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Natural Hair Stage 1 | Grombre

So in my last post I talked about whether or not to go grey. I have been thinking about this a lot and typically I have started to notice SO many people whose hair is at various stages of grey or white. I think that the biggest change for me will be to see my hair in its natural state. I have literally been colouring my hair since I was 15 years old so honestly have no idea what it will be like once the dye grows out.

The first thing though, was to go and see my hairdresser to see if there was anything we could do to ease me into the transition – the short answer was yes, but also no. My hair has a red dye on it and so my hairdresser suggested that we strip that our and put something a little flatter on it in terms of colour to help things blend a little.

As you can see from these pictures, my hair does grow quite quickly and so I think within a year, I should have seen significant progress, I might even been entirely dye free! 😍 I think my hair is the most grey on top and most noticeable around my parting, but at the back I think it’s still fairly dark. I guess I will find out.

I plan to document how it goes, if only for my own sanity if nothing else. A whole new world. I personally think I will look like Storm from the Marvel comics…


G x


Shall I Go Grey? | Life Update

“Shall I Go Grey?” is not a question, I imagine, many men outside of show business EVER ask themselves. They just DO go grey and that is the end of that. But it’s a question that has popped into my mind of late.

Mum aged 39.

I myself have been going grey since my early twenties, taking after my mum, who started with a small tuft of grey at the front of her hair that slowly spread backwards. I have actually been colouring my hair since I was 15 and I’ve had it every shade of red, brown and black that you can think of. I even went blonde once, but it turned yellow and I looked like someone from the Simpsons…. post a photos you say. erm NO.

Recently though, I’ve got a bit bored with constantly having to colour my hair, I am sure it does it no good and so I have honestly thought about stopping. Of course, the internet was the first place I thought to consult about this decision, which naturally led me to Instagram and in particular to the grombre account, which champions women who go grey early:

All the women featured on there look fantastic and I have to be honest, this does spur me on. Of course I do have some concerns…

  • Will I look old. Not older… but OLD?
  • Will I be able to wait it out until my whole head is grey before I cave and dye it?
  • Will people judge me?
  • What if I hate it?

But one thing I always try to do in life is give things a go. So I might speak to a local hairdresser about a transition plan so maybe it’s not such a tough adjustment for me, but then I might just go for it. If I do hate it, I will just stop.

Also, the colour of my hair doesn’t define who I am! It doesn’t even define my age. I’m almost 44 and basically a girl who laughs at fart jokes. The lack of pigmentation in my curls doesn’t change that one bit.

Tally Ho!!

Gill x



Why we gave up Daisy | pupdate

So a question I have been asked a lot since I posted that we returned Daisy for re-homing, is why? I have really debated about whether or not to post this, but what I am about to share is still quite raw and so I am disabling comments on this post.

I have always been someone that loves dogs, some women’s wombs twang when babies are around, for me, it’s always been dogs. We lost Peggy dog in 2013 and it took until now (2018) to feel ready to adopt another dog. We searched various animal rescues for a while, but nothing felt quite right and so we took a decision to get a puppy.

We selected a breeder and after a single visit, we met Daisy an 11 week old Cockapoo and I fell in love. We then went on holiday for a few days to celebrate a family birthday and then came back a day early to collect our new fur baby.

This is the point in the story, where it’s supposed to get a bit happy, mischievous with a wave on social media posts showing how cute our puppy was,  lots of little laughing about all the cute things she does.
Below is an example of what actually happened:

Daisy just never settled with us, she was hyper from morning till night. We fully immersed ourselves in our furbaby,  giving her 100% of our attention, even getting up every 2 hours in the night to take her out for a potty break. We worked hard on her toilet training, bought her a plethora of chewing toys, 3 different sized crates and registered her with our local vet and puppy classes.

But Daisy didn’t settle.  Daisy had 2 speeds, either full on go, or fast asleep. When we could eventually walk her, it was limited to 2 x 15 minute walks a day (due to her age) and we thought this would tire her out. But especially at night, this would make her MORE hyper and one night at 10:30pm I had to physically restrain her after almost 3 hours of being awake and either playing/walking/zoomying. Puppies are supposed to sleep 18 hours a day!

Every evening it would take almost an hour to settle her down enough to go to sleep with me always having to sit on the floor near her bed so she could fall asleep in between my legs. Then, like a baby, I would have to delicately transfer her to her bed and I couldn’t move as she would just wake up. I had to wait until she was 100% sound asleep before I could get into bed myself.

After 16 long days M and I had a very tough conversation where we both admitted we weren’t having fun and maybe Daisy wasn’t the dog for us. We called the breeder and they agreed to take back. I couldn’t bear for things to be pro-longed, so we took her back immediately. I cried as I handed her back over and as we got back in the car, we both just gave in to all the emotions. Heartbroken.

Most people have been very kind to us both about what happened, others no so much, but there is really nothing I can or want to do to change people’s opinion of me or my decisions.

