Busy? Me? Nooooo

What’s the definition of busy? As an adjective it’s having a great deal to do. So I suppose you could say I was busy this weekend…

I mean a quick rowing race (where we sat on the water for 3 hours before we even raced:)) then quickly off home, only to hack to a friends for a jumping lesson. Then I jumped two ponies round the same class the next day, turned them out, picked up the next and went home to homework. Not busy in the slightest!

But it’s weird, because that doesn’t sound that much to do now, but it seemed like it! Even weirder though, is how what I would call busy is a walk in the park for some people, and vice versa.

I have a friend, who rows and then plays netball or just plays netball  almost every single day. And I can’t help wondering what it was like, back in the days before technology when life was so much simpler, and being busy meant something else.

Because we have all these amazing technologies designed to make our lives that much easier, to make things quicker, but we seem to end up doing more instead!

“Our grandchildren”, reckoned John Maynard Keynes in 1930, would work around “three hours a day”—and probably only by choice”

This is from an article in The Economist that talks about us having more leisure time, but not seeing it that way. Which prompted me to think about the quote:

“If you want something done, ask a busy person. The more things you do, the more you can do” – Lucille Ball

And I think that just sums up society now. There is an even bigger gap between the hard workers and the scroungers these days. Maybe this is why. Because we’ve adopted this attitude, along with the ‘If you want something done, do it yourself’. Maybe we need a system to give the busy a rest, to make their leisure time count.

But in reality, we’ll just fill it with something else to do. That’s exactly what I’ve done.

I reckon I have a week before I’m busy again, I wonder what that’ll be filled with…



Dear Anorexia

Dear Anorexia,

Please sod off. You’re not welcome here. What gives you the right to destroy lives? I’m not going to sit and watch as you destroy another life without saying my piece.

Firstly, I’d like to say I understand that you’ve been set-up by Society, but may I just tell you that Society is corrupt and though you may think you’re achieving a great thing by striving for ‘perfection’, you’re really just an instrument in Society’s power-struggle. I appreciate your efforts to combat Obesity, who is agreeably very damaging to Society, and her good friend Humanity, but you are merely increasing the opportunity for Self-Harm, and we know we cannot afford that. Continue reading “Dear Anorexia”

dedication, motivation and determination.

as a tiny one, I was always told

‘There’s no such word as can’t’ – Grandpa Hughes

When we lost Grandpa, a few years ago now, they had this engraved on a plaque, which they stuck on the wall above his bench at the local RDA charity. Pretty cool guy huh? His motto was put up to help all the disabled children when he wasn’t there.

This man, his life and his motto help me through life every single day. Now life isn’t simple on my end of the stick, but it’s a lucky one and I’m so grateful but I digress, but this motto gets me through every single hardship there is. Accompanied with ‘If you don’t have time, make time’ and I’m sorted. This is me now

I resolved years ago to let my Grandpa’s mottos become mine, because I wouldn’t be who I am without them. Every time I feel like giving up, I tell myself ‘There’s no such word as can’t’ and on I go again.

My Grandpa had an iron will, if he put his mind to it, he did it. No ifs, no buts. It would be done. And I try to do that too, be a bit like him. You don’t want to trifle with us Hughesies, we are those of the iron wills, but that’s a story for another day.

What I’m trying to say, is that to me, determination, dedication and motivation are so important in life ( and that’s why). I mean without them, nobody would get anywhere really.

Today, I got up at six o’clock (not early but…) in some pretty miserable whether (was it snowing? No. Was it raining? No. What was it doing? Somewhere between the two…) and put on 9 layers of clothing to go rowing in the minus degrees. Rowing isn’t an easy sport, nor is riding, and it’s not something for the faint hearted either. Or the squeamish… But the dedication shown by my crew is top notch. And I don’t mean to blow my own recorder (because I don’t have a trumpet) I’d like to say mine is too.

Now how I could do this without motivation, determination and dedication I don’t know. But I don’t need to, because as long as I remember my Grandpa, I’ll have all three. And that’ll be forever.

this one’s for you Grandpa x


welcome to the madness little fluff

Pretty cool way to start the year:

Spent the morning doing boring bits and pieces like cleaning the kitchen, but then this afternoon…


Well world, meet the little fluff: Hustle! He’s a miniature Shetland colt, and he’s only six months old. Aww bless him, he’s SO fluffy! I have never met anything so fluffy, not even an owlet! He even makes me, my tiny little self, look like a giant!

We have big plans, this little guy and I.

I got him as a Christmas present (thank you Santa) from the lovely Polsue Manor Miniatures

Apparently he’s very cheeky so training him will be fun… Welcome to the mad house little fluff!


Anyway, it’s been three days now, and so far we have had a few melt-downs (he’s only a baby just got a bit overwhelmed) and discovered he has an appetite! So here comes the little Shetland attitude… and the stallion attitude too!

He learnt how to rear and walk on his hind legs a surprisingly long way, not sure that that’s entirely a good thing though… But we know if he kicks it doesn’t hurt too much! There’s just a nice little hoof print on my knee, sweet. It was an accident (I hope)

Bless, I made him sound like a monster but he’s not. He’s really sweet and did I mention how fluffy he is? Love my little man

Anyways I best be off, school tomorrow ewwwww.




So this is my blog! I thought it would be interesting to write and a good way to document my year. So here it is…

I’m Minna, and the family and I have a lot of pets (currently standing at approximately 45?) It’s the start of 2016, and the start of my blog. Bring it on! We have a new arrival today, and they’re very cheeky… Be prepared guys, the chaos is coming!