My Life: 'Banner Birthdays'

I'm not big on birthdays. Ever since I hit my teenage years, the thought of having to make sure a group of people were all having a good time just filled me with dread. I don't like spending too much time in large groups, I don't really like having people in my house, and I certainly don't like to be the centre of attention. But maybe the real reason I stopped enjoying birthdays is because nothing can beat the birthdays of my childhood.

I'm on about the ages of around four years old until ten. When everything is a little bit magical and a lot exciting. I've had teddy bear's picnics, pass the parcel and bouncy castles, trips to Paultons Park and rides along the cliff tops in a limousine (hello 11th birthday). 

I'm fortunate enough to have my birthday in May, and even luckier that almost every year has been good weather. This means pretty much every birthday has been some kind of outdoors event. I think one of my favourite birthdays was the time a fairy came to visit. I was 6. My mum warned me that she might have to use a growth spell so she'd be big enough for us all to see. So I set up my favourite chair for her, put on my fairy wings and waited patiently. 

She was a lot taller than I'd expected, adult size in fact, but at the age of 6 that's the kind of minor detail you can let slip. After all, there was a real fairy in my garden! 

I'm still not convinced birthdays after the age of 10 can be that magical, but this year I'm heading to Disneyland paris over my birthday, so I think we'll let this year be an exception. Spending my 22nd birthday in my favourite place, I couldn't really ask for much more. 

My Life: A 'Adventures I've Been On Around The World'

I love a holiday. I'm lucky enough to have been to some great places in my 21 years on this planet. My first plane journey was at the age of 4, when we set off on a family holiday to Rhodes, Greece. Since then I've hopped on a plane to various countries. I can't say I've been far afield, most of my holidays have been in Europe, although I did get to go to New York back at the beginning of 2013.

I love to travel, visit new places, and see a bit of the world. Yet I'm definitely no 'traveller'. If you knew me in person, you wouldn't put me down as one of those people who long to see the world. I'm a homebody. I love nothing more than my bed and good cup of tea, but that doesn't mean I don't like to travel. I just like to see the world with the comfort of a nice hotel, a good night's sleep and the promise of being back home after no more than a fortnight. 

My list of places I want to visit keeps getting longer. Next on my list is Amsterdam. I'd also love to head back to Barcelona at some point in the next year, and I wan't to visit Santorini. The Greek islands are my favourite, and I'd love to visit more of them!

Anywhere you'd suggest I add to my ever growing list? 

My Life: A 'Advice to my 10-year-old Self'

Firstly, that Busted obsession, don't be ashamed of it. There'll come a time in just over a decade when you'll be so glad you know every song word for word. Trust me. 

Also those 'parachute' style trousers you insist on wearing, they're really not a good look. Neither are those weird netted vest tops you insist on wearing with them, but never mind, you'll learn. There's also the subject of that bad hair cut. It will grow. Eventually. So what it might have been right before school photos and yes, maybe it is still on display at your nan's, but trust me it does grow. 

On a more serious note, it's ok to be shy, but try not to let it stop you from making new friends. Also you don't need to worry so much. That Christmas play? You're going to make an amazing snowflake and, believe it or not, you won't even be that nervous when it comes down to it. 

Here comes the inevitable adult comment of 'your school years are the best of your life'. I'm sorry, but what everyone said was true. That's not to say you're not going to love being 18, or 20, but please, just enjoy yourself. Packed lunches, capri suns, fantastic English lessons and not quite so fantastic Maths lessons. You will miss it all. There's going to come a time when you'd do anything to turn back time, just a little bit. 

Having said that, you can't. Don't get your hopes up. It's only been 11 years, society hasn't quite perfected time travel.

My Life: The A-Z

Whilst having a browse in Waterstones the other day - there's nothing like a good book to get you out the post-Christmas slump - I came across a book. My Life: An Autobiographical Journal from Adventures to Zealous Plots. It's basically another one of those journal books, offering prompts to make lists/get writing/document your life. Now when it comes to those journal books, I just can't resist. I've almost completed my first year of One Line a Day and love filling out my Listography book so, obviously, I had to have this one too. 

It's an A-Z, offering various prompts such as A 'Advice to my 70-year-old self' and E 'Escape Plans', with one or two pages for each. The problem is, I'm not sure one page is enough for some of these.  So, because 1) I'm too lazy to think up my own content and 2) I'll probably want to ramble on a little more than the space allows, I'm going to be turning this into a mini blog series of sorts. As of January I'll be posting one A-Z of my life a week. Starting with the first page 'Advice to my ten-year-old self'.

See you in January.