New journey – come and start with me!

Hello lovely bloggers and readers!

I am looking for children’s book lovers, who would like to make a difference with me this October!

I am starting a fundraising project for a charity, which supports children with autism and focuses on early intervention!

All you need to do is to order a Useborne book of your choice with me, so I can donate half of my commission to a charity. Becoming a Useborne organiser is a new opportunity for me, how to make a difference and I would love to have you on board!

It is a wonderful project, but I can’t get started without your support! I love supporting a good cause. My husband, our three year old and myself took a part in a running event and raised a few pennies for Brest Cancer Now this summer! Let’s not stop there!

Please let me know if this sounds like you! The team members of this amazing charity – The Transforming Autism Project – are giving up on their bad habits in October as to raise some money! Let’s give them a little reward and let’s bring a little sparkle in children’s eyes with these beautiful books!

It’s not a diet. It’s a new lifestyle..


In this post, I would like to share a great cookery book I have purchased a couple of weeks ago..If you make only wise choices the older you get — keep reading & welcome to the club!

A couple of weeks ago, before I made my smart decision about starting a new and healthier lifestyle, you would find me in the kitchen fuming, pulling my hair and looking pretty much annoyed. I literally hated cooking. It’s a skill – survival skill. If you don’t want to spend fortune on take away and unhealthy meals like me — you just need to cook whether you love it or not. And in my case – not always very healthy choices.

I am not a super active person – a mum to a precious little girl, loving wife and working from home with occasional trips to the office – nothing extraordinary..But without a good and healthy diet and a bit of exercise – I wouldn’t fit into my summer dress next year anymore.. There was time for a change…Since I bought my new cookery book – I cannot get out of the kitchen. I am on fire with tasteful & healthy meals. I love it. I truly enjoy it. I guess the amount of energy I have makes it so attractive..Or maybe the great feeling  I have about myself..Or most likely the pride when my loved ones enjoy the meals too.. One or the other but this for sure: It’s not a diet. It’s a new lifestyle.

The cookery book: The Doctor’s Kitchen

The author is experienced NHS doctor, who shares his own story and how healthy food improved his own heart condition. It’s a wonderful cookery book and I would recommend to follow this author on Instagram too.

In my next post, I will share a few recipes from the book and how much I spent on ingredients in a week – I was extremely pleased..

Happy cooking!

Family Run For a Charity

Plant a tree..Do something good..If you see someone falling, try to help them to get up..Give a warm smile..Support a charity and much more..

It’s meaningful and makes me feel good..It helps where help is needed..

My husband, our three year old daughter and myself are supporting a charity event this weekend.

If you would like to support a charity and do something good, feel free to join us if you live locally or please visit this fundraising page..We are helping to raise money and try to help those who may desperately need it. Thank you very much!

The link: Just Giving – South Herts Breast Cancer Now

“Watching ants..”

Enjoy a short fiction with pretty much realistic discovery  – including some tips on relaxation techniques and facts about ants! 


Supposing that places don’t possess human spirits, this forest could earnestly have one. It’s a magical zone where leaves gently touch my face..And where wind whispers sweet words in my ears..Every time I return here, the trees seem to be greener; sky brighter and my soul happier. Wouldn’t be ideal to live here? I murmur to myself and remain observing ants.

This little insect searches everywhere for resources to build their own home. Watching them reminds me when I was sipping a skimmed latte in London last week and wondering why people were running all directions. One could think they were trying to evacuate the streets. But what looked like a chaotic scene, was just a typical day in a big city.

But frankly, we can all learn from ants. In fact, ants are great team-mates and purposely support each other. I am one of those stubborn forever knights who are too proud to ask for help or a piece of advice when they become stressed. But that’s just immature. It’s healthier to release stress, right? It’s easier to work as a part of a team. It’s much nicer to be a team-mate to someone who needs to be supported.

“The best ideas come when we are away from our desks.” Let’s create our own green forest or peaceful zone and learn how to relax. For inspiration, read this article about relaxation techniques here

And what else can we learn from ants? Please read a wonderful blog post written by Diana Quartey here

Baby socks and Easter bunnies

Wondering about Easter decoration this year? Here comes one tip – in a form of a short fiction as Fabulous Read loves writing!

