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Marley and Me – The Puppy Years

I am not a dog lover at all but am already looking forward to watching ‘Marley and Me- The Puppy Years’ .

A few of our product reviewers were sent the film to watch recently and judging by their comments, the film went down really well with them.

I cried like a baby at the original Marley and Me but this new Marley seems to be much funnier.

Reviews of ‘Marley and Me – The Puppy Years’

Marli Harwood and Her Baby

A particularly persistent PR blokey has been nagging us for months to ‘mention’ Marli Harwood but I’ve been deliberately digging my heels in and not playing the game. No way am I going to listen to a CD just because someone who is paid to big an artist up, asks me to!

More fool me, it turns out though as it looks like I’ve just been cutting my own nose off to spite my face. Stuck in the car on a longish journey on the weekend, I fed the Marli Harwood album into the slot and sat back to listen. I was determined not to like it but found myself intrigued and dare I say it, impressed! Woah, this is good, I reluctantly admitted to myself and the other half agreed.

Marli Harwood

Marli Harwood Album

There’s a track called ‘Clock With No Hands’ which most of us can identify with – a song about life going too fast and encouraging us to grab every opportunity going. And ‘Billy’ is one of those heartrending songs about unrequited love which made me feel quite tearful. Mind you, I cried at Waterloo Road last week so that’s not really much of a benchmark.

Marli has a genuinely interesting story behind her too as she’d been trying to make it in the world of music for 16 years and had given up to start a family. It was when she was 3 months pregnant that Radio 2 made one of her songs, ‘It’s Called a Heart’,  Record of the Week. This sparked off a flurry of recording contract offers and she eventually settled with Island Records who built a unique maternity clause into her contract – so now Marli looks like fulfilling 2 dreams.  She’s going to be a Mum and on the basis of her new album ‘Clocks And full Stops’, she’s obviously going to be a successful recording star. Buy the CD, Download or whatever – it really is well worth it!

Kathryn C

I have 3 sample CDs with 5 of the best tracks on to give away. Just comment here if you’d like it.

Katy And Lorraine – Which Twin Buggies?

The first ‘work’ conducted in my thirtieth year was a spot of filming for TheBabyWebsite and Lorraine Kelly. For one day only my official title was to be Tandem Buggy Expert. I did my homework on my top three buggies and the boys and I travelled two and a half hours to the filming destination. Foot/ train / cab…. There was no one to help me with the boys on arrival so I fed them and kept them happy until they were ready for me.Katy's Twins in Their Tandem Buggy

I had expected a ‘proper presenter’ to be there to ask me questions and perhaps an extra pair of hands to help with the boys…. So you can imagine my shock when I was miked up and told to present the whole piece to camera myself! Yes, still while keeping an eye on the boys, and remembering what I had to say, which was COMPLETELY different to what I was told to prepare as they wanted one sentence per product, not the paragraphs that I had prepped.

I know what you’re thinking – how hard is it to think of one sentence? Well, when you have a few moments to gather your thoughts, not hard at all… but when you have a camera rolling, three seasoned crew members looking at you and two babies threatening to cause havoc at any moment… well, let’s just say it is not conducive to being the most intelligent version of you that you can be.

Bailey & NoahMy most Bridget-esque moment was undoubtedly when Noah fell off the rocking horse they wanted him to sit on and I squealed and dived off camera to save him!

The boys were impeccably well behaved, despite missing a nap, and will no doubt come across on TV a lot better than their Mum. I looked enviously at the next Buggy Expert who started filming her piece as I was leaving; Assistant in tow, make up bag on her knee, clip board at the ready…. Sigh. Still. She didn’t get two cuddles on the train home to cheer her up after a Very.Long.Day.
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Katy Hymas Mum to 1 year old twin boys Noah and Bailey

Read Katy’s Mummy Blogs Here

You can read Which Twin Buggies Katy Recommends Here.

Mythbusters

More proof that Mums rock!

