365 days in my shoes Day 365


It’s December 31st 2013. What a year.

On December 19th 2012 I posted my first ever blog post with a simply picture and one of my favourite quotes.


Having received a fab shoe calendar for Christmas I blithely posted that I would include a picture of every day’s unusual shoe with a blog. What did I let myself in for?

Well here we are, 365 days later from January 1st 2013!
1st January 2012 saw this https://highheelsandhighnotes.wordpress.com/2013/01/01/365-days-in-my-shoes-day-1/

I recall hitting day 100 and receiving a comment from a head teacher saying they didn’t think I’d still be going after 100 days. That was 265 days ago. And here we are!

There have many highlights of blogging this year and too many to remember every single one in detail.

I suppose the best highlight has to be making new contacts and ultimately fab friends who have become real through meeting face to face starting with teachmeets and tweet-ups and then just because we can.

Other great highlights include the banter from ORRsome twitterati over the year.

A blog with over 72,000 views in one year and 36,000 tweets – the year has been such fun.

Teachmeet The Opera was bORRn – sort of happened by accident while chatting with a friend on twitter about presenting at my first ever teachmeet. I had an idea about sharing my top ten favourite blogs but really wanted it to be different rather than simply standing up and saying the names. The title of my blog HIGHHEELSANDHIGHNOTES lent itself very easily to solving the problem and the first twitter aria appeared.

Followed by 92 twitterati. If I were to re-write this I’d need to include an awful lot more. There are some amazing people out there to follow on twitter.

If I were to name everyone I’d recommend following and reasons why I’d need an entire opera, never mind one aria.

What is a teachmeet? Strangely proved to be asked for at several teachmeets over the year…..

One of my favourites has to be The Ode to all head teachers. I am in ORR of some of the amazing heads out there. It can be a very lonely job and I have had incredible support and networking with many heads. So once again, this is for you.

I already have at least three new pieces to write for the new year for various teachmeets as well as NORRthern Rocks 2014.

I’ll keep you posted.

So what will today bring?
Really do have to end the year of blogging for 365 days consecutively in my shoes with my own inimitable style of high heels and high notes!

These boots were made for walking…..

I finally got round to counting the footwear and if you include my purple Hunter wellies (often appeared as willies due to predictive text!!! lol), Goretex boots, slippers, tap shoes etc…, I have 114 pairs!

78 were needed to create this.

However, it’s not goodbye!

I have my next shoe calendar at the ready.


However, I do need to finish this year the only way I can, with high heels and high notes!

Click on the audio and scroll down to view the 12 Shoes of Christmas!

On the first day of Christmas the shoe queen gave to me my one and only pair of Louboutin heels.


On the second day of Christmas the shoe queen gave to me, 2 pairs of Hades and my one and only pair of Louboutin heels.


On the third day of Christmas the shoe queen gave to me, 3 Doc Martens, 2 pairs of Hades and my one and only pair of Louboutin heels.




On the fourth day of Christmas the shoe queen gave to me four pairs of green heels, 3 Doc Martens, 2 pairs of Hades and my one and only pair of Louboutin heels.





On the fifth day of Christmas the shoe queen gave to me, five killer heels!
Four pairs of green heels, 3 Doc Martens, 2 pairs of Hades and my one and only pair of Louboutin heels.


On the sixth day of Christmas the shoe queen gave to me, six pairs of work shoes, five killer heels!
Four pairs of green heels, 3 Doc Martens, 2 pairs of Hades and my one and only pair of Louboutin heels.







On the seventh day of Christmas the shoe queen gave to me 7 pairs of boots, six pairs of work shoes, five killer heels!
Four pairs of green heels, 3 Doc Martens, 2 pairs of Hades and my one and only pair of Louboutin heels.








On the eighth day of Christmas the shoe queen gave to me 8 Irregular choice heels, 7 pairs of boots, six pairs of work shoes, five killer heels!
Four pairs of green heels, 3 Doc Martens, 2 pairs of Hades and my one and only pair of Louboutin heels.









On the ninth day of Christmas the shoe queen gave to me, 9 glittery heels,8 Irregular choice heels, 7 pairs of boots, six pairs of work shoes, five killer heels!
Four pairs of green heels, 3 Doc Martens, 2 pairs of Hades and my one and only pair of Louboutin heels.










On the tenth day of Christmas the shoe queen gave to me, 10 ruby red heels, 9 glittery heels,8 Irregular choice heels, 7 pairs of boots, six pairs of work shoes, five killer heels!
Four pairs of green heels, 3 Doc Martens, 2 pairs of Hades and my one and only pair of Louboutin heels.











