Feb Faves

I know, I know…we’re halfway through March. But then I thought it’s never too late to chat about the stuff I’ve been loving.

TV – The Sinner

My gorgeous friend Ash recommended this one to me and as with every TV series, I have to check “Will I be scared?” She confirmed I would and I watched it all anyway (fearless badass over here) It has quite possibly the most graphic first episode I can recall, but there’s no doubt you are absolutely hooked from the outset. For me figuring out the why is always way more fascinating than figuring out the who and I’m really glad Netflix is pioneering the modern Whydunnit. Also, Jessica Biel is STUNNING and will make you want a fringe. PUT THE SCISSORS DOWN KATE THIS HAS NEVER ENDED WELL.

Live events – KSI vs Joe Weller Boxing

This feels like FOREVER ago now but it was a bit of a moment for YouTube so it’s still worth a mention. The hype and build-up was phenomenal. I’m a grown-ass anti-violence woman and even I couldn’t wait to see the outcome of two young hot internet guys rough each other up in the Copper Box. (Not.A.Euphemism.)

Loyalties split the House of Hamm, with F very much on Team KSI and me cheering louder for cheeky Joe Weller. I was absolutely gutted with the result but delighted F got to meet a few of his favourites and we ended the night with commiseration / celebratory chicken wings. Still don’t think boxing is for me, but I had fun.

Food – The Reuben, Deli a GoGo

The best sandwich in Cardiff and it’s just a hop, skip and a jump from my office. A bloody classic done beautifully. Pop along on a sunny day and enjoy the delicious deli treats and friendly atmosphere. If you can leave without buying a jar of something you never knew you needed, you’re stronger than me.

Podcast – She’s All Fat

A podcast for body positivity, radical self-love and chill vibes only. I just love April and Sophie! They are intelligent, hilarious and kind and best of all they completely understand the world for fat women. Not a single episode has gone by without either making me laugh or cry and I’m proud to be a Patreon supporter for this super-important work. (Please be my friends)

Make-up – Rimmel Stay Matte Liquid Lip Colour

Not personally a fan of Rita Ora but man can she select a lip colour. The formula is the least-drying matte liquid lipstick I’ve ever tried (and I’ve tried a few) it’s super-long lasting and comes in a great shade range. I went for a classic siren red, the deepest burgundy and a cool toned taupey-nude (which I absolutely love but worry it makes me look unwell and then I wear it anyway) And when it’s 3 for 2 it’d be rude not to, right?

Clothes – Next Yellow Jumper

Sunshiney joyful knitwear rocks my world. I’ve already worn this to death. It’s cosy, bright and at £22 it’s a tidy bargain.

Book – Present Over Perfect

Another literary find via Oprah (thanks hon) this book is honestly changing me. I’m a bit of a sucker for a self-help tome but something in this particular one speaks to my soul. I listened to the Oprah episode at about 3am one night when I couldn’t sleep and sobbed with recognition. I bought it in paperback because I just knew this would be something I’d need to carry with me, make notes and mark pages. If religious faith talk isn’t for you, you might want to swerve this one, but if you’re obsessed with being seen as capable, are forever hectic and a pro at fake relaxing YOU NEED THIS. A simpler life awaits.

YouTube Channel – Matthew Hussey

This guy needs a knighthood or something. Changing women’s lives all over the world, dating-dream Matthew gives the best advice from a devilishly handsome man’s perspective. HE KNOWS WHAT THEY THINK AND HE TELLS US. He’s genuinely sweet and kind and has a hot transatlantic accent thing going on (remember when Paul McKenna went to America? THAT. Only he’s not hypnotising you to think of a spittoon every time you want chocolate.) His channel is like a secret portal into men’s minds and he’s not too awful to look at. It’s well worth checking out his Love Life podcast too. I had to pull over the other day when he was advising a caller named Crystal on sexual tension. It all got too much for me.

Watch this space for a crowdfunding page to send me on one of Matthew’s retreats coming VERY SOON…c’mon, you’d love to see that, yes?! I WANT TO SPEND FIVE DAYS IN PARADISE TRANSFORMING MY LIFE DAMMIT.

As always I’d love to hear what you’ve been enjoying this month? Let me know.

Big cwtches

Kate xx

Snow Day Thoughts

I need to dig my way to the garage.