Adopting Daisy took was a decision we didn’t take lightly and deciding to give her up was just devastating. I do hope that there is a doggy out there for us, I haven’t lost hope, one day.

G x




Heartbroken | pupdate

Saying goodbye to Daisy…

This is such a sad post to write. 😢 This weekend Michael and I had to take an incredibly hard decision regarding Daisy. It had become very clear to us that she just hadn’t settled with us and we were all a bit miserable. We therefore decided to return her to the breeder for rehoming.

We are just so so very sad that I can’t really talk about it or say too much more, just that we are heartbroken that it didn’t work out. Maybe somewhere out there, there is a dog that is meant for our family. Someday.

Gill x



She’s home | pupdate

Wow! We have finally done it, we have dog, well a beautiful cockapoo puppy we have named Daisy. She has been in our home for almost two weeks and, well man ALIVE it has been quite hard. I mean wonderful, but SOOO Tiring.

We knew it would be hard work, but not ever really prepared for just how much! Having a puppy for us so far has been like having a toddler in the house, but one that wants to chew and bite everything, is teething and is incontinent! 😱

We of course trawled the internet for advice about how to start looking after her as well as asking various lovely friends what they did and how they coped. Us mining for help and advice was a blessing and a curse as even though everyone’s advice is very good, it can vary and I have to say for the first 48 hours we floundered in relative chaos.

However, after a couple of days we settled on a few small “rules” to start us off. Basically:

  • Take her outside every hour on the hour for a potty break during the day.
  • Big “potty party” every time she wees or poos outside, i.e. lots of praise and cuddles.
  • No big deal if she has an accident indoors.
  • Bed at 11:00 and outside every 2 hours during the night till 07:00.
  • Feed her twice a day, once around 07:30 and again about 18:00

So as you can see, that’s pretty full on. M and I were shattered as Daisy is teething and so wants to bite and chew everything. Also, everything in our house is new and so she wants to sniff and explore every inch. We have had to move everything out of the way so that an interested Daisy cannot grab it.

She wasn’t able to go out at first as she only had her final injection 4 days after she arrived and couldn’t go out for another week after that. This led to us all being a bit stir crazy, but one other bit of fab advice we had was to flood the floor with toys for her to chew. This did help to re-direct any unwanted chewing or mouthing. Which was a lot!

Almost two weeks in we aren’t letting her out every hour, but mostly after a big sleep, big play, food and if we think that she is indicating at the door. We just try to limit the chances of her having accidents in the house. She is doing great, not totally clear of accidents yet, but this is one area that’s going well.

The one where we are still struggling with is the crate. One universal bit of advice is that dog’s do best if they are crate trained. Daisy wouldn’t go in it at all at first, then we started to feed her in there as well as place her water there too. She now will go in and will tolerate a little bit of time with the door shut, but then she gets agitated and starts to cry (which I could cope with ) but then she also starts to bite the door and get distressed. She also pulls her bed out of the crate constantly, so the crate training isn’t going great. We’ve just got to keep going.

But Daisy is in fact a puppy, a baby and maybe we aren’t doing too bad. Maybe she will never take to the crate? But one thing I can tell you, she is 100% cute – show you some photos… well ok then!



Puppy Proofing the House | pupdate

Awake at 6am

Gah, I’m on annual leave, but I’m awake at 6am? Why could that be? Oh yes, that’s right, WE ARE GETTING A DOG TODAY!!!! I’m so excited and also quite nervous as I’ve never had a puppy before, the anticipation is immense.

I also can’t help but think about our first dog Peggy, who was a German Shepherd / Whippet x-breed, who we adopted in 2004, when she was 5. She was an anxious soul that caused us no end of worry, but we was also the gentlest, most sweet natured dog you could ever meet. We were heartbroken to lose her when we did, we loved her so much.

But today, as M said, we aren’t replacing Peggy, we are just getting her a sister. That makes me so happy, I could cry 😢 !

Also, please do expect me posting at weird times, as toilet training a puppy means lots of getting up during the night! Wish me luck!

G x


Getting Pup Ready | pupdate

Getting a puppy is an exciting thing, but it’s also a little scary and of course a MASSIVE responsibility. As it’s over 5 years since we had a dog, we need to go and get lots of stuff to get ourselves and our house ready. Wanna see?

The first things we had to get were a cushion for Daisy to sit on, some puppy training pads and a blanket. We will use the pads to help toilet train Daisy so that she doesn’t poo or pee in the house. The cushion will go in her crate, which we are also going to use to make her feel safe.

Then of course we wanted to get her some toys and things to chew in the hope that she doesn’t chew anything in the house that she’s not supposed to.

We tried to go for a mix of things her for her bit and play with and also things that we can give her as a treat when she does well. It’s hard to know what she will like and what will work best for her, but of course these things will be trial and error, so I will make sure and update my posts to tell you what she and we love.

I am still so excited about her coming to live with us and I can’t wait to blog our life together.