I Could Have Married a Harlem Globe Trotter- My Special K 30 year post

Thirty years ago I was a teenager just starting out in life. I had a job as an assistant in a college for blind people. I went on two holidays, one with work to Skegness and one with my boyfriend to Paignton in Devon. We didn’t go abroard. My boyfriend took me to the National Exhibition Centre in Birmingham to see the Harlem Globetrotters and while collecting autographs after the show one of the players pushed through the crowd to me and asked my name. Then he said ‘Anne, will you marry me?’ I didn’t have time to answer as very jealous boyfriend was dragging me away!

I lived at home with my mum, my kid brother and my dog Sam. My favourite pastime was taking my younger brother along with my niece’s and nephew’s on day trips to the park, zoo even the airport to watch the planes.

I had permed hair. I’ve heard that it’s coming back, I doubt I’d perm my hair ever again.
Here is a photo of me with my mum in Rhyl where we went for a day trip.

Fast forward thirty years to today. I’m no longer with very jealous boyfriend, although we did get married and have two children and end up together for fourteen years. He never took me to see the Harlem Globetrotters again. (I may have been tempted to go alone.) My current partner I’ve been with for eleven years and we have three children together. My holidays this year are booked at Center Parcs Whinfell Forest and Pontin’s Southport. I’ve still not been abroad!

I live with my partner, my five kids and four cats. My favourite pastime is….blogging! I do still enjoy taking the kids out on day trips. My nieces and nephews now have kids of their own, actually they have kids old enough to have kids (eeek!)

 My mum is no longer with us, along with my younger brother and my dog Sam.

I have straight hair, it’s still brown, thanks to the dye, otherwise it would be what they call salt and pepper, but please don’t tell anyone. I did go blonde once, in my early thirties. I didn’t like it, but it did earn me my first ever wolf whistle.

Also, I’m not as skinny as I used to be. I suppose having five kids does that to you. Particularly when you have kids at an older age, your body just doesn’t spring back into shape. Two and  half years after having my last baby I’m still trying to slim down. Being tall means I can get away with a little extra spread but as you can see by this next photo my tummy could do with a little help.

These are my lovely friends by the way, we had this photo taken on a girlie weekend recently.

This is the bit where I plug my favourite breakfast cereal. I love Special K, it tastes great and fills you up and it’s good for you. It’s the perfect breakfast if you are on a diet, or just trying to keep breakfast healthy. I was happy to review the new Special K which is now more delicious and wholesome. For the first time in 30 years Kellogs have changed the recipe of Special K and it now includes three grains instead of two. I’ve always loved Special K but now I think it’s even tastier. I usually buy the box with little extras like red berries or chocolate, so it’s been a while since I had it plain. I didn’t miss the extras though, there was loads of flavour and as usual it kept me satisfied for longer.

I’m also a fan of My Special K where you can get tailor made diet advice and recipes just for you. You can work out your BMI and follow a weekly plan to get you on the road to an healthier you. It’s simple to use too and gets easier with time as you add your own recipes to the plan so it suits you completely.

So that’s how Special K and me and have changed in the last thirty years. On a final note, would I have changed anything?
Well, I might have married a Harlem Globetrotter *wink*

This is my entry for the BritMums/Special K “How I’ve changed Linky Challenge”


  1. May 7, 2013 / 8:05 pm

    In another universe there's a version of you who ran away with the Harlem Globetrotter – but I bet she's not happier than you are now!

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