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Okay, last book-related post for a bit, I promise, but there is never going to be a time when seeing an Actual Book that you Actually Wrote in an Actual Bookshop isn't incredibly cool. Even more so when it's in a bookshop in a whole different country, written in a whole different language! . Massive props therefore to my mum, for helpfully managing to be in Budapest to capture the Hungarian translation of #absolutelysmashingit on camera. And in great company too, with @theunmumsymum right next to it! ♥️ . Fucking hell, life is bonkers sometimes isn't it 😂😂😂 . . . . . . . #bookshop #bookshopping #lovebooks #ANACTUALBOOKTHATIACTUALLYWROTE #mildhysteria

Getting to have a book published at all is privilege enough, but getting to have a book published IN A WHOLE DIFFERENT LANGUAGE is off the fucking scale. As I mentioned on here previously, I was stupendously lucky to have Absolutely Smashing It translated into Hungarian and published a few weeks ago in Hungary by my Hungarian publishers @alomgyarkiado . And now the first copies have arrived with me!!! - and so I really just wanted to share some photos with you, because they have brought me So Much Joy!! 😍 . I love everything about this book. Its utterly glorious cover. The fact it has a pair of knickers on its spine. The beautiful brilliance of the Hungarian language, which I am ashamed to say I know nothing about, but am now determined to learn at least some of the basics. . The fact that the Hungarian translation of "labia" is "labia" 😂 The way the translation of the acknowledgement of my friend Vee suggests that she has a legendary vagina. (Which I'm sure she does 😂) And, most of all, Beth's utter fury that the translation of her name in the dedication means that we are now all referring to her as "Bethnek" 😂 (Any Hungarian speakers, can you possibly enlighten me as to why this is, so that I can shut her up from going on about it "It is not fair, because Dad and Jamie have a hyphen, and I am just BETHNEK" 😂😂😂) . And, a massive, massive thank you to the translator, Goitein Veronika, who a couple of you quite rightly reminded me to thank when I first mentioned the translated edition. I only wish I had the linguistic skills to read what you've written, as based on the translation of the title alone - "There Are Perfect Mothers... They Just Don't Have Children Yet" - I know it will be amazing. Thank you so much ♥️ . Finally, as always, a massive thank you to all of you who read and support the blog. I'm conscious this is a bit of a ME ME ME post, but it's because I'm so delighted and so wanted to share it with you all, and also because none of this would have happened without your support, and I promise you, I don't take that for granted for a single second ♥️ . #lovebooks

When it comes to what I want for my kids, happiness and health are head and shoulders above anything else. . But their ability to show kindness comes a pretty close second, which is why this merit, which Beth picked up at the first merit assembly of term had me - who is SO not the sentimental type - genuinely close to tears. . Kindness, always ♥️ . #kindnessalways #bemorebeth

➡️➡️➡️ . #startingschool #foodtech #willnoonethinkoftheplasticbags

"Piglet," said Pooh, and took a deep breath. "I am Not Okay." . There was a pause. It had cost Pooh some effort to say that, and his legs felt a little bit wobbly as he waited to see how how friend would react. . "Oh Pooh," said Piglet, in relief. "I am so glad. SO glad." . "You're so glad?" asked Pooh, somewhat taken aback. "But I'm your friend, Piglet. Why would you be glad that I'm Not Okay." . "Because I knew that you were Not Okay," said Piglet. "However much you kept denying it, however much you kept going around with a big cheery smile on your face. I knew that things weren't right," said Piglet, sitting down next to his pal. "And now, now that you have told me you need help, there is all kinds of support that I can help you to get; there are SO many people and services out there who will be able to help you; and oh Pooh, I am SO glad that you were able to speak up." . "It wasn't easy, though," said Pooh, who felt his voice begin to tremble. "It shouldn't be so hard to say those four little words, should it, Piglet? And yet it turns out, to say that you are Not Okay...is one of the hardest things of all to do." . "You're right," said Piglet, "which is why all of us, we all need to be looking out for those people who are Not Okay, who aren't yet able to say that they're Not Okay, who perhaps don't even know yet that they're Not Okay. . "Because, Pooh," the little pig continued, "there is always help out there. There is always someone who will listen. It is never, ever hopeless... however much it might seem so at the time. Things can get better, and they will get better, and I promise you that until they do, and beyond...I will be here - I will always be here - sitting right by your side." . #worldsuicidepreventionday . If you or someone you know needs help, please speak to www.samaritans.org, there for you 24/7, 365 days a year ♥️

Oh give me strength 🤦🤦🤦 . . . . . . . #jeansshopping #ffs

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