“Mum..Can we make Easter decorations, please? A little girl asked her mother.

“Sure we little princess.” Her mother replied.

With a green coloured paper and scissors for kids, they first prepared some grass for their lovely basket. Her mother took out some free-range eggs from the fridge and made a tiny hole in each egg with sharp scissors.

Then she put a straw in each tiny hole and blew some air in it. The magic trick worked! They became empty!

With a brush and glitter, they painted the eggs, put them in a small bowls filled with oats, red lentils and brown sugar. The magic trick worked again! They were decorated!

“What about the bunnies?” The little girl asked. Her mother scratched her forehead and replied: “Let’s find some old baby socks.”

They put some cotton wool in each sock, glued some eyes to their heads and a nose to finish their face. The magic trick worked again! With a bit of patience and great teamwork – they made a lovely Easter decoration!

Happy Easter Everyone!


Inspired by daily prompt Faceless

A young girl; burying her knees into a wet blanket was hoping to receive her first coin from anyone passing by the train station. It’s been two decades since I’ve seen a homeless person for the first time. It’s been heartbreaking – always.

In a slow motion; she started suddenly landing her bare feet on the ground and pushed herself up like ballerina. But she wasn’t stretching her dusty limbs to deliver an excellent performance. She was looking for a coin – so she wouldn’t finish her day with an empty stomach.

As if a pile of heavy books was sitting on my chest. As if I was going to finish my day feeling half empty too.

I was standing next to the young homeless girl; devastated as only betrayed woman can be; handing over my wedding ring.

She accepted it. And I finally left a faceless man – who betrayed me the most and who I used to call “my husband” for years —behind.




Inspired by a daily prompt Foreign

It was Sunday afternoon. Hank was peacefully drinking green tea and watching Stella from his cozy vintage chair through the window of their house. She was cutting a blueberry bush with a sharp gardening scissors and toying with an idea of killing him.

It was a perfect book opening – at least I thought so. I could imagine how you would be flipping the pages in the middle of the night – until you knew the the truth. And then?

You would cry.. Because you wanted to help Stella so much…She was weak. She would live in pain, discomfort and agony if she had to. Or she would breath charcoal dust every single day for the rest of her life, if this would made others happier. But what would she be capable of if her own family betrayed her? Could she kill anybody?

Stella wasn’t my friend. But I knew her well. I spent most of my days with her. I was mentally trapped in my own world. A world she was part of. I was surrounded by everything she did. I was responsible for every decision she made. She reminded me of someone. She reminded me myself. Maybe that’s why she became the main character of my new book. I wasn’t a thriller writer. I just loved writing or more precisely it was my obsession. But with my full time job, I hardly had any time to write lately. My hobby, my dream lead into nights full of frustration as I couldn’t type a single letter for so long. For weeks or maybe months I had a withdrawal syndrome. Maybe this wasn’t a real word, but my friend Louise used to say it when she didn’t touch sweets for weeks. 

So back to Stella – she put the scissors down and walked towards the house. With one foot in but the other still touching the grass, she heard her husband talking to someone on a phone – in a foreign language – Spanish – the only language he could speak apart from English. He was laughing; saying her name and then he added: “She has no idea.”

She couldn’t stop thinking about it. She was almost certain he had an affair. It wasn’t the first time he had such a phone call. She went back to the garden, picked up the scissors and returned to their house.

What happened next? She wasn’t a killer. But she wanted him to tell the truth…holding the scissors close to his neck; with tears in her eyes; she made him start talking…

They became two strangers, living in one house. They barely talked. She hated when he was working until late. She hated when he was bringing work home. He slept swirled like a pretzel at the other side of the bed for weeks. She kept wondering why. He couldn’t stop thinking what happened to their marriage. She couldn’t stop sniffing around like a sad fox; looking for a lipstick mark on his collar which would prove he was having an affair.

But back to Stella and Hank – while she was nearly standing on his feet, holding the scissors close to his neck and begging for answers he spitted out: “I’ve ordered you a present…from Spain. It is the heart painting you’ve always dreamt about.”