On the eleventh day of Christmas the shoe queen gave to me, 11 iron fist heels, 10 ruby red heels, 9 glittery heels,8 Irregular choice heels, 7 pairs of boots, six pairs of work shoes, five killer heels!
Four pairs of green heels, 3 Doc Martens, 2 pairs of Hades and my one and only pair of Louboutin heels.












On the twelfth day Of Christmas the shoe queen gave to me, 12 fab black heels, 11 iron fist heels, 10 ruby red heels, 9 glittery heels,8 Irregular choice heels, 7 pairs of boots, six pairs of work shoes, five killer heels!
Four pairs of green heels, 3 Doc Martens, 2 pairs of Hades and my one and only pair of Louboutin heels.













Put on your red shoes and dance!




365 days in my shoes Day 364 It’s Monday!


It’s Monday, although we don’t notice it as much as is fallen in the middle of our hols.

However, having already posted a blog for the 364th day of the year, it dawned on me I haven’t shared a MONDAY one.

Amidst all the nurture posts, everyone is reflecting on their year and looking forward to new things for 2014.

In all of this we must never fORRget to be true to ourselves.

Be yourself.

Believe in yourself.

Look after yourself.

Be you!

Love you!

Above all, be true to yourself, and if you cannot put your heart in it, take yourself out of it.–Hardy D. Jackson

Accept everything about yourself–I mean everything, You are you and that is the beginning and the end–no apologies, no regrets.–Clark Moustakas

Any life, no matter how long and complex it may be, is made up of a single moment–the moment in which a man finds out, once and for all, who he is.–Jorge Luis Borges

Be not anxious about what you have, but about what you are.–Pope Gregory I

Be what you are. This is the first step towards becoming better than you are.–J. C. Hare & A. W. Hare (Guesses at Truth: Second Series)

Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don’t matter, and those who matter don’t mind.–Dr. Seuss

Being born in a duck yard does not matter, if only you are hatched from a swan’s egg.–Hans Christian Andersen

A bird doesn’t sing because it has an answer, it sings because it has a song.–Maya Angelou (quoted in Mind Your Own Bizniche by Squire)

But an accurate definition of the self is impossible. You are more than you realize, more than you can define. And the more time you spend trying to nail down the definition, the less time you spend living right now. … Your past is not your identity… You, living now, is your identity.–George Lawrence-Ell (The Invisible Clock)

By your own soul, learn to live
And if men thwart you take no heed.
If men hate you have no care.
Sing your song, dream your dream,
Hope your hope and pray your prayer.–Parkenham Beatty

Committing yourself is a way of finding out who you are. A man finds his identity by identifying.–Robert Terwilliger

Consult not your fears but your hopes and your dreams. Think not about your frustrations, but about your unfulfilled potential. Concern yourself not with what you tried and failed in, but with what it is still possible for you to do.–Pope John XXIII

Defining myself, as opposed to being defined by others, is one of the most difficult challenges I face.–Carol Mosely-Braun

A desire to be in charge of our own lives, a need for control, is born in each of us. It is essential to our mental health, and our success, that we take control.–Robert F. Bennett

Do what you feel in your heart to be right, for you’ll be criticised anyway. You’ll be damned if you do and damned if you don’t.–Eleanor Roosevelt

Don’t ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive, and go do it. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.–Howard Thurman

Don’t be afraid to give your best to what seemingly are small jobs. Every time you conquer one it makes you that much stronger. If you do the little jobs well, the big ones tend to take care of themselves.–Dale Carnegie

Don’t compromise yourself. You are all you’ve got.–Janis Joplin

Don’t listen to those who say, “It’s not done that way.” Maybe it’s not, but maybe you will. Don’t listen to those who say, “You’re taking too big a chance.” Michelangelo would have painted the Sistine floor, and it would surely be rubbed out by today. Most importantly, don’t listen when the little voice of fear inside of you rears its ugly head and says, “They’re all smarter than you out there. They’re more talented, they’re taller, blonder, prettier, luckier and have connections…” I firmly believe that if you follow a path that interests you, not to the exclusion of love, sensitivity, and cooperation with others, but with the strength of conviction that you can move others by your own efforts, and do not make success or failure the criteria by which you live, the chances are you’ll be a person worthy of your own respect.–Neil Simon

Each of us has a fire in our hearts for something. It’s our goal in life to find it and to keep it lit.

365 days in my shoes Day 364


364/365 days of blogging.

How better to mark the penultimate day of blogging for 365 days consecutively, but to celebrate some of my favourite bloggers.

(These are not nurture posts.)

