, no, no I am not. That’s why I answered the phone,” I replied looking at the clock. It was 9.55am. Good grief why does she like to do this to me.

“Don’t get sarcastic with me young lady; I am outside open the door,”

“What! You’re here?” I replied falling out of bed. My hot water bottle thumped to the floor and I staggered to my feet, head throbbing with the pain of a hangover. Stumbling around attempting to tidy up random parts of my flat, throwing my shoes I wore the night before in my bedroom and flicking the switch of the kettle. I opened the door and there was my mother. She was wearing her usual dark blue jacket, high heels and sunglasses that made her look like an insect. It was a slight contrast to the pyjamas and mess of hair that I seemed to be fashioning.

“Well don’t you look a sight for sore eyes,” She said, peering over her glasses and brushing past me into the flat. “You do realise you live in what can only be considered nothing short of a pig sty”.

“Yes mother, I have been a bit busy with my research,” I replied, making the tea.

“Excuses get you no where Abigail. Now, how are things?” She said sitting down on the sofa and dismissively staring round my flat. Bringing the tea, I sat down next to her, praying this would be a short visit. My mother only ever visited me when it was an annual visit, she would come in slag off where I live, ask me why I am not married to a billionaire yet and for the billionth time ask what on earth I do.

“Everything is fine thanks mum. I am researching the literary and scientific theories that influenced Frankenstein and Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde for my A Level literature class and just generally getting along with life, how are you? How’s dad?”I replied sipping my tea and praying my hangover would sod off.
“Sounds thrilling,” She said, staring at her tea with a stupid disappointment face on. “Your father’s fine. He won’t listen to me about his cholesterol level sky rocketing, can you give him a call he might listen to you. Your grandmother is still mental and your sister is off in France at the moment doing a placement in some French hospital. So anyone new on the scene?” She always liked to get straight to the point of the conversation.

“No, no one new mother,” I picked up my papers and began to put them into order whilst also looking for some head ache tablet to get rid of my splitting headache.

“Oh I see. Shame. What happened to that man at the college?” she said.

“You mean Simon, the work experience boy, who was three years younger than me and was horrendous and wanted to glare at all the girls?”I replied

“Oh I see. Well let me know when you finally catch a fish as it were. Now, I need to go and have coffee with Jeanette and rub it in her face that your father is taking me to the Caribbean. Be good and tidy this place up, you won’t attract any men in this state young lady.” She said swishing her way towards to door. Opening the door for her she kissed me on the cheek, pulled out her phone and began to text like fury, probably telling my sister I still don’t have a man yet.

I really don’t think she will ever understand what it is like to have someone hurt you that badly. She met my dad when they were both eighteen and they just fit and mum was never allowed boyfriends before then. It’s quite sweet really, I would love to find someone who I can have that sort of a relationship with but I am literally never EVER that lucky. The men I seem to meet these days always seem bothered about short term flings. It also doesn’t help that sometimes, even if I am with a guy, insecurities rear there oh so very ugly heads once in a while. For example, when I was with Marcus, he had a close female friend who I thought was lovely, very down to earth and all round good egg. If I went away for anything I could generally count on her to keep him on the straight and narrow, even when he got drunk. I should have got the hints when he kept saying really stupid things like “Oh, your friend Twix saw me and Jen today have coffee, I think she thinks we are having an affair, how stupid is she!” He used to laugh it off, whilst it used to stick with me for ages. Why bring it up when I knew they were just friends? Why even use the word “affair”? I knew that he was close with his friend Jen, they had practically grown up together, yet when he began saying things like that jealousy rose with a vengeance. It has always been a flaw of mine, jealously and over protectiveness. I don’t know why but it was something I couldn’t hide. I tried to ask him about it once, he shouted at me for not trusting him and if I was jealous then how could we be together. It turned me into a wreck. I don’t ever want to go back there but I know that it will probably plague me for my future. As soon as I will get happy with a guy, BLAM! It’ll come back and bite me on the ass. This is why I sometimes wonder why I am plagued by the Mr Darcy Complex. I want to find the ideal man, yet I am pretty sure if I do he’ll run a mile.
After thinking for a seriously long time, I was snapped back to reality by the phone ringing. Leaping up in shock, papers flew everywhere. I launched myself at the phone before it hit answer phone.

