I never know what you should write in these pages. So Hello, Good Evening and Welcome to Cambridge Mummy. The blog of a a bird who lives in Cambridge and is a Mummy. It’s an innovative title isn’t it?
Before we go any further together, please note that this is my personal blog. If you are looking for Liz Weston, Manager of The To Do List at Hope House Press, you’re in the wrong place. Sorry about that.
And as this is my personal blog, it’s not all SEO’d up, or got bells and whistles. In fact, I doubt this blog could even play the recorder. It’s not a showcase for my work life. It’s me – rambling, wittering, being sarcastic and sharing my thoughts on the world at large and closer to home.
Now that disclaimer is out of the way, we can begin. I’m Liz Weston. Well officially, I still am. I use my blog as a way of spreading my thoughts of peace and joy to all, even the people who created all of the football and minecraft apps that the boys want to have on their phones and ergo, have to be on mine, because we all share one account.
I am married to Lovely Bloke who I met through internet dating. We live in Cambridge. My mum and dad think it’s a lovely part of the world. To me, it’s nice because we’re 10 mins from A&E when we need it – I figure with two adventurous souls for children, they’ll soon hold a seat for me permanently.
Lovely Bloke and I have two boys who are 11 and 10 years old – E and W. They are both school children and I’m mourning the loss of my babies and pre schoolers. I work full time. Well, actually, I am self employed so the statement above translates to “I work full time hours plus lots more…” I spend lots of my time in my online life as I work from home most of the time….
The other thing I should say is that I’m no longer a dog owner. Our dog died. We haven’t been able to get a new one yet because it doesn’t feel right. It’s a pickle. It’s an emotional pickle – so much so that I can’t bear to change my blog title to reflect her leaving us to go and chase things elsewhere. [[ Summer 2018 update – WE HAVE A NEW DOG. SCOUT. A cockerpoo bundle of fluff. Check out my instagram for pics and blurry videos ]]
As of 2017, I’m also a Daughter to a Dad who has frontal lobe dementia. You’ll find I post a lot about my Dad. It’s all happening very quickly so I’m trying to keep it together and document it so I can look back on this with a clearer mind. At some point. Hopefully. [[ Summer 2018 update – my Dad died in January. He was supposed to live for at least another two, possibly up to ten years, so it’s been a bit of a shock, hence the random posts of late. Normal service is resuming though. Kind of. ]]
The most up to date info on my work stuff is that Lovely Bloke and I had a ‘moment’ two years ago and bought Hope House Press – a luxury leather stationery company. My love of diaries, notebooks, journals and all things stationery has come full circle. I still own the pencil from my maths GCSE more than 25 years ago, so I really do qualify to be the Chief Tester ;))
And whilst I love my Husband – he’s a great bloke – I have opted to still work on a part time basis for one of my oldest clients – Airport Lynx. I get to talk cars, logistics and get away from my family regularly. I think I should pay them for the opportunity frankly, because I love it so much. No really, I do. Remember my posts about tyres with Michelin?
Back in the day, I founded Weston Communications in 2008, as a publishing business working in partnership with NHS Maternity Units. I expanded our work shortly afterwards as I found that everyone wanted me to do Social Media, PR, Marketing and Communications work for them and I couldn’t go on being bought cake and coffee in return for my input forever. I then bought UK Baby Shows in August 2011 and ran it as a side “thing” because I have a love of events. I loved that my life was all about social media and communications. It’s given me so many great experiences and brought so much to our family. I don’t regret a moment of it.
What else shall I tell you about me?
In February 2011 I had my hair cut from below shoulder length to very short indeed. Lovely Bloke spent a long time trying to get used to it – almost as long as I have spent growing it out, to be fair. Most people said it was great, but a couple of dear friends have said I should grow it. I agree with the latter. But I’ve had a go at it, and that’s what counts… Thankfully, it’s now shoulder length but needs to grow a lot more before I’ll be back to happy with it…
I’m getting my act together to shift my baby weight plus a bit (like 4 stones…) because I don’t want to have to decide whether to introduce myself to people as being “curvy” aka overweight, forever. I want to be happy with the photos that are taken of me and not feel the need to veto them before they can go live. Life’s too short for that kind of stuff…. If only I could stop eating cake long enough to action it…