Stephen Tierney

Teacher Toolkit

Tom Sherrington

Andrew Old

Chris Curtis

John Tomsett

Alex Quigley

Ian Addison

Sam Bainbridge

Kenny Pieper

Lisa Jane Ashes

Jon Tait

Ghosts of Christmas past, present and future 2013-2014 #nurture1314


Ghosts of Christmas past, present and future…… 2013-2014

It would be wise to clarify that I wrote my second ever blog on December 19th 2012 for #nurture1213.

It would be proper to look at what I set as my hopes and what has transpired since.

My hopes for 2013 – here’s what I said followed by what actually happened!

1. Progress – to continue to secure the best for the children at our school. Many live in horrendous situations and it is important we enable them to be the best they can be. “Good, better, best. Never let it rest until your good is better and your better, best!”

I spent the remainder of the academic year with these kids before finally moving on to another headship. I think the send off they gave me says it all. I am thankful for my time at Shotton. I spent over 11 years working with the kids and their families. They truly are amazing. I miss you all.


2. SHOES – I intend to start a blog called ‘high heels and high notes’ with the aim of sharing a day in my shoes!

My blog for 365/365 days in my shoes is testament to this. Never did I ever think I would blog for 365 days consecutively. It has been a journey and one I have loved.

It wasn’t an easy challenge to undertake. Would I think differently if I set myself this challenge again? I don’t know, I’m quite a determined person once I put my mind to something. Others may call it stubborn. Perhaps I am. Once I started I couldn’t stop it. There were times when there were several pressures all at once. I thrive on positive stress but negative stress is of little benefit to anyone. I suppose pride and a stubborn streak kept me going. I’m looking forward to continuing to blog but it’s not going to be daily for 2014. I’ll certainly keep the Monday positive start to the week blog going as it makes a difference to how I start my week. I love favourite blog posts and summing up the week. Who knows? Changes in new curriculum, partnerships and new ventures are there too. High heels and high notes!

3. Health – I have been blessed with such good health over the last 8 years – the last time I needed to be in hospital with serious chest infection. I also request good health upon my family and that I am always there.

I can’t recall a moment when I wasn’t well during this last year. My year has been spent as a carer for my parents and has been my life, my world, my existence and my being 24/7. They have not been blessed with such good health for over a year. I pray this will change.

4. EYFS – We shall be appointing a new Early Years Leader in the new year and we want to ensure our EYFS goes from strength to strength.

As I left Shotton in August 2013, I know our EYFS children and the staff team were in very capable hands.

5. SINGING – I am so excited about the privilege of singing at The Sage Gateshead in Hall One. This is something major in my life!!!! http://thesagegateshead.org/event/massed-brass-bands26699/

Well, not only did I have the opportunity to sing in hall one on this occasion, I had a further two occasions as well as being able to climb up into the roof of the Sage and take in the view.


6. SINGING 2 – I want to learn many more operatic arias as well as oratorio works – sometimes these are neglected as work takes over.

I sang at least once a month in a concert or performance. However, not a single day passed without singing. My life would not be complete without music at its heart.



7. SHOES – May my cupboard always be too small to house all my shoes!

Well, what should I add here.

Perhaps the advent calendar suffices……


8. My own professional development – consider a move to a new school? I am in my 5th year as HT and need to start looking at my next steps. I spend so much time looking after everyone else’s next steps, I neglect my own.

I am taken aback reading hope 8 as it was not something I set out to do or indeed planned. However, those of you who follow or know me, know that I was successful in interview for another headship. I love it.

I truly have been called to my new role as head teacher. If anything was meant to be for me, this is it.

Thank you. I love it.

9. Health – this has been good, but as I enter my 46th year I want it to be even better. I have such a buzz going to my local gym – it’s less than 2 miles from my home and so accessible. I love it. 6/8 times this week – not sure I can sustain that but want to attempt at least 3-4 times per week.

I have had a very good year health wise and wouldn’t change a thing.

10. Garden – I have already planted spring bulbs – wish to be more proactive in my garden.

I did manage to get my garden going and love it.





I must add this small extra part. I have a white Christmas Rose growing in a planter. This came from my grandfather’s garden and will have been growing year on year for over 100 years. It is currently showing around a dozen flowers ready to open. A true reminder of the wonder of nature and its power to survive no matter what the weather conditions. Life is precious.


11. Apply for NLE – my education development partner recommended in my performance management I do this.

This did not happen but securing a new job really did overtake this. The opportunities that have been afforded me this year through twitter contacts etc… certainly outweigh not having achieved this. It’s been an incredible privilege to be invited along to teachmeets as well as to collaborate on special projects. January 10th 2014 sees the start of something new and exciting as a direct result of twitter, blogging and TES.

