We were really thrilled to be sent some Chalkola pens to review and couldn’t wait to get started with them.

Chalkola wet erase markers are bright, bold and versatile and can be used on so many things like, ceramic, glass, mirrors, chalk board, tiles, metal and plastic. They are great for all sorts of arts and crafts and are useful as well as fun. I’m so pleased to be able to give away a pack of 21 Chalk markers including 5 metallic colours. Please see the Rafflecopter widget at the end of the post for your chance to win. Also, read on for a fantastic 15% off offer code to use on Chalkola products on Amazon.

Chalk markers need to be used on non porous surfaces as porous ones will absorb ink and leave ghosting. They are Eco friendly, non toxic, xlyene free and odour free. They are great for kids and adults alike.

As it’s nearly Valentines Day we decided to start with some Valentine Heart Messages.

Valentines Heart Messages.

What you need.

tin foil
Chalkola pens
What you do.

Cut out two hearts the same size from your card.

Cover one of your hearts with a piece of tin foil slightly larger than the heart.
Glue the other heart on the back.
Decorate with the pens.

Glass Decoration

For our next activity we used some old glass coffee jars and Gu jars that we had stored away and decorated them with the pens.

Chalkboard Messages

I purchased some chalkboards off Amazon and the kids had fun decorating them. We were lucky that these ones were not porous and the ink was easily washed off to use again and again.

As you can see these chalkboard markers are so versatile and have many uses. You can keep your designs or simply wipe them away and start all over again. To find out more about Chalkola Markers and their uses please visit the Chalkola Website

I’ve been given a 15% discount code for my readers to use when purchasing Chalkola Chalk Markers.

Use code: 15OFFSTR on Amazon for any Chalkola products.

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We're going on an adventure

We were invited into the school this week to take part in a Chinese New Year workshop. I really love that the school does these workshops and I love going in to spend some time with my children at school. I  remember many years ago that my mum came into school to help with the costumes and decorations for a school play. I was only about 9 years old and I loved having her there in school with me. Hopefully my children will remember me being in school with them when they grow old.

Boo’s teacher is off school at the moment so she had a supply teacher who I had not met before. She thought I was Boo’s grandma!! To be really honest, how can I be upset. I am old enough to be her grandmother, I have children old enough to be her parents. I guess it’s one of those things when you have children later in life, on one hand they make you feel younger, on the other they make you feel so much older.

Then you have to take into consideration of my appearance. I can’t walk properly and although I didn’t use my wheelchair this time, I was walking with sticks. Also, I’ve had to change my wardrobe because my skin hurts and I can’t wear tight clothes anymore. I generally wear dresses for comfort and ease. My jeans have been ditched!
Admit it! I look like an old lady!

old lady cartoon figure
Suddenly my perspective on life is changing. A couple off years ago I had so much trouble coming to terms with reaching fifty. I mean, it seems so old doesn’t it FIFTY. Middle aged, the golden years, OLD!! Of course once I turned fifty and didn’t feel any different I just carried on regardless, it wasn’t so bad.
Then I got sick and my mobility was affected. Sick and disabled and fifty! 
I find now that looking back over the past makes me feel like I’ve been on this earth such a long time. My memories go back such a long way, my childhood so far far away. But the memories are there and they are so precious. I wonder, if as I get older, my memories will become confused? Maybe I’ll start mixing up memories of my older children with that of my younger ones. 
Memories are important, no matter what age. You need to keep making them as happy and as memorable as you can. Life is short, fill it up, enjoy it, don’t wallow, get out there, make your story a good one. 
if you don't turn your life into a story

I’ve been so low this year thinking about the future and if I actually have one. It’s hard living with a disability, especially one that appears overnight and takes everything away. I had to learn to walk again from scratch, and now even a year later my body refusing to respond properly. It’s difficult looking to the future, I don’t know what is going to happen to me but I know it’s only going to get worse. I wanted to be around to watch my younger children grow up, I want to be a part of their entire childhood and maybe achieve my dream of becoming a grandma for real one day.

Instead of looking forward I’ve spent some time looking back and the memories are what keeps me going. I don’t have parents any more but I have so many happy, lovely memories. My Dad passed away when I was very young but I still remember him taking me to the bluebell woods, or the brook in the park where I could paddle in the water.

My mum passed away 8 years ago but it doesn’t seem that long. I can always pull a memory of my mum from my mind. Dancing at family parties, going to the tulip festival, having fun on the beach on our many big family holidays. We once pitched our huge frame tent on a field in Weymouth only to find the next day that our ‘plot’ was water logged. so mum came up with a great idea, instead of taking the tent apart again to move it, we could all get inside, grab a pole and ‘walk’ the tent up the field. It worked, but it was hilarious, especially from the outside seeing this huge tent sprout legs and walk up a field.

