The Story of the Funky Pigeon

Apparently today is my one year anniversary of blogging…yay!

I therefore thought it would be nice to share with you a story which my mother told me a few days ago. I call it, the story of the funky pigeon.

It was on a Friday when my mother was getting ready to head out to work. She was already running a little bit late, so her natural priority was to leave on time. Whilst making her breakfast, she looked through the kitchen window and noticed that a pigeon had entered the bird house. The problem was that my dad had built it so pigeons couldn’t get in. How it did was anyone’s guess.

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The bird house in the back garden, taken in the recent few days I was back home

My mum thought that the pigeon might leave the bird house on it’s own, and so left it alone. She carried on getting ready when she looked out of the window upstairs, and saw that it was still there. She now started to worry a little, it was almost time for her to leave! She came out into the garden and used a milk carton (don’t ask me why) to try and shoo the pigeon off. Unfortunately it didn’t budge. She thought that might still be hungry, and decided to let it be for a further five minutes, before trying to take the pigeon out of the bird house herself.

Five minutes later my mum came out to the garden where to her horror, she found scattered feathers on the floor. The pigeon was wounded and a black and white cat was circulating the bird house. It was obvious that it wasn’t going to leave anytime soon.

Now my mother panicked. She shooed off the cat, but realised that if she left home with the pigeon inside the bird house, the cat would surely come back for it, for it knew that the pigeon had nowhere to go. It was trapped and injured. So what did my mum do? What any loving mother would do, she took the pigeon into our home.

The problem however was that it was injured and it needed medical attention. Not knowing how to rescue the pigeon safely from the bird house without injuring it further, she did the next best thing…she brought the whole bird house inside our house.

My mum rang the RSPCA and after explaining what had happened, she was informed that it maybe a couple of hours until somebody would come to take the injured pigeon. Now that she was definitely running late for work, she had to get reinforcements. Who better to be available than my dad, who was almost finishing his early shift! She rang him and after he managed to calm her down, she headed off to work. It was not long until my dad came home and awaited for the RSPCA team. Once they arrived they took the pigeon from the bird house safely and transferred it to their facility, to receive the appropriate treatment.

When my mum told me of this story down the phone, I literally couldn’t believe my ears. I imagined that it was something you could base a mini movie on, and had it running in my head! The fact that my mum carried that tall bird house through the back entrance of the house, with a fluttering pigeon inside shocks me even now. It was a simple yet sweet story about caring for another creature and doing what you can to save it. Yes it was a story of my mother and a pigeon she saved. But it is also a story I would be proud to tell my children.

Life is a Movie

This weekend was a good weekend. I think everyone needs one of those weekends… you know the sort where you don’t set an alarm, then get up late and are happy that you did.

When I did wake up, eventually, I decided to drive to the city centre. There were some errands that we needed to do and we still hadn’t seen Wonder Woman! Despite having left the house at almost 2pm, the city was still buzzing and it was a very sunny day!

On the Friday, I watched the British movie ‘A Street Cat Named Bob’…the true story of a homeless man, who was literally saved by a stray cat.

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Isn’t Bob the cutest?!

Having previously done a 10k marathon to raise money for the homeless shelter, there is now a part of me who will try and give more money than I previously did, to a homeless person I see. Whilst we were in the city, I saw a homeless man on the floor with an empty paper cup in his hand. The movie I had seen the day before came straight to my mind, his story and his troubles. He even looked like the man in the movie. He was miserable and had a sweaty forehead (it was a hot day). I fished out a £5 note and gave it to him.

‘Are you sure?’ His face completely changed.

‘Yeah, get some food it’s past lunch time’. I said.

He thanked me and we carried on. I turned around and I saw him run into Subway.

Having completed our errands, we stopped for a coffee and later headed off to see Wonder Woman.

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I thought my ‘flat white’ coffee looked pretty, so I took a picture

This movie was better than I thought and by far my favourite DC movie to date. The characters, the scenery, the story line, even the music which is definitive of Wonder Woman, all absolutely amazing. It encompasses a central theme which I adore-the importance of leadership. 

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From one of my many favourite scenes. It’s not about what you deserve.  It’s what you believe.’

Even after I returned home, I was still in that movie mood. I ended the day by going on Youtube (as you do) and watching clip after clip, of classic movies and new favourites. I wanted to end this post by sharing with you two of my favourite Disney movie openings, in the order I first watched them as a child. I hadn’t seen them in a VERY long time and yet I still get the chills. I think they are both so grand, magnificent and unforgettable. I still wish they did movies like these. Moana has now become my new favourite movie of the 21st century and one I am super excited about. I loved it that much that I went to the cinema twice just to watch it, but that’s for another post, another time!

