2012 Has Taught Me...

Okay so I took this idea from Twitter. #2012HasTaughtMe has been trending over the last few days, and it made me reflect on what 2012 has actually taught me. It has been a pretty difficult year, but I can gain a few things from this year, and - if the world doesn't end on Friday - carry them with me through to 2013.

• A bit of good can come out of everything. Sometimes you just have to look a little harder to find it.
• People change. And this year has shown me the friends true to me, and ones not so much.
• Nothing is guaranteed. And I need to learn to appreciate the things I do have whilst I have them. I.e a loving boyfriend, and wonderful close friends and family.
• The time that I spend down in the dumps and upset about meanial things, I could be spending it being happy and not worrying so much. The less I worry, the happier I will be.
• To concentrate on myself, and the people that matter.
• New Year New Me. Yeah right. I like who I am at the moment and I don't intend to change.

This Christmas and New Year will be spent with the best people, having the best time and making amazing memories. Im sure lots will be drunk, lots will be eaten, and there will be lots of laughter. And as long as I am with friends and family to make it happen, I'm sure that the countdown to 2013 will be one of the best.

Christmassy London!

So now I feel kind of christmassy. At the moment I am up in Tunbridge Wells visiting my Dad. I love coming up here around Christmas time, when all of the streets are decorated and something going on everywhere you look. The above picture is one of my favourite places to visit when I'm in London. Absolutely love Carnaby Street.

So today I went for lunch with a friend who I haven't seen for a while, and even though it was very brief as she had to work, it was lovely to catch up with her. The bonus being that she works on a make up counter in Selfridges, so as well as christmas shopping I was a little cheeky and blagged myself a free makeover and samples from her. Visited Hamleys (I can't not when I'm up here, it's like I'm a little kid again), had some life size bear stroke my fur coat, someone blew bubbles in my face and tried shooting a toy dart at me - all in a days work I guess.

Tonight we are going to Frankie and Bennys for dinner. I've never been but been told it's amazing (I'm from a small town, us Cornish folk don't get around much). So I am going to eat a lot and spend some time with Dad and Gemma. Then tomorrow I'm going to the Winter Wonderland in Hyde Park, where I may try my luck at ice skating. I've never been, so I need to decide if it's worth risking breaking something before the busy festive period. And then to Covent Garden and Leicester Square. More Christmassy things yayyy.

In other news, I got a new tattoo! On my wrist, not my back as my Dad first thought. No, that bit at the bottom is not my arse crack, it's my hand.