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It's All Over

Sunday, 19 March 2017
To all my loyal readers over the years I want to start by saying a massive thankyou to you all for sticking with me, enjoying what I write and making me feel like I was good at something.

I don't want you to get too upset, I will still be blogging but I will be putting my heart into something I truly love and believe in. I have struggled over the past few months with knowing what I want out of life and I've been putting my blog on the back burner, not because I fell out of love with blogging but because I didn't believe in anything I was writing.

Being a lifestyle blogger is like swimming with the biggest school of fish in the ocean, you have to be 100% dedicated to break out of the pack to make yourself a success and with finishing uni and walking into a full time job I wasn't one for making that commitment. Lifestyle blogging is very duplicate when it comes to content. You can write beauty reviews, fashion posts and take your readers travelling with you but they've probably read a lot of variations of the same thing before they have reached you. In my opinion I wasn't capable enough to come up with original ideas or when it came to writing similar content because I wasn't excited by the thought of writing there was nothing new and fresh in my content. So I appologise for being a crappy blogger.

So now I would like to welcome my new blog. A blog I have 100% love for and am wanting to put 100% dedication into because this is the one thing I care for most. Dogs. I know a lot of my readers loved my Archieventure series over on this blog and I've decided to expand that concept to a full working blog called "The Barking Times." Not only will there be adventures of Archie, Dexter and Denzil but there will also be how to guides, product reviews and a star dog each month. I'm not going to go into too much detail because you can all go and join my new community of cute dogs.

The link to my new blog is www.thebarkingtimes.co.uk

I want to say a massive thankyou once more for all your support and understanding my heart just isn't in this blog anymore.

See you on the doggy side.

The Body Shop- Hemp Cream

Sunday, 11 September 2016

Everyone who is plagued with psoriasis gather round! I'm going to share my secret with you all on how to clear up your problems and possibly eczema. My psoriasis is only mild, it flares up on my elbows, on my hairline and occasionally on the backs of my knees when I'm stressed or am having a bad run of anxiety. It's sore, itchy and ugly especially when it gets in your hairline because you either look like you have nits or extreme dandruff.

I've attended a few of The Body Shop blogger events in the past and although they were to show us the latest product launches I wanted to know if there was anything that they recommend for my psoriasis. That's when I got a sample of their Hemp Body Butter and ever since then I've dedicated my life to hemp, using it not only for my psoriasis but also the hand and foot cream are an essential in my skin care draw.

What is hemp? I'm not going into a whole scientific definition because I got a D in science and I'll just make a fool of myself... all I know is that Hemp is one of the oldest crops in the world, over the years people have benefited hugely from its oils and medicinal purpose. It comes from the same species as the cannabis plant but using the non-psychoactive variety of hemp meaning you don't get high but will still produce rich oils, perfect for moisturising products.

After trying various creams to try and clear up my psoriasis this is the first thing that works in up to two days depending on the severity of the break out. The only thing I haven't yet cured is the problem on my scalp, I don't fancy rubbing body butter into my hair so if anyone has a holy grail for scalp psoriasis give me a shout. I cannot give my full word on whether it would clear up more severe cases of psoriasis or eczema because it's not something I have myself but it's definitely worth a try.

After I was given my sample the little pot probably lasted me about 2-3 months, the cream is that moisturising you need the tiniest amount and it goes a long way. It's extremely cooling, relieving any pain in your most problem areas. Admittedly the smell isn't great but if it clears up the soreness, the itching and redness of the rash then the smell will be the last thing on your mind.

So thankyou The Body Shop for changing my life and giving me one less thing to worry about when I'm stressed or anxious. If any of you end up trying this cream give me a shout and let me know how you get on!


A Weekend In Windermere

Thursday, 1 September 2016
August Bank Holiday, the last long weekend before Christmas and this year me and Ben decided to actually do something rather than lounge about and fester in front of the TV. With previous plans to go to Leeds Festival as part of my birthday present, instead we opted for a more relaxed weekend in Windermere.

We arrived on the Friday and stayed at Autumn Leaves Guest House, a beautiful little bed and breakfast pretty much central to Windermere and just a short walk down to the lake. We got settled into our home for the weekend and went down to the lake to explore. Unexpectedly the weather was beautiful and after finding a boat hire cabin we took that as an opportunity to get out and explore the largest lake in England. "Head to the yellow buoy and make a right, you'll get the best views out there" and we definitely did. Where I live I am so close to the lake district, yet I've never been to places like Windermere and I've never experienced the views that I did that day, it was incredible.