For those of you that are not familar with the scientific brilliance that are Adam Savage and Jamie Hyneman, I absolutely recommend that you watch their show ‘Mythbusters’, especially if you like big boomy explosions, as I do.

For those of you that are familar with the show, let us discuss the episode in which they tested the ‘myth’: that women have a higher pain tolerance than men.

Jamie and Adam begin by visiting the Stanford University Pain Centre to determine the best technique for inducing pain, using themselves as the subjects of the test.  After various tests including heat, electricity, and injecting capsaicin under their skin, they decide to conduct their expeirmient using ice as a means of inducing pain.

25 men and 25 women, neither one of which knew what they were about to do or why, were asked to individually dunk their hand in a bucket of ice cold water of one degree above freezing. There was a time limit of three minutes, but the test subjects were not told this. If the three minutes elapsed, the test subjects were asked to remove their hand, so as to minimise any damage. Each subject was told to keep their hand in the water for as long as they could, until they could stand the pain no longer. The time would then be recorded.
So what was the result? You guessed it, in this test, it was proven that  women do indeed,  have a higher tolerance for pain than men. The men lasted an average of 84.3 seconds, whereas, the women lasted an average of 100.4 seconds.

Impressed? It gets better. Of the 25 women subects, just over half were mothers. The majority of these mothers had given birth nauturally with minimal pain relief. 13 of these 25 women lasted near three minutes, if not the whole three minutes.

Women can, in fact, tolerate more pain than men. ‘Myth’ confirmed.

In The Night Garden live

When we saw the adverts for In The Night Garden Live several months ago, we knew we had to get tickets for Ella. At the time she loved Iggle Piggle. So we checked dates, times and prices and chose 24th September as I would be off work on the September weekend. It cost over £50 for the 3 of us, as we decided to opt for the premium seats – front 4 rows, to allow Ella to see.
However, as time passed, Ella became less and less interested in the porgramme. Regardless we were going, and all this week we have got Iggle Piggle dancing toy out, and put In the Night Garden on the TV to encourage her. Each time we were met with “NO NO NO” Oh dear we thought, this could be a disaster.
So yesterday, Neil came home from work early, only to find a very tired Ella who was refusing to sleep.
We headed into Glasgow, when she eventually fell asleep – just as we were heading for some dinner. SO instead of dinner, we bought crisps and juice to take with us, and thought we would have dinner after the show.
We arrived at Glasgow Green, but weren’t sure where the show would be. So decided it would be best to park in the “official” car park – which lets be honest was a dump! Having left the pram at home, we thought we would only have a very short walk to the arena. No! We had to cross a very busy part of the road, and then walk a fair distance. Still Neil was there to carry the heavy lump! hehehe.
Along the walk there were signs with the Pinky Ponk showing the direction. Ella clocked these signs, and began very excitedly chatting and pointing at them. It became a game to find the next sign.
As we arrived at the dome, she seemed really excited – we had spent the entire day / walk saying we were going to see Iggle Piggle so not sure if any of that had sunk in.
In the queue, there were loads of children dressed up, and this amused Ella no end! She pointed at each one shouting what we think was “daisy”.
As the doors opened, it was time to go in. As we arrived inside the dome, Ella became very animated. She honestly didn’t know what to look at first. As we walked to our seats, the place was all decorated just like the Garden. She was beside herself with excitement by now!. Every 10 mins or so, the voice over from the show would talk about how long to go, also make some comment about one of the characters. We choose to sit centre stage on the 2nd row, but Ella sat on the first row. Every time she looked around another shout of glee as she found images of Iggle Piggle, Upsy Daisy and the Pontypines wee house.
Then the lights went down, and the show was ready to start. On the walls of the dome, they projected the initial scenes of the programme – including with the child’s hand and the starry sky. Then on came a puppet Iggle Piggle in his boat. The magic had began. All the characters came on as puppets and Ella was delighted.
Then in the background Iggle Piggle’s tune was played. The life size Iggle Piggle keeked out round from the back of the stage. Poor Ella nearly wet herself – well actually having felt how wet her nappy was about half way through the show was she probably did hehehehe.
For the rest of the show, a combination of life size characters, puppets and projections were available at all times. Ella was totally mesmerized. The only downside was that at an hour long – it was probably too long for a 19 month old. Although that said, she still sat mesmerized – better than many of the older children. However, she had moved from sitting on her own in the front row to our knees. Which is when the nappy became so full, that she pee’ed on my knee! ooooops.
At the end of the show, they followed the pattern of the show, and after the story each character was put to bed. Ella, knowing the show all too well, realised that this was clearly the end of the show and became quite hysterical. She was upset the show was over – because she had enjoyed it so much. However as Iggle Piggle came out to show he wasn’t in bed, she calmed down enough to wave goodbye to him. She even managed a smile and a wave to the staff on the way out the door.
So we have to say that despite having to pay an adult price for Ella, that was definately the best £50 we have ever spent! And now today, Mickey Mouse ( her new best pal) has been demoted once again in favour for, no not Iggle Piggle or Upsy Daisy, but in fact Makka Pakka. She has spent all day today shouting “Makka” and so we have a new word in her vocabulary as well.
I would completely recommend going to see the show if you have a small child – even those who liked the programme in the past would love it. Totally something for everyone. Well done the producers for putting together such a wonderfully entrancing show.

