Anne's ramblings

Eating Less Chocolate

One of the great discoveries of the last few years for me was that stocking up on food for long periods of time is actually bad for your finance. Let me explain with a simple example. I am a big fan of white chocolate – and yes I know that’s not food – so every month I try to eat 4 bars of chocolates – I don’t like overdoing things- therfore I bought 4 bars at once. Two weeks later I was back in the store buying 4 more bars, because while at home, my mind kept going back to the chocolate bars in the fridge so I ended up eating them all. I know it sound harsh, but if you don’t have it you won’t eat it, so you eat less.

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Online video as an effective marketing tool

Amongst the different marketing strategies that have been applied to selling a product or service, there is none other than a live demonstration that has earned the highest interest rate amongst probable customers. In a real time scenario, the ability of a business entrepreneur to demonstrate the product or service in real time to the audience is quite limited by scope as well as would incur a big amount for the process. When it comes to products one would find the effectivity of this form of advertisement from a nanny first aid kit to designer silver rings, all inclusive.

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Healthy tax system

Why is it that the healthcare system is being made to pay out millions of pounds each year to deal with the treatment, operations and care of people that have cased their own illnesses through their lifestyle choices? I am not here to lecture people on what they should be doing with their lives, but I do think that other peoples hard earned money should not be paying for the treatment of avoidable illnesses. If you create a large amount of rubbish from decorating your house, you call someone like the Skip Company Sutton to come and take it away, you wouldn’t expect someone else to pay for your lifestyle; so why do people expect others to pay out for their other lifestyle choices?

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Caught in the act

I really do sympathize with any of you out there who are asking yourself the question is my husband cheating on me? If the question has arisen, there must be some reason why you are feeling suspicious. This in itself is a signal that he is obviously acting in an odd or suspicious manor and you cannot leave this to go unchecked. It does not necessarily mean that he is guilty, but you need to know the truth of the matter in able to carry on your marriage happily.

Unfortunately catching a cheat is not as easy as it is to catch out companies that are trying to sell you false products, and you cannot utilize the services of Enigin scam busters.

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Could we actually survive in an equal world?

Now, it may just be my so-called posh-bird-streak showing through, but I have a horrible feeling that the answer to the title of this article is a whopping great NO.

Imagine walking down the street and seeing this:

Everyone is the same. Similar clothes, nothing flashy. You never see anyone who looks upper class or lower class – everyone, no matter who they are and what colour they are, is equal. Even the sound of feet on pavement is the same all over the world. You can walk for miles and see nobody who has that spark of energy that comes with arrogance of despair.

Say you’re buying horse insurance – come on, I’m a posh bird, so this is my dream! – and when you call up the insurance company the girl on the other end of the line sounds like you. The same equality woes, the same old thing that you wake up with every day. Would that really be interesting? Probably not but it would be fairer, and fairer would surely be better for mankind?

I also know for a fact that many people just don’t want it fair…

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Work from home – away from home

I’ve been discovering recently just how difficult it is to get a website business off the ground when you still have to work at a full time job in order to pay the bills. I’m caught in a vicious circle, really, if I go part-time and the website work doesn’t come in, I’ll end up even further in debt, but at the moment I’m having to turn down assignments because there aren’t enough hours in the day. I don’t want to quit my job altogether, as it provides a nice little security blanket in a very uncertain world, but part-time hours would allow me to take on more work. What I need is another job (hear me out) that would allow me to earn some extra cash when the website business is slow. I’d been unable to come up with anything suitable, until my friend suggested working as a UK courier.

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The hunt for unique jobs

Many people out there have unique jobs – jobs which are a bit different to the run-of-the-mill office jobs which many of us spend our lives working away at. In the field of Biomedical Jobs for example, there are literally dozens of professions. You’d never know it from the title, but someone in this field might be an expert on one of the following things: blood transfusion, histology, immunology and cytology.

Fortunately, though, the hunt for such jobs need not always be complicated! There are dozens of job portals on the internet which can help you out. Trust me, I am a posh bird who has made it her business to know here stuff!

Facebook is the dominant force in social networking, we all know that, so why not take full advantage of it?

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Email obsession: get over it

I feel ridiculous admitting it, but it’s the truth: I used to be obsessed with checking my emails. I’d check them 20 or more times a day, often for no real reason. Why did I do this? It’s hard to say, but I’d say it was a habit which became conditioning. After all, isn’t that how anyone gets obsessed with anything?

It all began when I started working for myself. My job: to write for other people. Blog posts mainly, and also articles. One of my clients was a manufacturer of bespoke three piece suits . I loved the job and the flexibility it brought, but one of the biggest issues with it was the fact that I had to check my emails to see if she had contacted me…

Now, it all started fairly innocently. I’d check my email in the morning, then at lunch, then in the evening. But after a while I started to have less time to respond to emails. For example, she would want to know something and expect it right away and if I didn’t reply, I got the impression she was annoyed by it. So I started to check my email more. In fact I always had it open on my Desktop in case one came in.

I decided to stop checking emails first thing in the morning

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Joy of rambling

Wild nature, sights, sounds, smells – the hum of crickets hidden in the grass rubbing their legs together. The stench of boggy wet mud and the smell of bushes after heavy rain. Seriously: who couldn’t possibly like this?

My 14 year-old self, is who. I hated all this. Every Sunday as a child my family forced me to go out walking with them. Our mission: enjoy ourselves as a family all together. Our objective? To bond and become more closely knit.

Don’t get me wrong, I love my family, but back then so much was in our way. Resting idly between me and them were hormones, a chasm of misunderstanding and my love of anything they hated. So, when they despised the 4×4 cars that drove along the track at the top of our road, I adored them. And when boy racers put their foot down through our village – paying no attention to the speed limit – I loved that too!

actually, although mum wouldn’t admit it, she had been the stereotypical rebellious teenager too!

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I Don’t Drive

Moving house is, objectively speaking, one of the most difficult things in life. In the last five years I have moved house six times. For some people this is easier than others. If you have your own car or a driving license, you don’t have to rely on the ’kindness of strangers’. I have tried moving so many different ways; asking friends for help; not asking anybody for help; and hiring love. After a particularly awful experience when a friend sat and read a magazine while I carried boxes, I embraced the concept of paying for a man and van. Paying Chris was the single smartest thing I have ever done. He was strong, calm under pressure and completely reassuring in the most stressful of circumstances. Chris and I moved a refrigerator down from a third floor flat. Chris got a large settee into a very small Victorian terrace. Chris never flinches. It upsets me, sometimes, as a feminist that I can’t do everything for myself. When you ask some mates to help, they make you feel helpless. A couple of years ago I realized that it was my father’s fault that I never learned how to drive. I made him too nervous while he was trying to teach me, and he loved to drive so much that he didn’t want to share the wheel. I thought in blaming him, I could release the demon and take responsibility myself. That’s the plan anyway. I am looking for a driving instructor like Chris.

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