Friday, 27 December 2013

If you liked it then you should have...

I hope you've all had a fantastic Christmas, mine was a quiet affair with a few family members popping by over the season and news that my little brother Daniel (who my son takes his name from) has popped the question to his now fiance and will, after a long engagement, be a married man!  

My brother Daniel, me and the children (last Christmas)
It seems weird to think that he's going to get married, I still see him as my baby brother, sometimes annoying but always the charmer though at the same time I see glimpses of him growing up and being a protector, he was brilliant when I was in labor with little man and any woman would be lucky to have him by her side in any situation.  I'm happy for him & his fiance and look forward to having a reason to wear something other than jeans and a t-shirt. 

I have to admit that life has gotten a little busy recently and thus I have had little time to concentrate on writing, or reading for that matter.  

I'm going back to work part-time in January, back in the classroom.  It's like starting at the beginning again, but this time knowing what I'm letting myself in for.  I've already had my fair share of 'energetic' classes.  My class this time around has a lot of children who have English as an additional language and if I'm honest I'm looking forward to the challenge.  I've also been working hard with my team developing our in school program for WKYW.

I know whatever happens in 2014 I'm going to try to make the best of it.  If I don't write anything before then have a happy and prosperous new year xx

Saturday, 21 December 2013

Goat Chelsea

I was invited to come for Brunch at Goat in Chelsea and thought it was the perfect opportunity to take the mother and kids out for a treat.  I had expected to dump leave the children in the supervised kids club for a while so that the mother and I could enjoy a little quite time.  Unfortunately the children's entertainer was ill and will not be back until the new year.

Goat is a lovely venue that offers 3 contemporary floors, downstairs (dine) and upstairs cocktail bar (drink).  We were of course in the dining area which has a lovely feel and large windows that let lots of light in and look out onto the local street.  Goat serves New York - Italian style dishes including stone baked pizza.  

The brunch menu is not extensive and consists of a small variety of egg based meals, though pancakes or ordering from the main menu offered an alternative. 

Mum and I had baked egg & lobster and the children had stone baked margarita pizza from the kids menu.  The egg was ok, but left us still feeling a little peckish.  Having tasted the children's pizza I would have preferred to have that.

The hospitality at Goat is fabulous and although there were a few problems; they ran out of milk, there was the sound of furniture being dragged upstairs and the children's entertainer was ill,the overall experience was nice and relaxed.  I hope to go back to Goat in the new year so the children can check out the entertainment.

I'd definitely recommend you give it a try. 

Our meal was provided complimentary for the purpose of this review, the thoughts expressed are completely my own.

Monday, 9 December 2013

Jumping hurdles

Today I did one of the things that has had me most nervous since the day I gave birth to little man, I applied to an agency for teaching posts.  I sent my application in the early hours of the morning and by 9.30am I had already received 3 calls from different agencies asking me what my preferences were.

What key stage do you want to work in?
How many days?
What daily rate are you looking for?
Are you willing to relocate?

Some of these things I hadn't even thought about, I just know that I need to get back on the saddle and take my metaphorical horse jumping over the obstacles that have caused me to fear going 'back to school'.  I had a mixture of satisfaction and absolute terror after having been asked if I'd like to go for a trial lesson with the possibility of a January start.  

My last experience in teaching was one that at times drove me into the depths of depression and at other times holds some of my happiest memories.  I never for a second stopped enjoying being in the classroom and around the children. I had fantastic teaching assistants and some great year group colleagues but what I didn't enjoy was the immense  pressure to meet invisible standards.

When I say invisible standards, of course every teacher knows that there are standards you must follow, strategies you must put in place, preparation, planning, marking, assessing, teaching to meet the needs of your whole class.  You must undergo being observed, attend training, be reflective in your teaching.  Nevertheless everyone that walks into your classroom, though they have the teachers standards as a reference, is looking for something different.

There is an invisible line in the minds of your observer that will get you a tick in that good or outstanding box and when you are in a failing school where management can't or won't support you to make sure you and the children are at your best that invisible line is more of a brick wall.

I'm used to challenging children, I've had more than my fair share of objects hurtled at me from across the room, displays ripped from the walls a couple of kicks and some 'decorative' language.  In fact I'm good with challenging children, they come in my classroom one way and by the end of the year, although still somewhat challenging, they have strategies in place to help them cope and learn better.  

