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What to expect in the next four weeks!!

What to expect in the next four weeks!!

As you read this chances are I’m on my way to Heathrow or already tens of thousands of feet high in a death trap plane. Do feel free to say a little prayer for me and my safe arrival or if you’re not the religious type then a shout out to the commanding forces of the Universe will do just fine. Jolly good. Plane journey aside I am hugely, massively, enormously stoked to be spending a month on the West Coast of the USA and what makes it even more exciting is that I’m taking my Warriors with me!!! Ok, so you won’t be joining me in person but I’m going to try and report back in such a way that you will feel you are with me every step of the gosh, darn way. You see if I don’t! Share the...
Where are YOU going on your holidays??

Where are YOU going on your holidays??

Forgive me Warriors for being so rude! I’ve been banging on about my forthcoming trip to the USA and haven’t had the courtesy to ask YOU where you’re going this summer/year! Do you forgive me? You do?? Wonderful! I knew you would because that’s the kind of nice people that inhabit Planet Warrior! Seriously though, I really, really do want to know what your travel plans are because a) I’m nosy and b) my nomadic soul is always on the lookout for new destinations to discover and explore!    Share the...
Coca Cola BBQ sauce

Coca Cola BBQ sauce

When  Craigy Boy and I were in the USA a couple of months ago we stocked up on some items that you just don’t find here in old Blighty. Amongst them was this saucy little gem, Sweet Baby Ray’s Coca Cola BBQ sauce. It’s my absolute favourite table sauce of all time and I’ve tried to make it last as long as possible. But, as you can see, it’s not long before Sweet Baby Ray and the GW must part company. And the very thought pains me. I will be able to stock up once again when I head to California next week and I’m sure my transatlantic friends would happily ship me over a bottle or two from time to time but it’s not the ideal solution. No siree! The ideal solution is that I learn to make my very own. And that’s what we’re going to do today, my BBQ loving Warriors. Share the...
Anyone flying Stateside this summer?

Anyone flying Stateside this summer?

Anyone flying stateside this summer?  I am.  And up until 2 week ago, despite my well-documented fear of flying, I was viewing my transatlantic flight in an almost positive frame of mind.  After all, I flew to New York in March and the bottle of valium that has become my constant travel companion over the last few years returned unopened. It was a triumphant moment for the GW and one that gave me a much needed boost of courage. Then, one morning, my new found pluck and determination took an almighty nose dive. It was a Thursday if I remember rightly, around 7am. I was upstairs straightening my hair and Craigy Boy was eating his breakfast whilst watching the news as he does every day – he’s a creature of habit that man of mine. I was barely listening to the news as the GHDs glided through my silky red locks when two words suddenly jolted me out of my reverie: 1) terrorists 2) planes. I called down to Craig and asked him to turn up the t.v. He ignored me for as long as he could (bless, he was only trying to protect me) until the tone and volume of my voice became unignorable. I put down my straighteners and gave the BBC my undivided attention.  Share the...
Yesterday was my last day of school

Yesterday was my last day of school

I left school yesterday after 10 years of moulding the minds of the future.  I had been building up to this day ever since handing in my notice in November (my Head of Department said my mind had been gone for quite sometime but my body was loitering..) and expected to feel jubilant, exultant and triumphant.  But I didn’t. It all felt rather strange and surreal: I was neither happy nor sad, I was neither excited nor nervous. I wouldn’t even describe it as indifference. To be honest I don’t think I was allowing myself to “feel” because sometimes it’s easier to deal with big changes in that way, to try and keep emotion and sentiment out of it otherwise it can all become very messy. What I do have are very strong feelings about are the reasons why I made the decision to leave the teaching profession but that is another potentially very long and lengthy blog post and one which I shall save for another time.  Share the...