The Hunchback of Notre Dame

The Prince of Egypt

Uganda Healthcare Expedition Part IV

After a fun couple of days of vegetarian home cooking (burgers and lasagne!), I had a few days off work and so set off to London. I was a little lazy at home but at the same time, hung out in the high street and enjoyed the summer sales!

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The view from the top floor of the bus, the best seat in my opinion!

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My sales items, totaling £62.75

It was also a good opportunity to meet up with a family friend, one who I’ve known for almost 25 years.

It was on the day that I met up with her, that I had an appointment with the dental hygienist in the morning. Just a typical appointment which I had booked the day before…or was it?

Everything was going pretty normal. My teeth were being inspected and the dental hygienist was doing a ‘deep clean’ on them, when his phone rang and he answered accordingly.

‘Oh I’m very sorry but I had to take the phone call’

‘That’s ok’ I replied.

‘Yeah it’s from Uganda’

‘Oh really?’

It was at this point that my voice changed to one of excitement. Of course I let him finish off the session, and then we talked about all-things-Uganda. We spoke about my trip there last year, his origins there and what we were both hoping to do. I told him about what I was setting up and interestingly, he told me about his plans to improve the dental hygiene there. We exchanged contact details and I left soon after. The very next day, I received an email from him.

He alerted me of the Uganda-UK Investment Convention which is scheduled for this year. I don’t know if I would have even be aware of it, if it wasn’t for the dental hygienist! Did I sign up for it? Well of course I did. I considered it a sign that he was there! Interestingly, I was contacted by two key organisations soon after-The Ministry of Health in Uganda that day, and the RCOG the next day.

So yes, things are still going. My next steps are:

  • Look into fundraising and obtaining the medical equipment.
  • Once this is done, we can set up the services for the cervical cancer screening programme and look into keeping it sustainable.
  • Make plans to go to Uganda towards the beginning of next year.

I wanted to end this post by sharing a Youtube link, because of the impact it has on me every time I watch it. I find it very inspirational, focusing the importance of creating change and making a difference in people’s lives. This is what I want to do.

Gary Vaynerchuk in Ghana, a country I have been to previously and love dearly. The ending of this vlog almost always gets to me. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did 🙂

Run the World

After weeks of training and posts of typing, I’m thrilled to say that I have accomplished another task of the year…I did my first ever marathon.

Having raised £150 for the city’s homeless shelter, I was pumped up, excited and rearing to go. I don’t remember receiving so much support, not just from my family and friends but also from those crowds in the street…it’s not something you ever forget!

Instead of writing about my day, I’ve posted photos and attempted to vlog instead. I think this is my first time actually vlogging, so please excuse any imparted cheesiness!

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A sneaky opportunity to take a quick picture, after tightening up my shoelaces

The above two vlogs were taken 8k into the marathon, 2k left to go!

A few photos taken by the marathon professional photographers…surprising because I couldn’t see many cameras! I think it was around this point I was listening to Noel Gallagher’s ‘Everybody’s on the Run’. 

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The other side of the finish line!

I don’t know why I’m constantly blinking here either

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Some fundraisers for the homeless shelter

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A little memento of marathon trinkets

This was a day I truly enjoyed. Having never done a marathon before (let alone trained for one), it was a totally new experience for me. It kept me fit and it was all for a good cause.  Partaking in this was a golden opportunity for me to raise more money than the loose change I give to strangers on the street.

I’m passionate about reducing the levels of homelessness and helping people get back into the community safely. Everybody has a different story to tell and everybody is living a different life. However in this day and age, nobody should be living on the streets. This was a day of real service and one I am very proud off.

What to wear, what to wear!

Over the past few weeks, I feel like I’ve been making more of an effort to dress up nicer. I thought to myself…why have I become influenced to do so?

I think one reason is that I have a little more time to myself. Somehow I make the time to dress better, though I wouldn’t describe myself as spending hours on it, that ain’t my style. I’ve noticed that on the days I put more effort, they just turn out better. This is because of my thought of that day:

‘Even if I have a bad day today, at least I looked good’

I’ve started to understand a sense of style I’d like to develop. I did some research into outfits, by mainly looking at how other women dress, and seeing if their clothes appeal to me. Then I try to imagine if their style suits me. I admit I don’t buy a lot of clothes often, actually rarely, maybe once in a few months. So when I do go shopping, I try to buy items which could resemble an outfit, and mix and match with some other clothes I have.

