Why do I always look ginger in photos on insta... (either that or it makes my hair looks green 😷) #selfie #holiday #goingout #corfu #necklace #shouldbeblonde #looksmoreginger #ginger #blonde (at Rou Estate)
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Why do I always look ginger in photos on insta... (either that or it makes my hair looks green 😷) #selfie #holiday #goingout #corfu #necklace #shouldbeblonde #looksmoreginger #ginger #blonde (at Rou Estate)
The Epitome of Having No Filter.
This one shows the point of this blog perfectly. Yesterday I was visiting my Uncle with my Mum when my Uncle decided to tell me a joke... “What do you call a Mancunian with a filing cabinet?” he said. I interrupted him there. “OK so a Mancunian is someone from Manchester right?” (a word of context, we were in Manchester at the time, my uncle is from Manchester!). Mum was sitting by me at this point and told me that she too had thought the same in her thinking process INSIDE HER HEAD but the difference was that she thought it in her head and corrected herself whereas I said it out loud and it was a genuine query for me!
Introduction to my stupidity.
So, let me explain...more often than not I find myself spouting out random comments that have come into my brain, that I have considered for half a second and then straight away blurted out for whoever is in my company at the time to hear. This often gets a huge sigh of ‘think before you speak Harriet’ or ‘seriously how are you actually doing a degree?’ Many times I have tried to construct my queries more intellectually so that I don’t get comments from friends such as ‘if only it was possible to do brain cell transplants’, but then I think what if something happens in those minutes of construction which prevents my ideas from coming out? Then I wouldn’t know if my theory that Barbershop choirs are named because they are male choirs and men get their hair cut at a barbershop is correct, or if it is true that when the wind changes direction then your face really is permanently fixed in the position that it is in. Therefore, these wonderful (in my eyes and could be described as genius) ideas will keep coming and this blog will give you some of my gems.