“Hello?” I asked, attempting to sound alive.

My instinctive thought was it was another crisis and that I should either get a book to read or swiftly put the phone down. I am however not that mean.

“Calm down Twix what’s wrong?” I asked taking a seat.

“WELL, I asked a guy out to that Reading Rooms thing tonight and he has bailed on me. So I am stuck looking like Billy no mates and he is probably going out with some other woman because I am not perfect! Why do men always like the pretty ones?” She began to cry. Twix never liked imposing on people or asking people to do stuff, she always hints, and most of the time if she hadn’t already invited me then she would end up asking me to go.

“Oh Twix don’t cry, is there anyone else you could take? A friend maybe?” I replied, dragging this out for a bit.

“Well everyone seems busy. I don’t suppose you’re busy are you?” She asked with an element of hope in her voice.

“What time and where?” I asked, thinking about what to wear.

“THANK YOU!!! Oh you utter life saver. Eight o’clock, my house, we are going to a reading at the Reading Rooms, and then there is a buffet and such. I know a few talent scouts are going so it would really help my career take off. I owe you big time for this Abs. I must dash! Text me later dear. LOOOVEEE YOOOOOU” She shouted down the phone.

“I love you too,” I replied. I placed the phone back on the stand and my stomach made an almighty rumble. Back to bed for a sleep, then something tasty for breakfast, can’t be hungover tonight. Not drinking...much.

by Abigail Barton 

Sunday, 19 February 2012


Well Blogger it's been a while, what has been going on in my life thus far I hear you ask? *deathly silence*......WELL I have had a busy couple of weeks. Even though it has been a reading week, I have done barely any reading BUT I have kick started an essay or two so happy days for me....
This is pretty much how I feel right now. Ergh. 
But any way! I have been EXCEPTIONALLY lucky as I have been the PROUD winner of the lovely Helga's giveaway of two exceptionally fabulous vintage handbags!! HOW LUCKY AM I !! Very is the word :)! Check out her fabulous blog here -
This woman is a complete and utter babe !!! Thanks again love !
ALSO, My friend Vikki decided that for her 19th birthday she wanted to do a thing called Go Ape and also have a night out on the day of her birthday. Expensive but completely worth it. Now, Go Ape is not something for the faint hearted as it is basically running around in exceptionally tall trees harnessed minimally and in complete charge of your own safety (you are briefed on safety before hand so it's all good). I was really scared because as much fun as it sounded, death by zip wire was not my cup of tea. When I was there however, the adrenaline rush was great and it resulted in an amazing time. 
One of the MANY zip wires. 
An example of some tree top activities! 
If you get chance to go then I highly recommend it ! even if you are scared of heights, it helps conquer them and ALSO there is "easy" routes to take. 
Also, it has been Valentines Day. It's generally a panic day for me as I am not terribly sure what to get the other half even though I know him pretty damn well. It is a day where I always manage to convince myself that the present I have bought is utter crap. This year we decided not to do cards so that was fine and Dan's always been obsessed with my friend Liv's cuddly toy squishy cow, so I got him a Squishy Monkey which he was happy about so happy days ! The valentines present he bought me a lovely dress that I picked out, which was great as we had a night out to go to and it was LUSH! AND it was in the sale (my favourite word) for £7.00 from New Look so winner all round!! I don't have a great picture of it at the moment I only have pictures from the night out, but here ya go...
Me and Le Boyface. The dress is ace as it has a kind of sixties vibe and it has a light brown waist belt with it and I love it ! 
This is me with my friends Bex and Vikki, it was Vikki's birthday and this was when we began to sing Build Me Up Buttercup on Karaoke. After that we moved on to the night clubs and pulls some moves!
Well that is my life in a nutshell thus far. I apologies in advance if I don't get the chance to blog much, essays and dissertation shall be the bane of my life for a while. But, when I have a brief moment to breath I will be on it like a car bonnet and blog my booty off :)
How's everyone else's week/end been? I hope eventful! 
Abbly xxxx

P.S. If anyone loves me, make me a cuppa tea and bring it too me. I am feeling far to lazy to move 2 meters to my left to stick the kettle on.... I'm not lazy..... all the time...... OK I am a student but shush =P