12. Twitter – I have tweeted for quite a while but these last 3 months have be invaluable. I wish to continue to develop my networks both professionally and socially – to be stimulated, inspired, enthused and motivated. Hope I do the same for others.

Only you can answer this for me. I hope I did.

13. GUILT – I hope that I will never find myself in a position that I regret!

A really good friend of mine always said he would never have any regrets. I have stuck with this. He’s right. Don’t regret a thing.

In shORRt – all about the kids.

They were hopes from last year – not bad going to keep them going, especially when I never looked at my nurture 1213 list once I had written it.
New job and preparing to leave a school where I had lived and breathed it for over 11 years was a challenge.
On top of all of that, I had great fun at countless teachmeets, created an opera album for teachmeets etc…, presented at several events and still have requests for mORR in 2014.

(FORRgot to add had an OFSOD too in the last week of my first term in post. Christmas week. Lovely!)

I am thankful for my year.

I am fortunate. I am lucky. I have a good life.

I have made some amazing new friends this year.

It’s been great to meet people from twitter for this first time and I look forward to meeting mORR twitterati for the first time in 2014.

I am what I am. I am me.

So, now you’re wondering what my hopes for 2014 are?

I haven’t any. Or, perhaps, I’m not going to set myself any. I want to live, to be, to grow, to laugh, to love and to care without any conditions.

I’m not one for new year resolutions anymore. I used to say I’d stop biting my nails and it never happened. I’d make that resolution every year and I didn’t stop biting my nails. I once sang with a chap on stage and he had to hold my hand. He looked at my nails, bitten as far down as possible, and commented, ‘haven’t you got horrible stumpy hands’. My initial thought was to lamp him one and knock him into next week. I didn’t. I didn’t need a resolution to help me stop biting my nails for 27 years. Just someone to notice.


Means I can share three generations on one hand – Mum, grandma and great grandmother. Special.

So, I’m not going to make any new year resolutions.

I made a really great new friend in the last few months of 2013. Followed for a while on twitter simply because of another head teacher connection and equally a footie fan – not my team, however. But that doesn’t matter. Batting for the same team does not secure a friendship.

A new special friend who has inspired me. An amazing person who has entered my life and for whom I feel like the big sister and pair of ears. I believe in angels and know I had an amazing guardian angel watching over me last year. Perhaps I will be a guardian angel too.

Inspired me to look at who I am, what I stand for, how lucky I am and makes me think mORR about what I can do for others and make their lives better. I am incredibly fortunate. I have no need to moan, to whinge or to be ungrateful. My new friend is ORRsome. I am in awe of them. Their selflessness. Their determination. Their perseverance. Their freedom.

2014 is going to be ORRsome!

We share the same care for our family.

My Dad is now 88. Fab Christmas together even though he and my Mum have had a difficult year. I am who I am because of them.

I’m not making a list of 14 hopes because if they are meant for me, they will happen. The is not to stay there won’t be goals to aim for and targets to be achieved. I’m simply not pinning my colours to that mast.

I’m not going to set myself a target or a time limit on what I want to achieve.

I know if I am determined enough to go after something, nothing will stop me and I don’t need to have it spelled out in order to do it.

Those who know a little bit mORR about me will know my life has travelled at an incredible pace this last year. Perhaps too fast a pace and taking on too much. I know I burn the candle at both ends. There are some things I can’t or won’t change but there are others I will work harder at.

I simply want to be.

Go with the flow.

Let life happen.

I know what I’d like but if think about it too much, will it happen?

If it is meant to be for me, it will be, if it is meant to be for others around me, it will happen.

I’ve worked a year with deadlines, timescales, pushed myself, pushed others – and now it is time to let life just be.

My hopes for 2014 are not for me.

My hopes are for those who need and deserve them.

I am fortunate enough to know what I have is enough and what I am is enough. My faith gives me that.

Keep well.

Be yourself.

Believe in you.




I’m free!

Walk a mile in my shoes.

Be happy. Be content. Love your life.

365 days in my shoes Day 363


As well as all the quirky 12 days, 12 photos etc… of Christmas, the following letters always feature at some point in our family Christmas time.

Dearest John:
I went to the door today and the postman delivered a partridge in a pear tree. What a delightful gift. I couldn’t have been more surprised.

With dearest love and affection, Agnes


December 15th

Dearest John:

Today the postman brought your very sweet gift. Just imagine, two turtle doves…. I’m just delighted at your very thoughtful gift. They are just adorable.

