The Waverley Igloo!

Another really late post - need to keep a tab on these.... >.<

Anyway, some of you will have heard via this http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nIpEMIAwAEM that me and my Dad had started to build a rather special snow sculpture!

In a moment of madness, we decided it would be a really good idea to build an actual snow igloo in the back garden. It started out brilliantly, and we had a little system going to try and get it built in one afternoon.

Unfortunately, we never got it finished, as the snow has started to melt in the garden, and we didn't have enough time or energy yesterday to get any remaining blocks built :(

HOWEVER...

Next time it snows heavily, me and my Dad have plans for a slightly smaller igloo that we can get done in an afternoon, and one which could end up being a lot more stable too!

But in the meantime, as well as documenting the igloo-turned-snow-fort on YouTube, we got some pretty great pics too!

Check it out!

The igloo/snow fort

Proud Dad :)

At ease, snow soldier!

It really could have been a whole lot bigger than us!

No really! It could have been!

Even Mum braved the cold to have a look!

Even though we never got to finish the igloo, it's definitely clear that my family are suitably bonkers! 

Here's to the next time it snows... :)


P.S. Why Waverley? "Waverley Mount" was the old name for our house when it was first built in 1909!

Being The Change...

I'm sat in the lounge area of my flat watching Comic Relief.
In case you don't know what Comic Relief is, it's a UK-based charity that helps people in the UK and around the world. 

No matter how much I hear about the poverty and deprivation on this planet, it still shocks me to the core that much of the suffering that people experience could actually be prevented.

It also disturbs me that the world spends more on weapons than on the developing world.
That's more money on guns, bombs and destruction than on saving people's lives.

People die every day. That's a fact that is natural to us as a whole. But when children and adults are dying needlessly due to having no food, no clean water, no basic necessities in order to LIVE...dying from preventable diseases - that's what gets me angry.

You might be thinking, "what difference can I make?" or "it won't go to them, it'll probably end up somewhere else" - take that chance that it WILL make a difference, that it WILL go to help those in need.

I also need your help.
Not because I am in need myself, far from it in fact.

I need some ideas on fundraising - I plan to start after the Easter holidays (I have essays to finish!), and every single penny of what I raise will go to Comic Relief.
Either comment on the Facebook group (Pink, Purple and Dinky - The Official Group), below the post itself or tweet me on twitter (@Katylizzie1804) with your creative and innovative ideas.

If you are in the UK and you want to donate to Comic Relief right this minute, you can call 03457 910 910, text YES to 70010 or go to www.bbc.co.uk/rednoseday. Every penny counts.

Be the change you want to see...

A Day For Books!

I've always loved books.

Books are (usually) wonderful little portals which transport you to different worlds that you can open and shut as you please.
Well, unless you happen to become so addicted to a book that you can't put it down until you are absolutely positively sure that the book has finished.

Today was a particularly special day for book lovers and primary school children alike - World Book Day is something I took part in with enthusiasm when I was little, and if we had known that the other teachers were dressing up at placement today, I'm sure I would have taken part today as well.

Me and my sister both loved the Harry Potter series, as did many other children when the books started to invade the literary world. So, we both dressed up as Hermione Granger. Matching clothes, cape, etc., the whole palava. We even both happened to have quite bushy hair at the time too (this was around the time of the first 2/3 books and the 1st film!), so that worked.

Apart from the fact that Gemma actually wanted to be Harry.

She got face paint for the glasses the following year.

This year, one of the members of my class approached me and asked me the inevitable question: "So Miss Roberts, who are YOU dressed up as?"

As I've written a lot of long-lost short stories and things, and I'm trying to write my first full book, I decided to mention one of my own characters.
"Who's THAT?!?" exclaimed the child in exasperation.

You should have seen her face when I told her.
I've never seen a jaw drop so low.

In other news, I know I said this last time, but I'll be putting up some soundcloud stuff up soon. I've found some great music lately, and heard stories of successful and upcoming gigs, along with other exciting things! Congrats to Prefontaine on news that their gig in Nottingham went down well, and I believe there's a couple of events in York that I can look forward to soon that are music-related (more karaoke, anyone? :P)!


Should I tell you the other thing I was gonna mention?

Nah.
It's a good thing, don't worry.
But that can wait a bit longer.


*The feels.....* :3

Saturday Night Fever!

Hmm. More like Friday fever and Saturday's recovery :P

I haven't been too well recently (hence the DISTINCT LACK of post regularity), so as I was much better on Saturday, my flatmates decided it would be a good idea to pop over to the student union for a bit of a kareoke session :)

Sadly, they couldn't stay for the whole thing.
But I did.
And I actually sang!!!

I sang Adele's "Rolling In The Deep", which come to think of it was a rather difficult song, to be honest. When I got up to sing, I had to mention that the audience "might want to join in, because I'm a little bit nervous"!
Thankfully, they were all very supportive. And by supportive I mean banging on the tables to the beat and yelling the song out at the top of their lungs, whilst one girl decided it would be fun to dance on the stage whilst I was singing! Needless to say, it was an awful lot of fun!!

I think I'll definitely have to go back and do that again sometime! XD

Another eventful, yet probably not very important, milestone that I set for myself this week was the fact that I managed to finish 3/4 of a pint of cider for the very first time. Luckily my friends didn't have to walk me home, since although I became rather numb, I could still make coherent conversation and walk steadily.

I'm almost training myself for when my sister takes me out to the Nottingham pubs in Easter.
She won't let me get sloshed though, even though we're taking the bus.

Well. 
That's unless she suddenly decides feeding me vodka would be a good idea...