#151: If you could travel to any location in the universe — where would you travel and why?

I wouldn’t really mind, so long as it was habitable of course. I wouldn’t fancy being stuck in a weird spacesuit or in a living facility like they’re planning to build on Mars though – I like the outdoors too much!

Fight or flight

#150: When faced with confrontation, do you head for the hills or walk straight in? Was there ever a time you wished you’d had the opposite reaction?

In all honesty, for me, it completely depends on who is bringing said confrontation. If it is someone in a senior position, then I of course would not be able to fight against it – I know and respect my place on the food chain. However, if it is something I passionately believe in, whether it be an original idea or something where I know I’m 100% undeniably correct, I will very much stick to my guns. I think it’s incredibly unfair when people use their power and status to try to belittle and dominate people lower down on the ladder, so when I find myself cornered in this way, I do tend to speak up and attempt to defend myself. Although most of the time, if I’ve put my point across twice and the confronter still isn’t backing down, I then retreat as it’s not worth arguing about. Sometimes it’s easier all round if you let them “win”. One of my many motto’s, which I believe everyone should stick to, inevitably reducing the amount of confrontations: if you want something done, do it yourself. 



Weaving the threads

#149: Draft a post with three parts, each unrelated to the other, but create a common thread between them by including the same item – an object, a symbol, a place – in each part. 

Let me know if you figured out the pieces of the puzzle before reaching the answer at the bottom…

1) It was spring once again. That time of year when cupboards are re-organised, wardrobes are sifted and lofts/attic’s are emptied. He couldn’t believed that seven bags and four boxes had been filled, waiting ready to leave the house. Most of it included old toys, push chairs and old, unused furniture. He’d always wondered why he’d kept on to these for so long – his kids hadn’t lived there for over 10 years! They didn’t want any of it back and the majority of it would almost certainly never be used again. A few months later, it dawned on him… something he wanted to keep hold of was in one of those boxes. 

2) Unpacking always lead to numerous reactions… sometimes elated, others disgusted and sometimes completely baffled. We kept reminding ourselves that we’ve got to be grateful for peoples generosity, as even though we see some items as utter junk, it was very much loved in a previous life. The motto which rang throughout the premises was that everything deserved another shot at being loved once more. Regardless of what we thought when we saw it, out it went on display like every other item.

3) It had been found. Finally, after all these years! She sat staring, frozen at the sight of this rediscovered treasure, tears gathering ready to fall. After taking it out of the, what had been, neatly wrapped box, she turned to her friend and asked where she’d found it. Her friend looked completely puzzled, only able to respond by asking if she didn’t like it and wanted it to be exchanged. She’d gotten the wrong end of the stick – this gift was the best she’d ever received!

I tried to write the above three in the wrong order, to make them a bit more unrelated but I ended up accidentally confusing myself! So, the above is in the order that it would have happened, if it were real. The item that relates these three stories is a precious, passed down through the generations ornament that belonged to a gentleman’s grandfather (part 1) and had been accidentally donated to a charity shop (part 2) during his spring clean, which was then bought as a present for another woman (part 3), who turned out to be the daughter of the gentleman in part 1, and the great part is that this friend had no idea of its history and subsequent importance.




Elevator from the past

#148: You’re stuck in an elevator with a person from your past. Write this scene.

Funnily enough, I spotted two people from my past yesterday on my train journey home… one girl from my primary school and another from my secondary school. I didn’t speak to either of them though for separate reasons – I haven’t seen the primary school girl pretty much since when we left over ten years ago, so I wouldn’t have a clue what to say or where to start! The reason for not speaking to the secondary school one is because she was a bully who was quite mean and vicious to a lot of other girls – so I have no interest in talking about “the good ol’ times”, when for a lot of people they really weren’t.

Out of the two, for obvious reasons, I’d rather be stuck in a lift with the primary school girl as, from what I can remember, she was a relatively nice person. I think it would be easy to strike up numerous conversations and keep them flowing nicely, since we wouldn’t know how long we’d be stuck in the box for.

However, considering I was stuck in a lift only five days ago (fictionally), I’ve taken to the stairs quite fondly and haven’t been in a lift since… even though it did have a happy ending!



Say your name


#147: Write about your first name: Are you named after someone or something? Are there any stories or associations attached to it? If you had the choice, would you rename yourself?

My first name is Chloe and it wasn’t given to me because of its meaning or after anyone (although my middle name, May, is named after my amazing relative who is in her mid-90’s, still living in her own home and is another tough cookie!). After a bit of quick searching, I’ve found it to be from the Old Greek meaning ‘young green shoot’. I’m far from green-fingered but I’m taking it to mean that I will always be growing, reaching for the stars, since I am always looking to learn more! Makes sense really… combined with the fact that people always think that I look 5-8 years younger than I actually am, so there’s the young part covered!

If I had the choice (which everyone kind of has with the deed poll option), I wouldn’t change my name. When I was younger, I’m not sure why, but I did want to change my name. However, I’ve grown to love it during these last few years, as it makes me who I am!