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Here’s one example of a style I like. Though I’m 5 ft 2 inches tall, these skinny jeans do make me look taller. I  have also learnt that for shorties like me, boots & a short skirt work well!

So that’s clothes sorted..what’s next?

Let’s go onto make up.

To be honest, I haven’t purchased much make up in the past few weeks, because I’m happy with what I’m using currently. My make up range is rather limited: moisturiser (if you can call that make up), eye liner and lipstick. Eye liner is a must. I rarely leave the house without it on. Because I usually wear glasses, I need something to bring out my eyes more. I’m also lucky to receive nice compliments about my eyes from others (my family always say I get them from my mum), so I do like to flaunt them a little. I went through a ‘lipstick phase’ a few months ago (not weeks), following my love of the American hard rock group Halestorm. I admire the lipstick shades of the lead singer Lzzy Hale, and I think that because she’s so iconic, I was further influenced to purchase some lipsticks of my own. I went for the MAC lipsticks: ‘Russian Rouge’ and ‘Mehr’. 

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It was this music video, ‘Familiar Taste of Poison’ that got to me. It’s rather ironic how I was influenced to buy the lipsticks, considering the storyline!

Shall we move onto hair?

A couple of things spring to mind. I recently invested in a clipless hair curling wand from Aria Beauty. I’ll be honest, this wasn’t planned. We were walking down the mall in the city centre, when a friendly Romanian lady approached us and asked if I wanted ‘something done’. I didn’t even know what it was at the time, she was talking very fast!

‘Come with me, I’ll do something for free! You won’t regret it, it’s free!’

I figured that whatever product she was selling wasn’t obviously free. She was however providing a free service of some sort. I just looked at my boyfriend who was next to me. She was really nice, and I found it hard to say no.  The curling wand was on discount and, well I’ve never had curly hair before. Her sales tactics worked.

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  End result!

Not only was I loving the new curls, but I now knew how to curl my hair, thanks to the saleswoman. Over the past few weeks, I also fantasised about highlights. These ranged in many colours: from blue (yes blue), to purple, to ‘copper red’. Having spent the past few days in London, I decided to make an appointment with the hair dressers in my home town. Whenever I get a hair cut, I like sort it out at home (even if it rains almost every time!).  Having said that though,  I haven’t had a haircut in almost two years, despite coming back to London several times, terrible!

In addition to getting a basic trim (I wasn’t looking into getting layers like I have done before), we discussed highlights. I learned that in order to get blues and purples, you need to bleach your hair. No, I didn’t know this. I don’t think it’s supposed to be that bad (I need to do more research), but that term just horrified me! We then talked about copper red as an alternative and as a first timer, I nervously accepted this treatment. Despite some variation in my hair colour, it unfortunately didn’t fully stick, just because my hair is apparently too dark for it. The only way to get this colour highlight was to still bleach my hair. I’ll be honest I wasn’t that desperate, so we just stuck to the classic wash, cut and blow dry. No matter, lesson learnt.

Interestingly, it was my boyfriend who mentioned about getting hair extensions. I mean, if I was still interested in getting highlights, why don’t I try this? It’s quick and easy, and you can still keep your natural black hair. Yes I’ll be looking into this.

Last thing I promise! Nails.

Having migrated out of hospital posts, the dress code now tends to be less strict in the community. This gives me the perfect opportunity to have pretty nails! I had a select number of colours. This includes your standard classic red nail polish, your black one, and your gold and silver ones. The top coat nail polish is a must for that glossy shine…and if I’m not mistaken I think I can use my one as a base coat. Though I had a few others, I wanted to expand my range. I looked online and literally google searched ‘pretty nails’, to find a variety of colours and designs.

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Some of the more ‘simpler’ designs, yet very pretty. I take no credit for this google search image!

Following my research, I went to Superdrug and purchased some more nail polish of various colours, including some rather bold choices. This came to about £15 for 6 bottles, roughly equating to £2.50 per bottle. Maybe pricey, but considering that they will last me a long time, and I can now create a variety of designs, I think the price is right. (I also got more points to my Superdrug points card, always a bonus). Though I’m aware of the ‘silver accent nail’ , I hadn’t realised the importance of having white nail polish, which you can use to decorate your already painted nails! Yes this may seem incredibly simple, but it wasn’t something I had thought of, so I also bought some nail designers.