On the Saturday we were up early as we had planned to go walking up Helvellyn, the third highest mountain in the Lake District. I'm no experienced walker, I walk quite often, going up the three Yorkshire Peaks and Malham regularly, however I was not prepared for the challenge of Helvellyn. The whole walk is around 8 miles of  constant ascending and then constant descending which puts a huge strain on your knees, calves, thighs.... Just everywhere on your legs basically. Not only do you have the physical strain of the walk but once you reach striding edge it's a scramble to the top, having to rock climb and pull your way up the last part of the mountain to reach the top which was fun, but extremely tiring.
5 hours later we had done it. My legs were shaking and I had developed some very attractive tan lines as once again the weather was on our side. It may have been a struggle but the sense of accomplishment and the views we had were worth every minute.




After the mountain walk on Saturday we opted for a day of rest on Sunday. Having a lie-in watching Sunday Brunch and then heading down to the cinema to watch Finding Dory. I thought the smallest cinema that existed was in Skipton, however walking into the cinema screen there was 8 rows of seats and a velvet drop down curtain over the screen and Skipton's cinema had now been upstaged.
After the Cinema I (dragged) Ben to go see the World Of Beatrix Potter exhibition as this year celebrates 150 years since her birth. Although it was full of hyperactive screaming children it was still magical to me, seeing all the characters and learning where all her inspiration stemmed from.






When Monday arrived we decided to have another relaxed day, although we had to check out of the room by 10 we slept through breakfast and got up in our own time. Seeing the blue sky through the window we decided to take a walk back down to the lake and get another boat out onto the lake before we set off back home. We got out onto the lake, switched off the engine and absorbed as much peace and fresh air we possibly could.

I've never known how lucky I was to live so close to beautiful places like these but now I know where they are I'm positive I will be visiting a lot more.




Look who's back. Finishing university.

Tuesday, 17 May 2016
It feels so nice to be back with Archie laid by my side writing a blog post. I must apologise for being absent for the past 7 months, however, now my student life is over I have more time to sit down and get creative again. I may also be a bit rusty so if this is all over the place again I'm sorry but my blogger brain has been switched off for a long time.

I've finished university. EEP!

So this is the most important thing. That first day at university when everyone tells you to cherish and make the most of your time because it will be the quickest three years of your life. They weren't lying. From the start of uni to now I'm a completely different person. Both my educational and personal journey have massively impacted my life and made me a much more confident person. In the space of three years I went through heart break, betrayal, lost a very close family member and had uncountable breakdowns due to stress, anxiety and the work load I had and I am so thankful that they all happened. I know life doesn't get any easier from here and having to deal with all those things whilst doing a degree and a placement and holding together my life and a part time job (and at one point 2 part time jobs) has made me such a stronger person.



There are so many cliches about university "it'll go so fast, you'll find your friends for life, you'll find your career path" blah blah blah, but they are cliche's that are actually true. I don't want to turn this into a message of 'if you don't go to uni you will never get any of those things' because that is not the case at all. Some people are meant to go to uni some people are not. I was one of those people who were meant to be there. I know what career I want, I met my friends for life and yes I am now sat here thinking where did the last 3 years of my life go?

For anyone doing a journalism degree or thinking about doing one the only advice I can give is be prepared. Be prepared to work under pressure, to really short deadlines. Be prepared to turn up to class and be sent out knocking on doors to find stories. Be prepared to shove cameras and microphones in strangers faces and find out about their lives. Be prepared to have the most hectic insane 3 years of your life because you don't get any breaks in the world of journalism.


I put so much pressure on myself these past 7 months and was trying to push myself to please other people instead of myself and that was the wrong thing to do. I was waiting for my essays thinking how I would tell other people if I did bad or what will they think if I fail? And in the end the answer was, no-one really cares as long as you are happy and healthy. The run up to the end of uni is the most emotionally draining time of your life and I'm still not fully over it. In fact it's upsetting writing this, I think it's finally sunk in that it's all over, all my friends are going back home and those amazing people I saw everyday and shared three years of memories with won't be around anymore. All I can say for anyone who is going to be in my position next year, start everything early and make time to enjoy your last months at uni because I certainly didn't.

I am glad it's all over though, I couldn't have gone much longer in education and I'm ready to start the next part of my life. I'm so thankful for all the opportunities I've been given, for the people who have come in and out of my life, taught me lessons and helped me grow.
I'll be continuing my blog as normal now and I'm looking forward to bringing you on some of my adventures over summer, Colour run, Glastonbury, graduation, my 21st, a surprise trip that I know nothing about yet. I'm so happy to be back and I hope you all come back and forgive me and join in on my adventures!