When you just come back into work having been signed off the last thing you need is for a 'challenging' child to be transferred into your classroom rather than that of the year leader who although has tons of years more experience is suddenly, "Just not the right person to best meet the child's needs."  

As scary as it is to jump back into the world of teaching, there is nothing I love more than seeing a child develop and learn knowing that I have played a part in that process.

Liebster Award

Back in October the lovely Sara who blogs at mumturnedmom Nominated me for a Liebster award.  For one reason or another I didn't get around to writing my post then, but with the cold weather making me hibernate I have a little more time.

A Liebster award is a nice way for someone to tell you they like your blog and also to find out a little more about you and spread the blog love.  To paraphrase Sara, it's a good way for others to find new blogs and is sort of like a blogging chain letter.

I'm a bit confused about the rules but this is how I understood them

1. Post 11 facts about yourself
2. Answer the questions the tagger set for you
3. Choose up to 11 people (with fewer than 200 followers) to give this award to and link them in your post
4. Go to their page and tell them
5. Remember no tag backs

Ok so here goes 11 facts about me:

1. I was born in Barbados but moved to England when I was four.

2. I run a social enterprise called Women Know Your Worth that focuses on building up the self esteem of women in my local area through motivational workshops.  I have run this with my sister and friend for a year now and we received a community grant for it.

3.  I love reading whenever I get a moment and often get lost in true stories or novels with conflict and romance.  I love the classics like 'Jane Eyre' but I also love novels like 'The White Masai' by Corinne Hofmann and 'Memoirs of a Geisha' by Arthur Golden

4. I've been celibate for 3 years (since my 4th week of pregnancy) and don't plan on changing that any time soon.

5.  My greatest fear is drowning but I've snorkeled in Egypt and jumped off a boat in the middle of the sea in Barbados.

6. I love fudge and have done since I was younger which is why I got the nickname I use on twitter @fudgyann

7. I'm passionate about learning and everyone having the opportunity to have an education.

8. I'm currently addicted to candy crush and spend far to much time playing it on my phone.

9. I hate stepping on snails and will act like a child if I do happen to step on one.

10. I love to travel and might one day like to relocate so a country rich in culture and tradition.

11. I have a thing about monkey's and other wild animals, show me a photo of a baby monkey and my heart melts.
How can your heart not melt at this?

Now to answer Sara's questions:

1. How did your blog get its name?
My blog got its name because my daughter calls me mumma when she wants something and the first letter of my name is G.

2. What fictional character would you most like to meet?
I would most like to meet Mr Darcy from Pride and Prejudice.

3. Where in the world would you most like to live?
I would most like to live somewhere like Brazil or Morocco.

4. What is your dream job?
My dream job would be a criminal law barrister.

5. What is your favourite meal?
My favourite meal is Thai green curry.

6. What motto best describes your approach to life?
Show kindness and amazing things will happen.

7. What is your earliest childhood memory?
My earliest childhood memory is of arguing with my one year old brother about who's dad our dad was.

8. What has been your most important life lesson?
I have learnt to guard my heart, but not so much that I would never let love in.

9. What are you frightened of?
An unfulfilled life and what happens after life.

10. Are you a glass half full/glass half empty person?
Glass half full

11. How would you like to be remembered?
I'd like to be remembered as someone who made a difference and showed love in the process.

Now for my nominations, it's hard sometimes to work out how many followers a blog has so I have done my best to pick 5 blogs with less than 200 followers from my favourites.  Apologies if you have already received a Liebster Award but that just means I'm not the only person who thinks you're fab.  In no particular order here are my 5 choices :)

Trying for Sighs
A Patchwork Life
Living With Mr M & Les enfants
Tiger Tales
Make Me an Earth Mother

Should you want to take part here are my 11 questions for you:

1. What is the one thing you value most in your life?
2. If you could meet one celebrity who would you choose?
3. If money was not an option where would you go to relax?
4. Given the choice do you walk, cycle or drive?
5. If you have any, what is your biggest regret?
6. What is the name of your favourite film and why?
7. What is the best meal you've ever had?
8. How long have you been blogging?
9. What is you favourite quote?
10. If you could be granted one wish what would it be?
11. Which high street shop do you like the most?

Thursday, 5 December 2013

R.I.P Nelson Mandela

No words can truly express how inspirational and courageous Nelson Mandela was.  He lived a beautiful life and liberated millions of South African's from oppression.  He set an example of how peaceful protest and forgiveness can change a nation.  One thing that is sure his memory will live on in the hearts and minds of many.