I have made many memories for my older children, I’m sure they will remember them and me in years to come. I also plan to continue making memories for my younger ones, for as long as I can.

My story will be a good one to remember, I’ll make sure of that.

Debs Random Writings


This week it was my eldest son’s birthday, we dropped the little ones off at their nanny’s and went out for a ‘grown-up’ meal.

The place of choice was Myako Teppanyaki where the food is cooked right in front of you. It was really entertaining evening, the waiter told us everything he was doing, made jokes, played music with his cooking tools and even managed a few games with the guests around the table, like egg shell golf. Of course, he also set the cooking area alight which is what you can see in my photo. Whoosh, right in front of us, at least three times.

The food was fresh, tasty and with very little additions. Here you can see the chef cooking up our fish dishes including the lobster shells which he was calling baby crocodiles.

It was good watching him cook and my mouth was watering to get stuck in.

Dessert was dessert, you didn’t get a choice. Normally, while out, I’d go for the most decadent of desserts, with plenty of chocolate. However, this ice cream with fruit and mango sauce was a perfect way to end the meal, and it left me happy as well as knowing I’d not just added a couple of inches to my waistline.


Sunday Snap

I wasn’t sure whether my word should be dreams or nightmares!

I’m taking medication that gives me the most weird and lucid dreams. Then on top of that I’m on a high dose of steroids which also affect my sleeping patterns. This means night time has become rather strange and disturbed.

Let me try to describe a couple of the dreams I’ve had this week.

I was lying on a cold floor in a dark cellar, there was barely any light but I could see a dark shadow across the room. The shadow came closer and started to cover me. I felt I could barely breathe and my body became stiff. I woke up and I was in a complete body spasm from my ribs to my toes. My legs were actually risen off the bed I was so stiff. I was terrified, but I knew I had to calm down because my breathing was becoming strained. Thankfully I did manage to cam myself with breathing techniques and eventually my body followed releasing me from the spasm.

This one is a little weirder and I don’t remember it very clearly. I don’t know how or why but I was sharing a very large bed with several women, we were all together for some kind of sleep experiment. The bed was very lumpy and I complained that if the woman next to me could just move over a little then I ‘d be able to get comfortable. The women next to me began arguing that I wanted special treatment because I was disabled and really started to have a go at me. I woke up feeling quite sad.

I always wake up from a weird dream and then I find it really hard to go back to sleep again. The dreams that imitate my illness are the worst, but I still have nice dreams too, they are just harder to remember. The dreams stick around in my mind all day and I guess they have dominated my week.

Edit: Last night I remember two dreams, In one I was diving off a very high building with a parachute. I remember waiting to jump and not feeling scared, but I don’t remember actually jumping. In the other dream I won a family holiday to Florida! Only I couldn’t tell anyone because I knew I wouldn’t be able to get travel insurance. (I guess this is something that has been on my mind recently and just turned up in a dream.)

I’d love to hear about your dreams too.

The Reading Residence

I’ve been asked to think about what the last thing my child needed. Well, I do have three young children and they are always needing things. Generally, it’s food, or comfort or just attention. It’s only natural to want to provide for your child and give them whatever they need to grow into adults and find their way in the world.

My children rely on me to provide their food. It’s not a hard thing to do, each week I go shopping and fill the cupboards and fridge with the things we need.Then I prepare and cook their food for them.

In Zimbabwe, drought means that there are very little crops and food to feed the families. Old fashioned farming methods did not help them either. World Vision helped to provide them with Cattle which in turn gives them fertilizer as well as meat and milk. Not relying on the rain so much has helped to feed many families. 

My children need to go to school. It’s important for them to get an education and have hope for their future. They are lucky that they have good schools to attend with lots of learning resources. They may complain sometimes and even want to stay at home, but they know that they need to learn. They would be lost without their school and all their friends and really just the chance to be children and do what children do.

In Lidita, Ethiopia, the children had to go to work to support their families.There was poor sanitation and lots of disease. Now, there are schools well equipped and the children can stay at school while the parents have been helped to set up business and sanitation has been improved. With lots of thanks to World Vision.

But the time when I know my children really need me is when they wake at night, maybe after a bad dream or feeling unwell. No matter how big they get still need a cuddle and reassurance that everything is going to be okay. All through life they will be my children and I will be there to support and love them unconditionally. We are so lucky we live in a world where there is peace and understanding. Were there are droughts or violence and war. Where we have clean water and bathrooms and food on the table. Even when times get rough with illness or money worries, we cannot compare to the suffering of other’s in Third World or war torn countries.

We spend a lot caring for our children’s needs but could we also go a little further and Sponsor a Child With World Vision.

If you would like to know more about World Vision Child Sponsorship or help promote the campaign please visit the Blog For #OURKIDSWV Child Sponsorship Campaign page and get involved.

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