medication online – hassle-free or a step too far.

I’m currently suffering from a cold. Nothing too terrible but I’m tired, grumpy and want it over and done with quick smart.

I can’t be bothered to head out to the shops and even the thought of a supermarket fills me with dread, so I’ve ordered some vitamin c and echinacea from an online pharmacy.

I never realised you could actually get so much from an online pharmacy but while I was nosing around the site it was clear they had everything covered! I’m not sure how it works with prescriptions, I’m sure there must be checks in place but it’s nice to know there are alternatives.

I had a good look round The Independent Pharmacy and they had everything covered – including stuff to treat nits! Always good to stock up when you have small people in the house!

I guess if you’ve been taking a medication for long enough and know it works for you then it takes the hassle out of trying to get a doctor’s appointment. I’m not sure we should be self medicating though – I still need to do a lot of research around how the whole process works.

But just maybe, if you make an informed choice and order from an online pharmacy it could be a great way of saving time and getting what you need.

 

Giving nature a little helping hand.

We’ve got a small garden so I’m always looking for ways to make the most of the space. Whether that’s creating a section for the children at the back, or adding mirrors and lights to create a sense of space.

The thing I love about gardens is that the seasons bring their own challenges, whether that losing the comforting veil of green in winter, to the overgrowth of plants and bushes at the end of summer. bottom line is I’ll always lose when I go up against nature. Those pesky roots I think I’ve finally beaten bide their time then reappear weeks later.

The wind battered walls get painted regularly but still they look worn and need another coat by the end of winter. That’s why I love to add flashes of plastic and glass. A huge mirror on that wall looks amazing and I can bring it in when the weather turns. I’ve created dens using plastic acrylic sheets in bright colours.

We’ve even grown tiny new tomato plants in brightly coloured tubes to add a little colour. There’s a great selection at www.simplyplastics.com with everything from flourescent tubes to mirrors, clear plastics and brightly coloured sheets.

This summer I’m planning a bit of a colour crazy kids section where they can plant seeds in the flourescent tubes, put mirrors up and create some games with plastic squares. My son has already suggested a colour version of hop scotch!

I love the natural world but punctuated with a little colour imagination and I can make my garden a fantastic little haven.

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Engagement rings – it’s not all about the wedding!

I’m not sure if I want to get married. It’s not that I don’t love him in doors. I do, I just can’t think of anything I do rather do less than organise a wedding! But that’s not to say I don’t want to get engaged. I know, I know, that’s ridiculous but the truth is I just love a beautiful ring!

Something deliciously sparkly on my finger…the idea makes me smile. I’m fully aware getting engaged should lead to getting married but perhaps I could just have a really, really long engagement and just have a ring?

I often wander past a jewellery shop and stop for a few minutes deciding which one I’d like. It would be rose gold and antique, something which would invite comments such as’ that’s so unusual, where did you get it?’. Buying beautiful antique rings is recycling too, right? So not only would I get something beautiful but I’d be saving the planet too.

Ok so that may be stretching it a little but the idea of wearing something with a past, with its very own love story attached is appealing. Was it bought after months of saving by a young man hopelessly in love with a girl. Was is passed down from mother to daughter in a moment of love – a chance to see her life and her loves live on.

I’m a romantic at heart and antique jewellery, for me, is the ultimate in romanticism. Breathing life into something which possibly meant so much and now sits alone in a shop.

I may not want a white wedding but I might be dropping some not so subtle hints about that beautiful rose gold treasure that winked at me as I walked past last week.