He leaves behind a legacy to look up to, one that I hope will be reflected throughout the generations.

1918 - 2013

Wednesday, 4 December 2013

Morning - The Gallery

Tara has set the theme this week as morning.  Because we have been ill for the last couple of weeks our mornings have looked a little like this...

Head over to The Gallery and check out some more mornings.

Tuesday, 3 December 2013

Giving Birth Alone

Choosing who will be at the birth is a decision usually made in the early stages of pregnancy between both parents.  Not every mum to be wants her partner watching her lady bits stretch to the point it looks like it's going to tear (sometimes it does).  It is also true that not every father wants abuse hurled at him whilst his hand is squeezed into something resembling a discarded banana skin.  It isn't written anywhere in the rule book that a father must be at the birth...

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Monday, 2 December 2013

Forced C-Section

I've been a bit under the weather in recent weeks having caught a cold from little man that has somehow taken over my body so not only am I full of mucus but I have one blocked ear, a sore throat, back ache and a smokers cough, all in the run up to Christmas.  Instead of getting excited by the festive season and shopping for the gifts to make it special for the children my shopping basket is lucky if it sees anything other than cough syrup and soup.  I have however had plenty of time wrapped up on the sofa listening to news. 

I've heard countless news stories that have, in the least, had me shocked disgusted or saddened.  There were the deaths of cyclist Roger William De Klert and motercyclist and father of two Shawn Swaby which happened in my local area.  There were the 3 modern day 'slave' women 'freed' from a home in South London and there was the 11 year old girl who will become Britian's youngest mother.  All of these had an impact on me but the story that had me sick to my stomach from the moment I heard the headline was that of the Italian woman forced to have her baby removed by c-section and taken from her.  I don't usually swear but WHAT THE F*&K!

I thought it was horrible when I had to have an emergency c-section, I cried, I felt afraid but I knew this was what was best for me and little man at the time.  I can't even begin to understand what this woman must have went through when she woke up, likely in pain and unable to move very much with a catheter attached to her and in an unfamiliar environment only to be told her baby had been taken from her without her consent or knowledge.  As reported in The Telegraph, John Hemming MP said, "I think this has a fair chance of being the worse case of human-rights abuse I've ever seen.  She wasn't being treated as a human being."

I am praying there is a hell of a lot more to this story that the public is not yet privy to that can explain why having bipolar and a breakdown is reason enough to cut open a woman's body and 'steal' her child.  What kind of precedent is this setting?  That social services and the family courts can abuse women at will?  That people suffering from mental health issues don't need support but immediate punishment?  That the law is there to govern rather than protect?  

Surely, even if this woman were a danger to herself and her unborn child, there must have been another way.  There are services to help pregnant drug addicts and alcoholics that mean they get the support they need to have their child in as healthy a way as possible, but this woman who has a recognised mental health issue is forced to undergo a c-section.  Something is wrong here.  This story brings me to tears every time I think about it but whatever the outcome, I hope that justice prevails.

Wednesday, 20 November 2013


The theme over at The Gallery this week is nature so we took the time to go and enjoy nature in one of our local parks we used a few of Emma Tapp (Center Parcs Whinfell Forest’s resident nature expert and Conservation Ranger's) tips, our 2 favourites being to play outside and to learn from the best.

We chose Michael Rosen's 'We're going on a bear hunt' to read to Little Man which is fantastic for repetition and onomatopoeia and is one of his favourites.  Although the park is local to us, it is driving distance so we jumped in the car. 

To quote Robert Burns, "The best laid schemes o' Mice an' Men, Gang aft agley."

First unexpected happening, Little Man vomits all over himself, the one time I forgot to pack spare clothes #mummyfail.  Told the teen to catch little man's sick in the plastic bag we had our things in, including the camera #mummyfail.  The final unexpected happening, I've only been to this particular park twice in a friends car and didn't really pay attention to the journey therefore we got lost and had to turn on the SatNav #mummyfail

We did get to the park eventually and what a beautiful and inspiring park it is, we even got the teen to join in writing and she NEVER joins in, that's what autumn does for you :-)

So here is our autumn poem, the second to last stanza was Little Man's contribution and the last stanza, and most beautiful in my opinion, was written by the teen princess...