My snow boots and shovel are in the garage.

How far can I jump?

I don’t have a bucket to collect grit from the container at the end of the street.

I can collect grit from the container at the end of the street in my Cath Kidston mixing bowl.

I must ensure all grit is safely removed before doing any baking.

Can I put beans on Naan bread?

I can definitely put beans on garlic bread.

Why do I have all of the bread products, apart from actual sliced bread?

Bread-making is a good skill to acquire.

I already have a mixing bowl.

I’m so proud of all the heroes making stuff happen.

I’m definitely not a hero.

I want to be a hero.

I wonder if I could successfully park a 4 x 4?

This snow-selfie lighting is incredible.

The whole world is my ringlight.

I should go out and experience the wonder of this extraordinary weather.

I will probably fall over.


These are the treats that have given me JOY in January. No raindrops on roses or whiskers on kittens….THESE are a few of my favourite things.

TV – The Good Place (Netflix)

It’s weird and colourful and funny and it’s really no surprise I love it. I had lots of Netflix time this month as I recovered from surgery and this is undoubtedly my favourite series I found. Gorgeous Kristen Bell finds herself in the afterlife and is forced to examine her “score” of good stuff she did in her life. Does she belong in The Good Place? Ted Danson is brilliantly odd (and a bit Willy Wonka) and Jameela Jamil is STUNNING (SO glossy…and ugh I die for her glossiness)

Theatre / Live events – The Band

I went to see this at Wales Millennium Centre for my birthday with my sister & some friends. I already knew I was going to love it before they even played a note. A musical featuring the songs of Take That?! C’mon, what’s not to love?! This isn’t the first time it’s been done – does anyone remember Never Forget The Musical? (Fully aware of the irony in asking that question) – but I do believe it’s the first time it’s been done with input from the TT boys themselves.

We weren’t lucky enough to be there on opening night when Barlow, Donald & Owen appeared live and in the flesh, but that’s probably for the best as I might have died there and then on the spot.

The songs are really cleverly woven into the narrative and the performances from the boys (who won BBC show Let it Shine) were drizzled with nostalgia. I took great pleasure in spotting some of the classic dance moves from the old days and clever little superfan ‘hidden’ nuggets. (Like the box of Corn Pops for example…I remember eating truckloads of the buggers to finish my collection of special edition boxes the year they sponsored Take That’s live tour. I don’t even like cereal.)

My only criticism is that the show has the SADDEST STORYLINE ON PLANET EARTH. With all the teenage kicks and boyband abs, was it really necessary to suck our hearts out through a curly straw and give them back to us inside a balloon? No. Take Tissues.

Dining Out – Garlic prawns (Signor Valentino)

The most INCREDIBLE prawns I’ve ever eaten (and I’ve had a few) started my dinner beautifully at Signor Valentino’s. They have just the right amount of garlic where you’re aware you’ve eaten it but you don’t melt your friends eyeballs when talking to them. Delicious.

Podcast – Private Parts

Hilarious posh boys reading from their diaries and sharing the most intimate and sordid details of their lives. Cuties Jamie & Francis (you may know them from Made in Chelsea) will make you laugh so hard you snort tea out of your nose. Genuinely laugh out loud funny, they make my Fridays.

Make-up – Rose Gold Ingot Highlighter (Make-Up Revolution)

I’m a huge fan of Make-Up Revolution products, they are such high quality and so affordable. I don’t know how they do it, but they do. This STUNNING highlight ingot is so rich and dazzling and costs FOUR POUNDS. That’s right fellas. Less than the price of a KFC meal for one (I know they’re not directly comparable…unless you actually smear the chicken across your face to achieve a “glow”…but even then…) They come in three shades but of course I chose Rose Gold because I’m basic AF.

If you make it in rose gold, I will buy it.

Available at Superdrug and Tambeauty.com (look out for multibuy freebie offers, they do them all the time and I’ve discovered some stunning new favourites this way)

Fashion – Kitty dress from Joanie

Joanie is one of my favourite online shops to buy cute stuff with a sprig of retro. Their range goes up to size 22 and the cut on the plus dresses is true to size. The same goes for their tees and knitwear.

Unfortunately their sweatshirts don’t follow the same sizing and they come up really small. This means I can’t buy them, which is sad because they are pretty and so am I and we deserve to be happy together.

