Turning Twenty-Five

Recently, I turned a quarter of a century old. Yep, I’ve hit the big 25.

And I can tell you it’s been quite a roller-coaster of emotions. One moment I’ve felt on top of the world, happy to enter my mid-twenty era. Then the next moment, I cried a whole load of tears at the sheer thought of turning another year older – pretty ridiculous, I know.

The past couple of months have been pretty challenging with one thing or another. But I’m learning how best to cope with these issues. In the grand scheme of things, they really don’t matter. However there’s always that little element which seems to get the better of me. As I turned twenty-five, I thought it was a good time to reflect upon certain things and in lots of ways, it helped and made me calm any nerves or anxieties.

I had such a wonderful birthday and felt like the Queen, as celebrations carried on for days.

I started the week on a high as it wasn’t only a Bank Holiday, but I was treated to a surprise early-birthday visit to Chester Zoo. Bogdan told me to prepare myself for some time of action. In my mind I was convinced I’d be either bungee jumping somewhere or indeed running around avoiding paintballs. Thankfully, after being blindfolded for an hour down the M56 we arrived at Chester Zoo and I couldn’t have been happier. The last time I visited the zoo was on my 6th birthday and I’ve been itching to go since the beginning of this year. The weather was amazing and I felt in my element surrounded by all the fascinating and truly remarkable creatures.

My birthday fell on a gloomy Wednesday; the sun had sunk behind the clouds and raindrops began to fall. I was trying my best to not let the weather dampen my spirits, but after a long, sluggish day in work I was close to losing this battle.

This all changed as we left work and ventured into Didsbury for some dinner. I’ve been itching to try the Mud Crab Cafe for some time – it’s always jam packed and just looks like a really nice place. After a delicious dinner of oven baked sea bass with creamy chorizo, saffron rice and parmesan, I was stuffed. Safe to say, I did make room for a dessert which came in the form of an ice cream jar – pure, sweet heaven. Unfortunately I didn’t manage to take any photos, but I do plan a trip back in the not too distant future so stay tuned.

We spent the weekend back on the Wirral and it was absolutely wonderful. On Saturday we ventured into a very sunny Liverpool as we thought it would be a great time to walk around the Albert Docks. Upon arriving in Liverpool we noticed it was far busier than usual. We soon realised it was the International Mersey River Festival.

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There was such a great atmosphere as people walked around the docks or simply chilled with a cool drink listening to the music. We enjoyed a delicious lunch at the Smuggers Cove and went for a delightful walk down to the Liver Building. Having not visited Liverpool in a few years, it felt so good to be back. Liverpool looks amazing in the sunshine. So much so, I couldn’t help but stop and stare at the beautiful architecture and think ‘wow’.  13441910_10153757605177677_536188647_o.jpgOn Saturday night we went for dinner at Mr Chows – a firm favourite within my family. Here they offer the tastiest Chinese food I have ever eaten. Our table ordered two banquets as well as some individual meals and I felt stuffed as a teddy bear after only two courses. There’s one dish I love and it’s a sticky, stringy chicken with stir-fried vegetables served in a noodle nest – pure magic. My Auntie Christina kindly made me a victoria sponge cake which was brought out to our table with a huge sparkler, sparkling away, traditional Chinese drums and my family singing ‘happy birthday’. I was pretty mortified to say the least, but I couldn’t help but laugh at the sheer embarrassment!

Sunday was a time to explore and relax in the sunshine. The Wirral is a truly beautiful place to visit and there’s a whole host of activities to enjoy on a warm day. We stopped by Calday Beach, before heading to Thurstaston Rocks and Wirral Country Park. I haven’t visited some of these places for a couple of years, so it was great to re-discover and explore. We climbed high upon the rocks and chilled under the tree’s shadows as we caught the cool breeze. Whilst Bogdan filmed some awesome shots of our adventures, I day-dreamed and reflected upon my thoughts. It was a beautiful afternoon.

 

 

13453332_10153757653997677_1190754001_oWe hurried on home to get ready for a BBQ with our extended family. My Dad had prepared a whole feast of chicken, pork, sausages, burgers and mici (Romanian sausages) and we made some tasty chicken skewers with peppers and mushrooms. We welcomed my close family friends and sat in the sunshine, eating a huge feast of barbeque goodness, whilst talking and laughing the afternoon away. Max was in his element as you can imagine! I received another birthday cake with a photograph of me from my baby years and it made me laugh so much! After another round of ‘happy birthday’ we tucked into the cakes and ended the weekend in the most perfect way.

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12th June 2016
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