The Autumn leaves crumble 
beneath the soles of many shoes,
we watch them drift from tree to floor,
and wonder at their thoughts.
They gather on the ground,
each one a story could tell,
of the magic that they saw
before the season in which they fell.

They witnessed the birth of spring,
playful, honest, free.
They felt the heat of summer,
children playing happily.
Their colours changed
with the mood of autumn,
from shades of green to fiery red,
to bring a breath of warmth
to the season as it chills,
they light the path for winters music,
and prepare for Santa's bells.

The leaves go crunch,
the swirly, whirly leaves

I liken the leaves to soldiers 
fallen broken from the wars
disregarded and forgotten
taken for granted, trampled, torn.

This is my entry to the Center Parcs and Tots 100 November challenge. If I’m chosen, I would like to visit Woburn Forest

Head over to The Gallery to see some more beautiful nature posts.

Sunday, 17 November 2013

Listography - Favourite 80s Game Shows

Kates listography is being hosted by mums the word this week and I've decided to join in with my top five game shows of the 80s/90s so here goes...

Taking the top spot is blind date, which the teen princess has just informed me that she watched in HISTORY class, thanks for making me feel old princess :)  I found a great comic relief episode and have included it it here for you!

At joint first, but number 2 for the purposes of the list, is the Crystal Maze, this fun filled adventure game had me and my brother glued to the TV and arguing over who we thought would win.  

3. Family Fortunes, we were quite shallow with this one and always wanted the best looking family to win, no matter how clever the other family was.

4. wheel of fortune,  we loved this game so much that my mum brought the board game to play at Christmas.

5. name that tune

So that concludes my list, why not join in and make your own list or head over to mum's the word to see what other peoples favourites are.

Silent Sunday 17/11/2013

Wednesday, 13 November 2013

The Gallery, A younger me.

The theme over at the Gallery this week is a younger me.  I thought it only fair that if I am sharing a photo of myself I should include the children, they are of course younger variations of myself.  So here is my tweak on the theme.

Me, the princess and the little prince :)

Head over to the gallery and check out this weeks posts x

Sticky Fingers Photo Gallery

Tuesday, 12 November 2013

Breastfeeding Voucher, well okay then!

£200 in vouchers to breast feed?  Can that really change the culture surrounding breastfeeding?  

I came to England when my brother was already a year old so didn't see my mother breast feed.  Despite having never really seen anyone breastfeeding when I had my own child at 18 I didn't even contemplate bottle feeding.  I had nothing against bottle feeding, I just believed that breast feeding was the better option for me for a few reasons.  Firstly I wanted to build up her immunity,  secondly I believed it to be healthy and thirdly it was cheap and most importantly I wanted to make sure I could bond easier with my baby.  Admittedly these ideas of breastfeeding being healthier and helping you bond came from the books I was given at the time.  I wanted to breastfeed but the pressure to was a lot so much so that when my daughter was to tired to feed when she was born and her first feed had to be a bottle, I cried.  I felt I had done something wrong and that I was failing her.  I've written about this before here.

That was the first and only bottle feed she had.  Despite having felt under pressure I loved breastfeeding and the bond my daughter and I developed was wonderful.  She's at that teen stage now so she spends a lot of time engrossed in some teen phenomenon or another, but when she does curl up next to me she gets so close that I can just about breath, I sometimes even say to her, "I think I breastfed for too long!"

I suppose by offering a financial incentive women might be more persuaded to give breastfeeding a try rather than feeling pressured to.  I love that where I live they have breastfeeding groups and you're not made to feel like you're doing something alien when you openly breastfeed in playgroup.  However there is still so much that needs to change in attitudes towards breastfeeding, making it seen as normal, beautiful rather than strangers staring or pointing fingers looking at you like you should go and hide in a toilet or a corner somewhere.

I breastfed openly both when I had my daughter and with my son because I had brilliant support from my mother and family.  If more support is offered to help women feel confident breastfeeding then more women would probably do it.  

So my question is would the money be better spent in breastfeeding support?  Wouldn't it be better to make sure women have the information they need to make an informed decision?

Breastfeeding is a choice, it's a choice I'm glad I made.

Monday, 11 November 2013

Monday Melodies - Strength

Sometimes we find strength we never knew we had...

Video set to Whitney Houston I didn't know my own strength

I'm joining in with Monday Melodies, click on the link below to join in or to find out more.

