The Liebster Award

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I have just realised I have been nominated for a Liebster Award. Thank You Pascale! I look forward to Pascale’s posts. I really feel connected with Pascale’s journey(Pascale’s Healing Journey). I feel very connected with all my fellow survivors of narcissistic abuse. It is just so hard to help people understand why this is so damaging but Pascale explains things so well. Her journey has been courageous and positive. This is such an important issue as it is at the root of much heartache and tragedy worldwide.

Thank you so much Pascale. I feel like I have arrived and am really part of the blogging community now.

The Liebster Award is a tag which helps new bloggers get more traffic, connect with each other and make relationships in the blogging community. Here are the rules for the award:

  1. Write a post to show your nomination if you accept it.
  2. Put the Liebster Award logo on your post.
  3. Give some info about the Liebster Award
  4. State the rules for the award.
  5. Thank the blogger who nominated you and provide a link to their blog.
  6. Give 11 random facts about yourself.
  7. Answer 11 questions that the blogger gives you.
  8. Nominate 5- 11 blogs that have less than 200 followers.
  9. Notify them of their nomination.
  10. Give these blogs 11 questions to answer.

Inspiration for my blog:My dear daughter inspired me to start my blog, just after everything in our lives had taken a rather dramatic turn.My daughter was the one who initially set up my blog for me. I tinkered with it but I didn’t really know where to start until I had got some career’s advice from somebody else, who had also thought the blog would be a great idea.

My number one tip for bloggers would be to engage with the blogging community.

Outside of blogging, I am a keen genealogist. My goal is to bring every person to life, to reveal their stories. I make all my own cards and occasionally my own earrings. I also scrapbook. I have always been interested in self-sufficiency. We used to spend all our time in the garden when the children were little. I even had a few chickens. My favouritĺe chicken lived to be twelve years old and she would follow me around like a dog.There is nothing quite like sitting down for a meal, where you have grown all the vegetables. I particularly love herbs. I had several huge rosemary bushes. I tried to shaŕe any excess crops with my neighbours. It is just possible that the thirty dollars worth of worms I boight spread far and wide. I put a lot of effort into my compost heap. I love that I can grow almost anything here in Australia. I had several of those cheap little plastic greenhouses. My ex had bought me a proper greenhouse. I do think he realised that my gardening actually benefited us financially. He would delight in tormenting me wit his giant weeds prayer at times. He turned all the edges of our lawn brown. I loved the bugs in our garden and so did the children, even if my daughter had shocked me one day by putting some sort of giant grub in my hand. I marvel at the insect life here. I always used to defend spiders from going up my mother’s vacuum cleaner or getting sploshed back in England but the spiders can be very different here in Australia. (See Trance )

I was reasonably pleased with my gardening in my new home too, until I had bought my youngsters a bunk bed and I couldn’t really open the door to my balcony any more.

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Nelson Mandela is one of my greatest inspirations. The struggle was one I discovered (through my research), with which my family had a profound and personal connection. I was struck by the power of somebody who could have so much influence for so long despite his circumstances. I read that while imprisoned, he had refused to answer to anything but “Mr Mandela.” I took and still take my inspiration from this. We can always insist on being treated with respect no matter what our circumstances.

What book am I currently reading?

I am currently dipping in and out of Psychopath Free by Jackson MacKenzie.

My top holiday destination would probably be Paris. I Love France. I also have French ancestry.

What can’t I live without?-My faith.

My pet peeve is know-it-alls and flying monkeys.

Which animal would I be?

I would love to roam the seas as a whale or a dolphin.

My favourite word in the English language, would have to be chocolate. I love the sound of it but I enjoy eating it even more.

Eleven random facts about me.

I was a teacher. I now have ambitions to work in the legal field and help others in my position. I was originally going to study Law but found myself living in America and became interested in teaching when I had volunteered at a local school.

I have lived on a kibbutz. I was once knocked almost senseless by avocados falling on my head, while we were picking them.

I have also visited a UN refugee camp on The West Bank. I had spent a lovely afternoon helping a Palestinian girl who was striving to learn English from a very old textbook.To my surprise she had given me a wooden necklace and some earrings.

I speak French and German(getting a bit rusty these days). I know a smattering of Hebrew and I can say thank you in at least eight languages. I also studied Latin, although I am definitely not keen on Caesar’s Gallic Wars.

I have no sense of direction.

I have had my writing published in both England and Australia.

I had a brush with fame when my research was published. I was interviewed for the paper. I hadn’t really liked all the attention, even though the people were absolutely lovely.

My writing and research was recently used in a book about WW1.

One of my happiest travel memories is spending the night camping in Eilat and watching the sunrise over the Red Sea, while eating a pita filled with avocado and tomatoes.

I once fell off the back of a lorry(English expression meaning dodgy goods) but I did it literally, as I had been checking trailer temperatures- as part of my temporary job, I was doing at the time.

I spent several days sleeping on the deck of a ferry between Haifa and Crete.

I am a huge heavy metal fan and I have taught my youngsters all the moves, including air guitar.

I have sat in the Royal Box at Royal Ascot and conversed with aristocracy. The Queen had sat perhaps perhaps 10-15metres away.

Blogs I nominate:

Life of a London Teen

No More Narchole

G.L.Jones

Fitness and Passions of a Dad

Workers Write

Blog questions to answer:

What is your favourite quote/verse?

What is your least favourite household chore?

Which country/countries would you like to visit?

If you could contact your ancestors, what would you say?

Any things you wish your parent or caregiver had told you or warned you about?

Do you know anything about your ancestors and where they came from?

Do you have any family traditions?

What is the most interesting place you have ever visited?

Do you have a particular dish you enjoy cooking or eating if you really don’t cook?

Which historical/famous figure would you most like to meet/have met and why?

What was your most unusual job/workplace experience?

If it helps I doubt it’s any worse than mine. I once worked in a rubber factory-it wasn’t quite what you think it was but pretty close.

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