Sweatshirt sadness aside…I love this kitty dress and it’s now in the sale. Miaow! Grab it before it’s gone.

Book – A Week to be Wild (Mills and Boon)

I did a little jump for joy when I was asked to be a part of the blog tour for the launch of Mills and Boon’s new Dare range of raunchy romance. Boy did they come to the right place?! It’s my dream to work with them & I was over the moon to be asked. Here’s my Cwtch Up Books post (follow me here for more bookish stuff)

Home – Aldi Candle

My obsession with “home” accounts on Instagram has led me to believe that every citizen of the United Kingdom simply must have an Aldi-dupe-Jo-Malone candle. I had never actually seen one for myself in the wild until this month. Imagine my excitement when I stumbled across it! I only popped in for milk.

I’d love to hear what you’ve been enjoying this month? Let me know.

Big cwtches

Kate xx

New Year Honours

This year has been pretty rough, but instead of wanging on about it* I’m going to share my top ten awesome things that have seen me through my annus horribilis.

(*I’m not ready to write about it yet. Might never be. We’ll see.)

In no particular order….

Beauty Youtubers

I read a brilliant book that recommended a diet of Australian soap operas for those times when you need to give your brain a rest and look at nice pretty things. Beauty YouTube is my version of that. As a grown-ass woman I thought I was fairly knowledgeable about make-up and I soon discovered I was very wrong indeed. A whole new vocabulary has been learned this year (fallout, pigment, snatched) and I have been incredibly sexually confused by the super-talented boys in full face, to the point where I don’t really know what box I tick anymore. Stubble and lipstick is INTOXICATING. I have also spent a considerable amount of money I don’t really have on products I don’t really need but I am BLINDING AWAY THE PAIN WITH HIGHLIGHT.

Check out:

Manny MUA (see above sexual confusion, I completely adore this boy)

Nikkie Tutorials (gorgeous glam girl, sparkles inside and out)

Make Up by Jaack (hilariously sassy & repping Wales. Cowin lush, he is)


Podcasts entertain me on my journey to work, make me laugh, teach me stuff and this year they have also been soothing me to sleep. I posted something earlier this year but have since acquired some new favourites. Podcasts are the absolute best format for greedy types like me, there’s always loads of new series to binge on.

Check out:

The Guilty Feminist (I am a feminist but…I only found this recently thanks to lovely LucindaBlogs)

She’s All Fat (I love these girls so much, they feel like my besties and I wish they were. A no-question support on Patreon)

Oprah’s Super Soul Conversations (Oprah’s voice is so soothing, this is my podcast of choice for bedtime and for mid-sleep semi-conscious self-help book purchases. Looking at you One Click)

And a cheeky bonus….36 Questions (a podcast AND a musical. Spoiling us)


Before 2017 I didn’t own a single power tool and have been known to get dizzy up a stepladder. I once painted a ceiling but got bored and didn’t finish it. My history with DIY is checkered but this year, I got so fed up with two bloody random green walls that have been annoying me since we moved in to our house. Action simply had to be taken and I redecorated my downstairs loo and hallway. In the process I discovered how calming painting can be, even when you accidentally spray paint your feet chrome. I also made a new friend in Homebase (82 year old June on checkouts) who helped me choose my favourite shade of grey and who listened patiently as I joyfully updated my progress on three consecutive days. I’m still no Handy Andy but I now own a cordless drill and the shelves I put up are holding strong. Proud of myself.

Eye Drops

Dry eyes are miserable and these deliciously hydrating drops have changed my life. Blinking is now a pleasure.

Budget Meal Plans

This year I discovered The Savvy Shoppers Cookbook on Instagram and was so impressed with her budget recipes, meal plans and shopping lists. Buy the book, you’ll definitely save money on your weekly shop and have fun creating new family favourite meals. There is something for every occasion, including snacks and desserts. Our top ones so far are the Earl Grey Malt Loaf, Roasted Onion and Parmesan Soup and Smoky Sausage Pasta *kisses fingers like a chef* Saving money tastes great.

Cosy Clothes

Specifically an oatmeal hooded fleece dressing gown from Simply Be. Makes me look and feel like a sheep on a cloud. Now sadly no longer available but all of their loungewear is LUSH and lots is now in the sale. Go forth and be cosy.