Living with Mr M & Les Enfants

Monday, 4 November 2013

Time to Change

My daughter makes me proud all of the time but there are certain times when she speaks and the pride swells almost to bursting point.  One such time was this week when we were discussing a program she had watched on channel 4 about real life hospital incidents.  She came to me saying that she had to tell me about this show and how terrible some things in life are.  

Her concern was that not enough was being done in hospitals to support those with mental illness.  She found it disturbing that someone could go into hospital having tried to commit suicide and be bandaged up and sent home within a few hours, and if they were lucky they could have a 15 minute conversation with someone from the psyche team, no real aftercare.  In one instance it was stated that only if a person came back within two weeks they knew the conversation didn't work.  

Out of the mouth of babes.

Most of these people are at the stage where they are desperate to end their lives or so desperate to get help that trying to end there lives seems like the only answer.

After having discussed the show with her I watched it myself and one of the lines that stuck with me was, "It's from the wealthiest people to the poorest people and everybody in between."  Mental health issues do not discriminate and unfortunately the right support is not widely available to those who need it most.  

Those with mental health issues are still stigmatised.  One of the emergency call operatives said during the show, "I'm trying to spell schizophrenic, It's not politically correct to say mad is it."  We live in a society where people with mental illness are put into a box called mad and if they don't have the right people around them to fight their corner, are left there to rot, or pumped full of drugs that sometimes do them more harm than good.  

I'm not a doctor, I don't know the right thing to do, but I do know that more needs to be done to support those with mental illnesses and their families.  I've known at least six people who have because of struggling to cope with their mental illness have tried to commit suicide and sadly two of them succeeded.  I'm grateful for shows that bring awareness and I'm thankful that there are people, my daughter included, who recognise that something needs to be done.

I found the video below through the Time to Change website and thought it was a good one to share.
I didn't write this post because anyone asked me to, I wrote it because it is a cause close to my heart.

Monday Melodies #7

Had a busy day yesterday so my Monday Melody will now be a Tuesday tune and as the linky is now open the whole week that gives me a bit more time to explore my mood and get to posting.  Sorry I know this song can be a bit cringy but it reflects my Friday night feeling :-)  Click the badge below the video to find out more and join in.

Living with Mr M & Les Enfants

Saturday, 2 November 2013

Saturday is Caption Day

The family and I went to the Tate on Thursday and we decided to eat our lunch by the river, I took a sneaky photo as the were all engrossed in watching the birds.  I especially love the look on one of my nephews faces as he guards his sandwich.  What caption would you give this?

Mammasaurus - Saturday is Caption Day!

Wednesday, 30 October 2013

The Gallery - Halloween (My World Vision Lantern of Hope)

This week on the Gallery Tara's has aptly chosen the theme Halloween.  I never really get involved with Halloween; the dressing up, trick or treating or pumpkin carving.  In fact I had never carved a pumpkin until yesterday.

The reason I decided to carve one this year is because of world visions 'A Night of Hope' I was asked to support the campaign which they discribe as, "Our children enjoy the frights of Halloween one night a year, but for many children around the world there are real things to be afraid of. World Vision is fighting to make the world a safer place for young people vulnerable to child marriage, malnutrition, dirty water and more. Read more about how we helped Sylvia from Uganda escape child marriage at fifteen on our campaign page:

Carve a pumpkin as a lantern of hope to stand together with us and Sylvia to spread a message of care instead of fear."

What better way to carve my first pumpkin than to use the experience to bring awareness to a wonderful cause.  I would hate for my children to have to live in such fear, so my photo for the gallery this week is my lantern of hope carved by me the teen and the mini teen (little man thought pumpkin was t0o yukky to join in).

Head over to the Gallery to see some more Halloween fun.

Tuesday, 29 October 2013

Our first Duet

I may have blogged about this photo before, I'm not sure, but this is one of my favourite photographs of the teen before she became a teen.

Her excited grin as she clung to her rabbit in the early hours of the morning in a Spanish car park waiting for our coach to arrive and take us to Castell Medieval.  However it is not the memories of Castell Medieval that makes this special to me but the fact it was our first holiday with just the two of us.

Being only 18 when I had the teen I never had the chance to have the 'girls holiday' experience.  I holidayed with my family (mum, brother & dad if he could be bothered) and we always went back home to Barbados.  Not that I'm complaining, going to Barbados was then and is still a wonderful experience for me and time spent with my extended family but it was always one where I had to wait on other people to want to go somewhere.

