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"I don't want to earn my living; I want to live."

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July 2015

Blogging Buddy; CowHeartGirl

‘Ello again folks!

I just wanted to share with you; as I said in a previous post, I was told to start a blog repeatedly by several different people but I still would not have done, were it not for an incredibly inspiring young lady I met on The Prince’s Trust course I recently attended.

Beth and I had rather a brief conversation as we left the introduction segment of the course but in that short conversation my mind was quite made up – here was a person I found extremely interesting from the offset and I am really not easily impressed.

Alas, we ended up sitting together when the course started proper and I learned that my initial suspicions were right when we took part in some of those dreaded ‘icebreaker’ activities. Her hobbies and interests were far from the usual and mundane; with canons and reviews both huge and highly enjoyed parts of her life – you cannot fail to be transported.

Beth is blogger too and far more experienced than I am and she pointed me in the right direction when I asked for her advice on writing my own – so if anyone out there ever actually comes to read this, you have Beth to thank (or blame!) and so do I. And as such you should head on over to her blog and check it out.

CowHeartGirl.com

Read all about the battle re-enactment’s she has coming up, blogs seeped in history and excitement, reviews on products she has found recently and all of the adventures she got up to on her recent holiday to France! There really is something for everyone.

TartanRose

Brand New Certificate!

Has everybody got that Friday feeling? I know I have – having had an interesting and informative week. My good friend Leanne, who lives in Skegness took part on a course at the beginning of the year; it was the Exploring Enterprise course, run by The Prince’s Trust.

For those of you who don’t know, The Prince’s Trust was set up in the 70’s by HRH Big Ears himself; The Prince of Wales. Now, old Charlie may have been the butt of one or two jokes over the years but on finishing his service in the Navy, Charles wanted to help out young, disadvantaged people right across the country thus; The Prince’s Trust was founded. Nearly 50 years in the making, The Prince’s Trust helps disadvantaged 13-30 year old’s to build a better life for themselves regardless of their background.

One such way they do this, is through the ‘Exploring Enterprise’ course. Now when Lea did the course, she told me all about it naturally and while I thought it sounded interesting and useful, I didn’t understand it in its entirety. However, as a writer you’re self-employed for the most part and seeing as I have a mortal fear of the tax man (That’s one man you really don’t want to mess around, even if it is an accident) and I knew taxes and such were covered in the course, I signed up.

I finished the course this afternoon and I have to say, anyone out there that wants to be self-employed, you could worse than to do this course. The staff are great, the guest speakers/mentors were impressive and inspiring and I learned an awful lot. So, huge thank you to The Prince’s Trust and Tracy particularly – I owe you one.

However, I didn’t just learn from the course material – all in all there were 16 of us there to learn most of this week and I think I have probably learned something from each and every one of them. You’re put in a room round a huge table with complete strangers and its odd but even by the end of the first day you’re already beginning to have a bond – a lad I met on the course hit the nail on the head for me earlier, when he said we were ‘like-minded people’.

I agree almost entirely, but that awful (and rarely seen) girly part of me likes to think it’s much more to do with the heart.

To round off our final day cramped together in that little room we were all awarded our certificates – which we shall treasure forever naturally, then most of us (14 of the 16 I think) headed off to a little nearby Mexican restaurant for a quick drink together before we went off in to the big wide world. As we walked together to the restaurant, I remember thinking, this could all go so horribly wrong.

Once we were all out of that semi-boardroom atmosphere, would we be able to find anything to say to one another? Or would it be one long and awkward silence? To my delight, we seemed to find endless things to talk about and when we headed to the bar I needed to schedule a visit to the little girls room. Without even thinking about it, I handed a ten pound note over to Beth (whom I shall tell you more of later) while I nipped to the loo; it only occurred to me as I took a seat on the porcelain throne, that it had been quite an odd thing for me to do. I only met these people properly, less than 96 hours previously…and I trusted them with my money.

You might not think that’s a big deal, but I kinda do – trust is a massive issue to me and usually, I make people earn it rather than giving it away freely. That should tell you something of the magic of the enterprise course.

My head is so full now that I’m sure its going to burst but I learned so much this week and connected with so many wonderful characters and personalities that I had to share it with you.

Thanks for reading – have a great weekend.

TartanRose

Why am I here again? #Itsallalearningcurve

I had been advised a few times that I should probably start writing a blog; I’m not entirely sure what one is supposed to do really but I enjoy writing for my own amusement, so that seems like a good place to start, right? But do forgive me if it takes me a while to get used to the formatting for all this!

Why Tartan Rose? I’m neither Scottish, nor a particularly striking flower, more’s the pity, so it may seem an odd choice as first. It’s really rather simple (ish). My old man is a Northern Irishman by the name of Stewart. The tribe comes with its own tartan – Hunting Stewart tartan if you really care to know. Mother dear, on the other hand, is a Yorkshire lass that hails from good old Doncaster. Thus, a Tartan Rose symbolises my heritage really rather well and it’s one I’m proud of.

For those of you who may have stumbled across me quite by accident, let me introduce myself; I’m Dibz. That wasn’t so hard was it? Myself and the family recently moved away from my hometown, Leighton Buzzard, to a wonderful little place that no one has heard of, by the name of Arlesey. And I have to be honest, there is nothing here. I have to catch the train if I want to visit a supermarket, buy clothes, even visit the bank; but do you know what? We couldn’t be happier and after the last few years, that’s a damn good thing. The community is wonderful, the people are friendly and there is always something going on in or around the area; and what an area, beautiful countryside which ever direction you take – I could not ask for more.

I’m a writer, I love my literature – I’ve always got my nose in book; Stephen King is my hero, but I do love British classics, period novels and I will more or less read anything. The same rules apply when it comes to writing, I have never stuck to one genre in particular; but I do like a good thriller. Nor have I ever stuck too rigidly to any one kind of writing – I adore it all and have had a stab at most of it. I’m pretty big on films too so I aim to do a few review type posts on books and films that I have (or haven’t) enjoyed! I recently invested in a camera and took part in an online digital photography course – in the hope that one day if I am incredibly lucky and fulfill my dreams, I will be able to take photo’s to go along with any article I write.

I also have an interest in publishing houses – though I know very little, so there may well be the odd post about that as well as the occasional random post about something I want to share with you. For now though – it’s all about figuring out how to work this contraption, so forgive me for a pretty mundane first post.

Things can only get better.

TartanRose

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