The Oscars & Sarah Brown

I was just reading the Sunday papers and they all seem to be full of who will win and who won’t win The Oscars. Oh yeah and who might win and who might lose…. Everyone seems to be covering all options though most are unanimous that Jeff Bridges will win as it’s ‘His Time’. Apparently several nominations and no win means it’s ‘your Time’!

For what it’s worth, we watched ‘The Hurt Locker’ last week and although it’s a really good film, it’s not a great film. Not what I expected in terms of approach but very watchable. The other half and the rest of our clan have seen Avatar and all bar one raved about it. Just doesn’t seem my cup of tea at all. Blue people, 3D and inordinately long: nah, don’t think I’ll be watching that one in the near future! Up? Might watch that one on DVD one day.

Have been given free tickets though for The Blind Side and I have to say it does appear to be the sort of film I gravitate towards. Like everyone else I was surprised by the Oscar nomination for Sandra Bullock. By Tuesday when we go to see the film, we’ll know whether she’s won or not. Whatever the outcome, I don’t think it’s going to colour my judgement but I suspect that if she does win Best Actress, a shed-load more people will go to see it.

And then we come to Colin Firth and his first nomination. Certainly a surprise for me though not for the pundits galore who claimed it was ‘His time’ – not for the same reasons as Jeff Bridges but simply because he’d never been nominated before. Confused?

So does that mean Carey Mulligan will or won’t win? It’s all down to the politics really isn’t it! Now, who is going to win the best dress category….? I was thinking …Sarah Brown, after all it’s ‘Her Time’ but then I remembered that’s a different kind of politics altogether.

Kathryn

The Elephant in the Room

A lot of awww and a few eeewww moments in this video.  Amazing to see how calm the mother is and how instinctively she reacts. They certainly don’t believe in calm serenity and all that stuff after the birth. Give the baby a few kicks, yell at it  and….. awwww  http://bit.ly/c58trZ

We humans don’t seem to do the primal thing with the same panache do we?

http://www.thebabywebsite.com/section.Water_Birth.htm

Kathryn

Michael McIntyre in Cardiff

We’re occasional visitors to our local comedy club, The Glee Club, where we have seen a few good acts and had a chuckle along with a few drinks to let our hair down.

Last Thursday we decided to do things on a slightly larger scale and went to see Michael McIntyre at the Cardiff International Arena.  It must be quite a daunting prospect for a comedian to do a single-handed show in front of four and a half thousand people, let alone when suffering from a nasty tummy bug.  So I can’t help but be filled with admiration for his professionalism and showmanship.

I don’t know what it is, but after only a minute on stage, the entire audience was roaring with laughter.  It’s because it’s almost all observational and it makes you relate to your own experiences. 