Is this another phase I’m going through? Yeah maybe. I don’t expect to spend hours on my nails but I think once in a while, its nice to pay attention to these.

Well I think I’ve finally come to the end! Do I usually blog about beauty products? Well no, never. This may in fact be my first time. I felt like writing about something a little different this time, even though this is also based on personal experiences. Remember, these changes were over a few weeks, and definitely not one after another. My beliefs have probably changed. I now believe that I should be putting more effort into how I dress. It’s how you present yourself to other people. I was narrow-minded and used to think that it was shallow to want to dress up better. I’ve realised now however, that wanting to look nice is normal.

A little addendum from the middle of June…

I decided to add this here, as I believe it’s one of the few times where I partook in something a little different. I wanted to share this, to remind myself to try and do things I’ve never done before,  no matter how big or small!

I made a very last minute decision to head home to London for that weekend. I knew it was for a short time and hence, didn’t expect to do that much. After a lie in on Saturday, I went to Tooting with my mother to help with some errands. I hadn’t been there in what felt like forever, and as always, I was reminded of my childhood again. This weekend happened to be that of the Eid celebrations. And because of that, there were many, and I mean MANY Mehndi stations along the high street…how could I not have a go?

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Trivial Pursuit

How do you develop culture? How do you become that all-rounded person that knows the correct facts, just at the right time, and just enough to show off a little bit? (Maybe that’s your intention? Well it’s mine too!)

I suppose the first question is, what’s the point of being cultured? Why bother?

I think that being cultured is important, because not only is it a part of today’s society, but it’s nice to be educated about the world and it’s languages.  Though I’m not a historian nor an artist, it’s worth being well read in some history, and sustaining an appreciation of the arts. I also think that being cultured generally makes you a more interesting person!

I did some research, and there are many ways to become a cultured person!

I find that taking trips is one way of improving my knowledge of culture. You may remember a previous post of my trip to the British Museum, one in which I relished the culture. Recently we took a trip to the Yorkshire Sculpture Park, the UK’s leading open-air gallery. It was my first time driving on the motorway (a ’30-minute each-way experience’, one I was both excited and a little nervous about!). The weather was beautiful and there were many sheep in the car park! It was quite possibly the perfect way to spend a spring day out.

Having walked almost 7km across the park and through the forests, I was able to appreciate the sculptures on display and the nature surrounding it. Yes many of the fields were covered by sheep and cows (and their poo!), where we were literally entering some farms to get across places. But that didn’t matter to us, that just made the exploring all the more fun! I think what made it sweeter was that the farm animals were just carrying on with their grazing and snoozing, in the beautiful sunshine.

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I’d like to think that these two are a couple 🙂

This was a day I definitely appreciated the history, art and culture. We could view works from both British and International artists, such as Henry Moore and  Ai WeiWei respectively. There was so much I didn’t know about art, and so much more I can now appreciate. We ended the visit by heading to the gift shop. Standard. My boyfriend bought the book ‘What’s so great about the Eiffel Tower? 70 questions that will change the way you think about architecture’. I’m looking into ordering the somewhat unconventional book ‘Burn after Writing’, a collection of some gentle probing life questions. The bookshelf had a version for teenagers only. I unfortunately am no longer a teen!

Do you recognise any works from Ai Weiwei? Henry Moore?

The trip inspired me to keep on broadening my culture horizons. Since coming back to London for a few days, for example, I’ve been reading through some of my dad’s UK citizenship books. It looks at British history and culture… it even tests us about William Shakespeare and Harry Potter! I decided that I will continue to take a keen interest on culture, to maybe make me, that all rounded person.

Swinging from the Chandelier

I used to dance. I did classical Indian dancing (something called Bharatanatyam) for almost 10 years, from the age of 6. Since then however, I hadn’t really danced much…maybe a special one now and then. 

More recently, I’ve tried to incorporate dancing again into my exercise regime. A couple of years ago, I came across the fitness trainer, motivator, choreographer and businessman Shaun T. I even bought a couple of his home fitness programmes- FOCUS T25 and CIZE. They, amongst other home fitness programmes worked wonders…I lost 7kg with T25!

I use CIZE more for fun really, to practice some dance moves and get in touch with my dancing roots again. The last routine in the DVD series is to the song ‘Chandelier’ by Sia. It probably is my favourite routine, because I feel so free when I dance to it. I saw this youtube video below of Shaun T dancing to it, and it blew my mind…

I thought just for fun, I’ll take a recording of me dancing to the very same song. I’m know I’m obviously not the best dancer, but for me it was about letting loose, and being free.