Wireless Headphones

Gorgeous Amy Jones (@jimsyjampots) shared a brilliant piece on her newsletter about how wireless headphones helped her to mute the world. She made it sound so magical I ordered some straight away and haven’t looked back since. It has honestly been game changing for me. I can’t find the link to the original piece but here is the link to subscribe so you don’t miss any gems in future.

Hand Cream

This mini Tocca hand cream in Cleopatra from Anthropologie smells like heaven and isn’t too gloopy. Subtle birthday hint for MORE PLEASE.


I’ve used our glorious NHS quite a bit this year and I cannot praise the treatment, support and advice enough. In particular my GP who has been outstanding. Got a little bit more to come with my surgery in January but hopefully the worst is over.


I promised I wasn’t wanging so I’ll keep it short and specifically to those friends who don’t take your withdrawing personally, who still keep checking in with you, who buy you silly and thoughtful gifts and who still love you when you’re being bonkers. Couldn’t have got through it without you.

Have a lovely New Year’s Eve friends, hope 2018 is also full of discovering new stuff we love. If you’re into my book thoughts, I’ve just posted an epic catch up post over on Cwtch Up Books. There’s loads of new literary discoveries to fall in love with over there. 

Big cwtches,

Kate xx

Podcast Picks

It’s International Podcast Day so here’s a quick rundown on what I’ve been listening to lately. Check them out & be sure to let me know your podcast recommendations too…

Ear Hustle

Recorded & produced within a fully functioning American prison, Ear Hustle is a fascinating insight into the reality of life behind bars, as told by the prisoners themselves. Beautifully made, this is tender & eye-opening storytelling at its best. 


As someone who has always kept a diary, I fully appreciate the next-level-cringe as authors share nostalgic excerpts from their teenage journals. “We are freaks, we are fragile & we all survived”

True Geordie

A great mix of interesting guests and straight-talking hosts, Brian & Laurence offer insight into how men think and feel about a range of topics. Always honest, sometimes hard-hitting, often laugh out loud hilarious, this must be what men are really like when we’re not around! A great balance of humour and heartfelt and feels a tiny bit like spying on boys to find out how they tick. Think ‘Loose Men’ with more burping and less botox. 

Modern Love

My favourite New York Times column narrated by guest actors & featuring follow-ups from the writers. A nice blend of romance & swoon together with a healthy dose of real life love. I usually cry. Soppy arse. 

School for Dumb Women

Hilarious and definitely not dumb women, random lessons & outrageous opinions on foam banana sweets (we’ll have to agree to disagree on that one) You’ll laugh and learn stuff and want to be their friend. 

Kind World 

Short story nuggets of kindness and it’s impact. These are great for when you need a quick reminder that there’s good stuff in turbulent times. Perfectly timed for squeezing into a coffee break for an instant boost. 


Intimate stories about the people we meet, the connections we make and the wonderful way the world brings people together and sometimes drives them apart. There is an impressive variation of global topics and issues covered by the brilliant Lea Thau, our host with the warmest voice you’re sure to fall in love with. 

My Dad Wrote A Porno 

You must’ve been under a rock if you haven’t heard at least some of Belinda’s erotic escapades. And if you haven’t, you have three series to binge-listen. Definitely NSFW, unless you happen to work at Steele’s Pots & Pans. Regular binge-breaks are recommended, if only to google the basic anatomy you thought you already knew. 

I’d love to hear your thoughts & podcast recommendations too. What are you listening to right now? 

Lucy Letter 

She’s known me my whole life. She used to sleep 3 feet above me. She’s my best mate and she’s also my sister. 

This year my sister Lucy has committed to writing and sending #LettersOfGratitude to some special people in her life. I very gratefully received mine a few weeks ago. At the time I wasn’t in a great place emotionally. I was raw, very tearful and had a really sad heart. So much difficult stuff was going on and as much as I knew her words might lift me up, I just couldn’t open her letter. 

I popped it away and it sat unopened. Until today. 

It’s a beautiful letter that I will treasure. 

It just so happens that my sis currently needs a little bit of cheering up and as luck would have it, it’s also National Letter Writing Month. What better way to mark the occasion & hopefully bring a smile than to reply to her brilliant letter right here? Sorry you don’t get to decide to read this when you’re ready sis…

Look at me breaking ALL the celebration rules (it’s meant to be a handwritten letter…I’m SUCH a rebel) 

Dear Lucy

I read your letter today & I cried. 