#146: If you could switch blogs with any blogger for a week, with whom would you switch and why?

I couldn’t agree more with Rach, in that I’ll take this prompt as a temporary life swap instead of just a blog swap (although I’d obviously continue blogging as well). So, I’d love nothing more than to swap with Magdalena over at Just Visit Sienna as I’ve always wanted to go to Italy but don’t seem to have enough time/money. This way, I get gorgeous snippets of Sienna so that I can build my own Where To Visit list!

Tell us your story

#145: Tell us about a journey — whether a physical trip you took, or an emotional one.

I haven’t been on an interesting journey recently… I was going to write about my journey into London today (for a preview screening that has to be kept secret until it’s release and of course, my favourite, a wedge of Choccywoccydoodah cake!), but it’s really not that exciting at all!

Instead, I’ll write about a few physical trips I’d really like to take in my lifetime. So, I’d love a road trip around America visiting tonnes of theme parks – especially Disney related ones, various Six Flags and at least one US Legoland (just to see the difference). I’d love a trip that allows me to see wild animals in their natural environments – (in no particular order) orangutans, chimpanzees, gorillas, elephants, dolphins, turtles, etc. Of course, this post wouldn’t be complete if I didn’t include Egypt – Tutankhamun’s tomb, Valley of the Kings, Abu Simbel, Temple of Karnak etc etc.

So many trips, so little funds!

The next big thing

#144: What will the next must-have technological innovation be? Jetpacks? Hoverboards? Wind-powered calculators?

I’ve struggled to think of a new must-have innovation since I’m far from an inventor… Ok, nope I really have no idea.

Fictional elevator

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#143: You’re stuck in a lift with an intriguing stranger. Write this scene.

It feels like we’ve been stuck in here for at least an hour, but it has only been 10 minutes since we came to a juddering halt. Luckily, there was only one other person in the lift, otherwise it could have gotten very awkward! We pressed the emergency button once we’d realised weren’t going anywhere fast and were informed, frustratingly in a very laid-back ‘this-really-isn’t-that-big-of-a-deal’ kind of way, that the engineer is on his way and should be with us in the next 2 hours… 2 hours?!

Me: I guess we’re stuck here for a while then!

Stranger: We might as well make ourselves comfortable..

So, we put our bags down and took a seat on the cold marbled floor. What to say to a stranger I might possibly be stuck with for the next 120 minutes… what if we don’t get on?!

Me: Lovely weather we’re having…

He looked at me in utter confusion. Of all the things I could have said – we’re stuck in a lift for crying out loud! It’s not like we can even see outside. So I try something different.

Me: So, do you work here?

Stranger: I do – up on the 7th floor. How about you?

Me: Oh no, I’m here to meet someone… typical timing!

Stranger: I’m sure they’ll understand. I can always vouch for you!

Me: Thanks, I’d really appreciate that.

And that’s where our conversation began! He was a very interesting gentleman and was surprisingly friendly, compared to his stern looking exterior. Time flew past as we merrily chatted about where we grew up, comparing our hobbies and sharing our aspirations for the future. Before we knew it we’d been in there for over an hour! Once we’d realised the time, we were both a little on edge…

Stranger: Do you have any signal on your phone?

Me: Unfortunately not.

Stranger: Oh – I was supposed to be interviewing someone this afternoon in our board rooms up on the 8th floor. I really hope they fix this lift soon so that I can give her a call – I’d hate to think that she’s got the wrong impression!

Me: Wait… I was going to be interviewed this afternoon on the 8th floor. Are you Mr Cooper?

Stranger: Yes… *brain cogs working overtime*… Miss Ward! Lovely to meet you… or have met you should I say…?

I’d been interviewed without either of us even knowing it! Needless to say I was given the job. I impressed Mr Cooper (who I now know as Leonard), with my genuine, sponge-like (his words, as I’d demonstrated my love of learning) zest for life and he was impressed by my ambitions to further myself. It’s the interview I’ll never forget…



142: Tell us about the last time you were really, truly jealous of someone. Did you act on it? Did it hurt your relationship?

It was actually this Monday just gone, following a status update I’d read from my cousin… She was heading back to university (down in lovely Bournemouth) via Victoria coach station, when she spotted the Queen go passed in one of her sleek, bulletproof cars! Anyone would have thought that I’d be jealous of the fact that said cousin was a production runner (and seat-filler) at the BAFTAs the day before and was sitting right behind Julie Walters when they awarded her with the BAFTA Fellowship! But no, not me. I’ve always wanted to see the Queen in the flesh but haven’t been one of those people who camp out over night for a glimpse… which is where I’m obviously going wrong! So, I’ve decided that I’m going to keep an eye out for events that I could attend/wait outside in the hope of seeing her, as I don’t want this to be one of the things I regret not doing in my life.

Oh and FYI – of course it didn’t hurt our relationship… it would take a lot more than this to affect our family!