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Bangkok Blogger's Blooming Adventures

Hello everyone and how are you? Thank you so much for the lovely comments on my last post. I'm pleased I managed to give you a giggle!


So I did chuckle to find this bed in our next hotel. Wot no towel art insight? Where are the love swans? Loved the funky backdrop though. Can you work out where we are?

Yes, I have just done a quick dash to Singapore. Mr Wren was there for work and boy could I do with some help with the friendly staff at Apple, Orchard Road. All these blogging adventures and I have a massive I need Help list. 
I signed myself up for 10 classes in three days, luckily we stay really close to the Apple store. 



My camera is my iPhone and I always feel it is important to keep up my learning to produce the best photos I can. The 'Today at Apple' lessons enable me to keep going when all around me have many cameras. On one trip recently, one blogger even used a drone. I'm still proudly a click and go, girl! 
I also enjoy Apple's Studio Hour where I can take my c…
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Wrestling love swans in the Land of Smiles and butterflies…

Thank you, thank you, thank you one and all, who voted for my entry in the Tourism Authority of Thailand (TAT) Blogger Competition 2019.
Every one of your votes warms my heart, and I hope you’ll be as thrilled as I was when I received the notification… Congratulations!  The six winners of the second TAT Newsroom “Blogger Thailand” competition will enjoy an exclusive four-day trip reflecting Thailand’s ‘Open to the New Shades’ campaign, scheduled for 25-28 July, 2019, to Prachin Buri, Nakhon Nayok and Nakhon Ratchasima provinces as well as Khao Yai National Park, which borders all three of these provinces.
Of course, the first thing I did was check out the program. You’d only gone and voted me onto an action-packed trip with five male bloggers exploring
off-the-beaten-track Thailand. Gulp, gulp!

Oh, how my friends did chuckle at the thought of me,  Little Miss Cautious Wren off on this little adventure, and the stories I could tell.
‘No don’t be a wimpy Wren, you’ve got this!’  I told myself.

Diary of a Glastonbury Rock Chick Part 2

For Part One start here...

TUESDAY: 'Ground Control to Major Tom' David Bowie
We arrive back at Glastonbury Festival to find a shower block in the paddock and despite the rainstorms, our tents are still standing and dry. Bonus. 
The rain is easing, but the Worthy Farm's legendary mud appears as a thick slurry… and then as if by magic disappears leaving everyone to agree this is the best summer at Glasto ever.
For now, it's wellies on and we're off to suss out our stewarding work area. Team morale is high.


At our team briefing, we refresh our knowledge of the various hand signals to use in the event of an emergency. It's a reminder of the serious nature of our work and the loud noise to come. We know that 99% of our role is 'where's the nearest bar/stage/toilet?' but we are prepared for the 1% emergency.
We have a lesson on using the walkie-talkies Press - Pause - speak.
It's 'over' and not ‘over and out’ Apparently, it is only the Controller …

Diary of a Glasto Rock Chick!

Part one: 

SIGNING UP AS A GLASTO VOLUNTEER: November 2018


I can thank my Aussie girlfriends who pushed me to volunteer as a Glastonbury Steward. 'Yeah, you can do that' they said, sipping on their skinny cappuccinos within easy reach of flushing loos. 

I'd reconnected with my long lost inner Rock Chick after seeing the movie Bohemian Rhapsody and was contemplating volunteering at the greatest show on planet earth. I just wasn't sure what I was letting myself in for, and whether I could survive the Glastonbury Festival.

We're talking six nights camping in a field with no electricity, wot no WIFI? Surviving the legendary Glasto toilets, me Miss Evian water, drinking from the same tap cows use for the rest of the year. A Melbourne coffee snob and part-time foodie, living on festival fast food with a side of no sleep. Moi, the leader of the "shall I'll ask them to turn the music down?" discussions on arrival everywhere. 
An old country bird with zero experien…