By the time I had finished I was almost deee-hyyyyy-drated. 

It feels like we’ve cried together so much recently and I know that sadly there will be a few more tears & challenges to come. But equally, we share just as many laughs and adventures and this is probably what I love the most about having a sister like you. 

Lucy & Kate’s Top 5 Adventures

1. New York, New York. When we thought EVERYONE on the Staten Island ferry would be wearing Statue of Liberty dress-up tat (literally no-one else was) We looked so ridiculous that other tourists asked to pose for photos with us. My bra had also just set off the security alarms. We were lucky to be given clearance to board. Our bagel-filled bellies ached from laughing so hard. 
2. Vegas baby Vegas. Existing entirely on vodka, Celine Dion, red bull, wings & ‘slaw. Partying with an American Idol winner. Momentarily falling asleep in the midnight Penn & Teller magic show (and waking up to gunshots) “We’ll sleep when we’re dead!”
3. Dublin. Sliding down the bannister at the Guinness factory after a few pints of the black stuff, then heading straight to the Jameson’s whiskey tasting. 
4. Paris. Our picnic & photoshoot at the top of the Eiffel Tower. Singing Daft Punk. Wearing stripey tops. Buying berets. (Fair play, we always commit to embracing local culture) 
5. Not all of our adventures are far from home….Remember accidentally making our way into a VIP drinks reception behind Ronan Keating and his wife? “Act natural. Drink the champagne.”

We have so many happy memories to look back on & I know in the years to come we’ll make so many more too. I absolutely love spending time with you and no matter where we are, we’ll always have something to talk about, laugh at and some mischief to make. 

You might have wanted a telephone instead of a little sister. You might have resented having me tag along to all of your dates (1984-1990) You might have threatened to cut all of my fingernails off whilst I was sleeping. But I hope that by now I’ve redeemed myself and we’re all good? 

I’ve learned so much from looking up to you. You taught me dance routines to the Fame album in the front room. You told me all about periods in Cardiff Bus Station. You made me reluctantly play schools with you for HOURS. (I deserve career credit for this) You stuck glitter stars on my face & introduced me to eyebrow plucking & Lipcote. You made me sing the other man parts in Stay (when we both know I was the better Barry Manilow) You let me pop your bubblegum when I wasn’t allowed to have it. You let me hold your thumb when I couldn’t get to sleep. You got us backstage at my first ever gig (Chesney Hawkes, Newport Centre, 1991. I’d shouted out in a quiet ballad part like I’d seen on the Karen Carpenter TV movie because I thought that’s what people did at concerts….and you didn’t disown me) 

You were the first person I called when I found out I was going to be a Mum. 

And when my living room flooded. 

You have always stuck by me, cheered for me, supported me, counselled me and motivated me. And I hope you know that I’m always here to do all of that for you in return. I am so lucky to have you. We all are. 

I will always laugh when I’m wearing no make-up and people think you’re my Mum. Even more so when it means I get a free Under 15s breakfast at the Premier Inn and you book an urgent appointment for Botox. 

I admire the way you always knew what you were going to be when you grew up (I’m still figuring it out for myself) I admire the way you have brought up your two gorgeous boys single-handedly and given them the very best of everything. I admire how sassy, kind, generous, caring and loving you are. I admire your dedication to our strong little family. I admire your loyalty, commitment & passion for inspiring children to be the very best they can be. I admire the huge impact you’ve had – and continue to have – on thousands of little people whose futures are significantly better because of you and who will never forget you. I admire your expert cartwheels and am secretly jealous that I’ve never been able to pull off gym-elastics in the same way you effortlessly do. 

Thank you for my letter. Sorry it’s not a handwritten reply. Hope you can forgive that. Your wish for me is everything I wish for you too. Happiness, health and love in abundance. Someone to adore you, appreciate every bit of joy you share with the world & always have your back. (Plus do the bins & pick up milk on the way home….and at 50% of this you’re even easier to please than I am!) 

Here’s to all our future adventures, to laughing, dancing & growing old together; to always having a shoulder to cry on & to never ever forgetting the words to Starmaker or the routine to One Step Further. 