When I decided on this trip Spain I booked all inclusive but we did not do the relaxed, stay in the hotel or travel to the nearest beach type holiday.  We would pack a day bag and jump on the train and head to whatever destination it took us, most days this was Barcelona.  We love Barcelona.

The memories that this photo brings me are of pure love,  I believe going on holiday is an experience that can really test any relationship and travelling alone with a child has the potential to be very stressful.  My princess made it a joy for me and we bonded more than ever which is why this photo will always be one of my favourites. 

I'm linking up with What's the Story and Magic Moments x

Sunday, 27 October 2013

Monday Melodies 28/10/13

The Teen Princess has been bugging me for weeks to listen to this song by Jessie J.  I have to admit that I do really love a bit of Jessie.  Her vocal range is awesome and having seen her at Hackney Weekend She sounds even better live than on CD.

So I've finally listened to it and the teen was right, It's beautiful.  It was written about someone who has dementia  If you haven't heard it already, you may have to open up in youtube but here it is...

I'm joining in with Monday Melodies click the badge to find out more x

Living with Mr M & Les Enfants

Silent Sunday

Saturday, 26 October 2013

Saturday is Caption Day

My little man is not too impressed when it comes to different textures, so exploring in the park is not always his idea of fun.  What is this face saying?

Mammasaurus - Saturday is Caption Day!

There was Cake

My sister and I took the children to feed the ducks and see the dinosaurs in Crystal palace park on Tuesday, it was  fun.  The boys laughed, we laughed and most importantly there was cake!

Friday, 25 October 2013

Dream Family Garden

"How do I fancy winning £750 to transform my garden into a fab family play area and be given the chance to test some of the best toys around for the next year?"  That's exactly the question that Activity Toys Direct is asking bloggers who want to become a play ambassador with them so of course I jumped at the chance!

I had asked the teen to design her dream garden but as things go with teens sometimes either homework, meeting up with friends or plain old "Not in the mood right now mum," got in the way.  Little man of course was much more receptive but I'm not sure you can make out what his ideas are from his rather fetching sketch.

My Garden as it stands is basically a long patch of grass with a shed and some trees thrown in for good measure.  I'm not great when it comes to the whole gardening thing and would rather sit in an ice cold bath than mow the lawn but when the weather is good, and someone else has done the mowing, my garden, bare as it may be, is one of our favourite places to chill.

My feeble attempt to mow the lawn before someone else stepped in and took over!

First on my list for my garden would be to invest £250 in an artificial lawn.  No mowing = happy mummy = happy children.  That's a double win situation.

As I'm not completely selfish I would make sure that a vegetable patch remained along the side of the garden because little man (and mum when she's in the country)  love a bit of gardening.  Nothing like growing your own tomatoes to get a toddler excited! So that's 3 wooden pallets at about £2 each some wood glue and a large packet of nails (£7.00) to turn them into raised bed planters plus £65 for compost and seeds.

Then for the fun stuff, toys!

At the moment we are storing a picnic table for a friend which little man loves so I would definitely invest in getting one of our own.  Activity Toys Direct have a great picnic table that doubles as a sand and water tray for £84.99  and I spotted some sand for £2.99 on the net.  

I'd wait it out on freecycle to see if I could get a table for us big people.

In this little family we are all a wee bit competitive, I used to compete in athletics, rounders and netball in my school days and the teen has so far competed in football, netball and cheer-leading.  We all love a good run around and think the TP Toys Garden Game set would be the ideal thing to keep us on our feet and at £38.99 you don't have to be a genius to work out you'd be getting a great deal.

Ready, Set, Go!

And of course we love to have the family around and this gas BBQ for £79.49 would be just the thing to get the party started.

And last but not least these...

The Axi Noa Playhouse at £185 and the TP Toys Activity play pack at £22.50, which would fit perfectly inside it.  All of that would leave me with a grand total of £8.04 which I would then use in the pound shop to pick up some sand toys and other bits.

I'd probably have to add some money to do all the things I want to do with my garden, but with £750 it would look something like this.

Plan made at

We'd also still have plenty of room for this...

What would you do with £750 to fix up your garden and inject some fun?

This blog post is an entry into the Tots100/Activity toys Direct garden makeover competition.