Archieventures: RSPCA Big walkies/SacconeJoly meet up

Sunday, 11 October 2015
Hello human companions, hasn't it been far too long since we last conversed. This is probably the most exciting, wag your tail off, post I may ever do. I must confess the secret that I love to lay on a night with Master Lucy and gaze at a noisy moving screen. After 6pm every night we snuggle up and watch a family called The SacconeJolys. Well folks, today I got to sniff them and be petted by them. Magical.
Masters Lucy and Ben took me to a far away land. The biggest park I've ever seen in my doggy life and there were so many smells and doggy companions there. I must admit that with my timid temperament I was rather overwhelmed by it but I soon got the scent of the day and got the strut back in my paws.
Waiting in line. Are we nearly there yet?!
Now get ready to wag your tails off. Here is me and Master Lucy with Anna and Jonathan SacconeJoly. Although I am a big fan of them I enjoy the times when their four legged companions say hello to me through the noisy screen. Being raised as an only dog (apart from the occasional puppy invasions) Albi, Sena, Bianca, Theo, Nevea and Nuvalo are like my 6 friendliest canine friends. I'm sad to say that they weren't there but me and Jonathan became the best of friends and I have now upgraded them to Masters.  Of course it wouldn't be an Archieventures without a little bit of mischief. Let's say all I wanted to do was see what presents all the others had brought them, unfortunately I accidentally knocked them all over and master Lucy told me off. Oops. As you can see I had a quick chinwag with Jonathan before I left to go back home and do what is required on a Sunday. Sleep.


#worldmentalhealthday

Saturday, 10 October 2015
Why isn't everyday world mental health day? There are so many people in the world who live with and struggle to live with mental illnesses and the way I see it is that it should be treated the same as any other illness. If you're poorly or don't feel well you go get help, but with mental illnesses a lot of the time you're too afraid to go to the doctors or even to just talk out loud about it because for some reason it's seen as a sign of weakness, "a mad person's disease." 
I want to use this post to share with you some problems I face because some things in my list may relate to a lot of people and I want those people to know that they aren't alone. 

Why am I ashamed to have anxiety? I shouldn't be, I can't change this. 
Why do I worry that every time I go out my friends are going to shun me for having a panic attack, for leaving early, for not being fun? Because I'm embarrassed when it happens and I'm too concerned about what other people think. 
Why do I panic about panicking? Because I'm my own worst enemy. 
Why do I think that my anxiety makes me look weak? Because when people have their first panic attack they think they are having a heart attack, and I have to deal with these every time I'm in a situation I feel uncomfortable in. 
Why can I not be excited to go places? Because I'm too busy worrying about what it's going to be like, how busy it might be, whether I'm going to have a panic attack. Stepping into the unknown, even if it's going to a new town, shopping centre can be terrifying.
Why do I have to plan months ahead for the smallest events? Because being unorganised panics me. Others might be able to get up and go, I have a list of things I need just in case I get an attack. 
Why am I still unable to talk to people about it? Because a lot of the time people have made me feel weak or weird or ashamed for being this way and if I don't know you I will suffer in silence. 

I have my ways of coping with it, but when I find myself in those situations people are more concerned about carrying on their night out, or getting on with their day, you seem like you are an inconvenience to them. If you don't know how to deal with someone who is in that situation you might want to read this. 
Having someone just sit next to you and hold your hand or have their arm around you, when they breath with you, make sure you've done all the procedures and not only remove you from the situation but stay with you after it are the best people. The people that don't roll their eyes or sigh or sulk afterwards. The minute that they portray that you've ruined their day or their night are not the kind of people you want to be around. Be with the people who give you space when you need it and understand that you want to be left alone for a couple days. Be with the people who know that you can look after yourself, but will always be there when that extra support is needed. 

I started with anxiety when I was around 14, I'm now 20 and although I have overcome a lot of issues there's always something new that comes a long in life. I know that being a teenager with anxiety or even depression is the worst. Teenagers are the least sympathetic people, when you have a panic attack in school you're "attention seeking" or you're just that weird girl that freaks out over nothing. Either that or people don't believe you, say that you must be faking it because someone that young can't have any worries or any problems to make you like that. 

I'll probably have this for the rest of my life. Probably not as bad as was or is now but aspects of my life will always be held back by anxiety. 

We need to start speaking out. Getting help and supporting each other. 


Disappearing act.

Friday, 2 October 2015
I don't know if you remember me? I know it has been nearly 2 months since my last post and I know I've been a terrible blogger yet again and all I can do is apologise. However, this is a pre warning that I'm not going to be on here as often any more. Blogging has always been a hobby for me, I never wish for it to go anywhere big I just have fun doing it and as soon as it becomes a chore I stop. There are many reasons that got in the way of blogging over summer and now that I'm in my final year at uni things are getting as hard as they can get and that is my focus. I want to succeed and I want to come out of university not only with a good degree but a really impressive CV.

I'm not saying that I'm going to disappear forever I just want all my readers to know that my posts will be hit and miss. I think one of my biggest regrets would be to give it up completely just like I have done with other hobbies in the past. Doing journalism at uni a lot of the writing is straight news writing, you follow rules and structures and this is my place to escape and play around with my writing and I don't want to lose that.

So thank you to all my loyal readers for sticking by me. Goodbye for now.