Love you always

Kate x 

Mother’s Day 

When you become a Mum not only do you get this little reliant human, you also pick up a party bag of endless and interchangeable worry, guilt and happiness. 

When you are a single Mum and you know that absolutely everything depends entirely on you, you can supersize that goody bag and ramp up the worry, guilt and happiness accordingly. 

I’ve talked about it a bit before (here) and being a lifelong worrier I probably fret more than most but I’m trying really hard to get better. Each parenting stage comes with its own challenges. I realise the one you’re currently living in is always the toughest, but this teenage bit is quite a minefield. I fear I might be heading off the fretful chart. 

I really don’t want to tell you that I drove around like a lunatic looking for him when he was late home the other night. But I’m going to, because it’s true. 

It was dark and he was out on his bike (Did he remember his lights?) not answering his phone (Is he dead in a ditch?) and not with his group of friends who had passed me earlier (Was he now hanging around with a new bunch of murderous drug dealing bad kids?

I’m pretty stressy anyway but on this particular evening I went from zero to requiring light sedation fairly swiftly. Add another half an hour, he’s still not home and I’m in total IMM (Irrational Mum Mode) 

In an alternate world where I have a loving, supportive co-parent I might have offloaded some of these IMM worries and been gently reassured. “He’s probably cycling home right now and that’s why he can’t answer your calls…..Perhaps his phone battery died…..Give him another five minutes you beautiful crazy woman…..Shall I take over making dinner?” is how I would imagine the conversation might go, followed by a soft kiss on the forehead and a cheeky bum tweak (shut up, it’s my alternate world) 

In the real world however I’m switching off the oven (safety first) and grabbing my car keys. 

Enter WORRY. 

I’m not sure what I was looking for other than trouble or blue lights but in just under ten minutes of driving around his usual hangouts a “Where are you Mum?” text hits my inbox and I hit the roof. 


Where are YOU?!!! 

Of course he’s back at home, bike put back in the garage, like NOTHING is wrong in the world and I’m a banshee frantically searching for an imaginary disaster. 

Where am I? Great question. I think it’s most commonly referred to as The Edge. 

And when I got home from disaster-hunting and eventually found out the reason for his lateness, the shame nearly tipped me right over it. 

One of his best mates has a broken foot and is on crutches. Instead of leaving him behind – like the others – my boy got off his bike and walked home with him. It took ages which made him late but he made sure his mate got home ok. 

Enter GUILT. 

I’d gone bananas and he’d been the kindest and loveliest friend to broken foot boy. 


Relieved that he was safe, happy that his kindness hasn’t diminished in teenagerhood and proud that my boy is a really good mate. 


C’mon he was still late, whatever the lovely reason. I’m not going to let that go. With the cool slab of Apple’s finest technology in his skinny jeans pocket he should have let me know what was happening. (He got his confiscated phone back from me 24 hours later) 

Staring at the ceiling in bed later that night, I had to question my actions and be really honest with myself. Did I massively over-react? Yup. Am I nuts or just a worried Mum? Both. Do I need help or is this just life? I’m honestly not sure and 3am internet searching didn’t provide a definitive conclusion either. 

When he asked me “Why are you so afraid of everything?” I didn’t have an answer but I know I didn’t want to be. 

I don’t want to be afraid but I guess that worry is just part of this job you accept on the day you bring another person into the world. I must’ve overlooked that bit in the Terms and Conditions and skipped straight to “beaming with pride on Parents Evening” before signing. 

I hope my son knows that I never want to stop him having fun. I hope he knows I trust him to make good choices and be the brilliant human he is. I hope he knows that a big bit of my fear is because I love him so much. I hope he knows that he is the most precious thing in my whole world and I can’t help wanting to keep him safe. 

Also, I hope he knows that the mobile phone I pay an extortionate amount for each month also functions as a communication device and when it rings YOU ANSWER IT. 

I hope he knows that I want him to live the most fulfilling, joyous and fear-free life he possibly can. I realise I have to set the example. Fear, worry and anxiety are so debilitating. 

Is this mental illness or motherhood? Both? I honestly don’t know. All I know is that if you do it alone it’s bloody hard sometimes. 

But it’s bloody worth it too. 

Happy Mother’s Day x