Michael McIntyre

Michael McIntyre

You are frequently pondering the “I thought it was just me!” stuff.  One particular scene relating to men’s changing rooms was particularly funny, as was an accidental excursion into the womens loos, and the dawning realisation thereafter.  I can particularly remember an occasion myself, after disembarking a long-haul flight at Heathrow, when I found myself wondering why the cubicle had a little bin and some disposal bags in it.  Then the female voices spelled it out.  Of course you finish the business of the day, but have to then work out a strategy that will minimise any embarrassment on departure.  At the time I simply told the surprised fellow attendees that the male establishment had just been temporarily closed for cleaning and that I simply had to go.  No-one batted an eyelid really!

I read an article in The Telegraph last week that there is a distinct north-south divide in British comedy; that northerners are more self-effacing and southerners are more the ‘flash Harry’ types whose humour is at the expense of others.  There was no evidence of the latter on this occasion.  Even on the one and only incidence of heckling, where someone felt aggrieved that the repertoire hadn’t included a proper take-off of the Cardiff accent, he politely and promptly acknowledged with a brilliant rendition.  We’ve seen some heated exchanges between comedians and hecklers in the past, but this was brilliantly handled.

What’s next, I wonder?  We’re going to be meeting up with an old friend from north of the border in a couple of weeks time when we have a bit of a get-together.  Now that can be comedy!  There’s no repertoire, but we end up laughing our heads off for hours on end.  We still reminisce about the time with the fart-machine during breakfast in a hotel in Manchester several years ago.  It’s the closest I’ve ever come to losing control of my bladder during my entire adult lifetime.

N.

Lucie Jones Has The X Factor

Sad as it may be, I LOVE The X Factor and watch it without fail every Saturday.  This week our household was slightly more excited than usual about the prospect of watching it as one of the girls from Maddie’s class all the way through school was going to be in it! We’d already heard on the school and friends’ grapevine that she was already through to the  ‘judges’ houses stage’of the competition but had no idea until last night that she was going to be quite so good.

We knew she could sing but Lucie Jones’ audition last night was probably one of the best in the series so far. Although it’s got be said that Danyl, the teacher, had the audience in the palm of his hand when he auditioned too a couple of weeks back.

Lucie has the ‘look’ and the talent so she might well go through to the Live Shows stage and if so I wish her all the luck in the world. Wales’ last big hope the incredibly-talented Rhydian fell at the final hurdle as his Scottish rival possibly had a few more teenage girls’ magazine covers behind him as well as the entire population of Scotland.

And that brings me to this ‘tiny village’ that Lucie comes from. Talk about making a story out of a non-story. The X Factor went to town last night about Lucie ‘coming all the way to Cardiff from her tiny village’. I actually live about a mile from Lucie’s ‘tiny’ village and we all live about 5 or 6 miles from Cardiff and it’s extremely cosmopolitan city centre! To say that her ‘entire village’ was with her at the audition was stretching the truth a bit too. One of my other daughters Helena was watching The X Factor last night with her boyfriend Nick who just so happens to come from this ‘tiny village’ called Pentyrch. He wasn’t there at the audition. Neither were his mates or his parents for that matter.

Yes Pentyrch is semi-rural but it’s most certainly not the back of beyond and none of us watching it last night have ever seen sheep there although I have it on good authority that there are some.

Do the marketing bods at the X Factor think that every singer has to have a ‘story’?  When the man came on last week with his dead brother’s son, I could almost see the programme’s producers cynically tugging at their audience’s heartstrings.  It was the same last year with the middle-aged crooner whose wife had died leaving him with a cute baby and the all-important ‘Aww’ factor.  We all heard Lucie sing and she’s an undoubtedly talented girl.  She doesn’t need a ‘story’ with a voice like that.

So good luck Lucie Jones and thank you X Factor for guaranteeing an hour or so of ‘good telly’ from now till Christmas!

KC

Lucie Jones And The X Factor