All my love, Agnes


December 16th

Dear John:

Oh, aren’t you the extravagant one! Now I must protest. I don’t deserve such generosity. Three french hens. They are just darling but I must insist…. you’re just too kind.

Love Agnes


December 17th

Today the postman delivered four calling birds. Now really! They are beautiful, but don’t you think enough is enough? You’re being too romantic.

Affectionately, Agnes

December 18th

Dearest John:

What a surprise! Today the postman delivered five golden rings. One for each finger. You’re just impossible, but I love it. Frankly, John, all those squawking birds were beginning to get on my nerves.

All my love, Agnes


December 19th

Dear John:

When I opened the door there were actually six geese-a-laying on my front steps. So you’re back to the birds again, huh? Those geese are huge. Where will I ever keep them? The neighbors are complaining and I can’t sleep through the racket. PLEASE STOP!

Cordially, Agnes


December 20th


What’s with you and those birds???? Seven swans-a-swimming. What kind of joke is this? There’s bird do-do all over the house and they never stop the racket. I’m a nervous wreck and I can’t sleep all night. IT’S NOT FUNNY…….So stop with those birds.

Sincerely, Agnes


December 21st

OK Buster:

I think I prefer the birds. What am I going to do with eight maids-a-milking? It’s not enough with all those birds and eight maids-a-milking, but they had to bring their own cows. There is poop all over the lawn and I can’t move into my own house. Just lay off me. .



December 22nd


What are you? Some kind of sadist? Now there’s nine pipers playing. And do they play! They never stopped chasing those maids since they got here yesterday morning. The cows are upset and are stepping all over those screeching birds. No wonder they screech. What am I going to do? The neighbors have started a petition to evict me. You’ll get yours.

From Ag


December 23rd

You Creep!

Now there’s ten ladies dancing – I don’t know why I call them ladies. Now the cows can’t sleep and they’ve got diarrhea. My living room is a river of poop. The commissioner of buildings has subpoenaed me to give cause why the building shouldn’t be condemned. I’m sicking the police on you.

One who means it, Ag


December 24th

Listen Idiot:

What’s with the eleven lords a-leaping? All 234 of the birds are dead. I hope you’re satisfied, you rotten swine.

Your sworn enemy, Miss Agnes McCallister


December 25th (From the law offices Taeker, Spedar, and Baegar)

Dear Sir:

This is to acknowledge your latest gift of twelve fiddlers fiddling, which you have seen fit to inflict on our client, Miss Agnes McCallister. The destruction, of course, was total. All correspondence should come to our attention. If you should attempt to reach Miss McCallister at Happy Dale Sanitarium, the attendants have instructions to shoot you on sight. With this letter, please find attached a warrant for your arrest.

365 days in my shoes Day 362


No doubt we all got some books for Christmas this year.

Wonder such are your favourites?

As a child I remember laughing at the batty book titles such as these:-

‘The Haunted House’ by Hugo First

“Diet for Dogs” By Nora Bone

“Falling Down” By Eileen Dover

“Dentistry for Beginners” By Phil McCavity

“A History of Rag and Bone men” By Orson Cart

“Dash To The Loo” by Will E Makit, illustrated by Bett E Wont

The Book of Spectacles by Seymour Clearly

Across the Channel by Francis Cumming

Brass Playing by Buzz Daly

OLYMPIC GAMES by Arthur Letics

THE SOUTH POLE by Aunt Artic

ROBOTS by Anne Droid


IN THE COUNTRY by Theresa Green



DON’T GIVE UP by Percy Vere.




END OF THE WEEK by Gladys Friday


THE LOST BET by Henrietta Hatt

EASY MONEY by Robin Banks




Dinners by E. Tippup.

THE LONG WALK by Miss D. Bus



INSOMNIA by Liza Wake.

ACHES AND PAINS by Arthur Ritus.

APRIL FOOL! by Sue Prize


BIG FEET by Claude Hopper.


ERRORS AND ACCIDENTS by Miss Takes and Miss Happs


TIME TO EAT by Dean.R.Bell




THE POST SCRIPT by Adeline Extra.

ARMED HEISTS by Robin Banks

COME ON IN! by Doris Open



DANGER by Luke Out



DOWNPOUR! by Wayne Dwops

THE FLOWER GARDEN by Polly Anthus.

CLONING by Irma Dubble II

HAPPY NEW YEAR by Mary Christmas


BABY SITTING by Justin Casey Howls.

LEO TOLSTOY by Warren Peace

GET MOVING by Sheik Aleg

THE SPICY SAUSAGE by Della Katessen.

365 days in my shoes Day 361


It’s Friday!

Half way through our Christmas hols. What did this week bring for you?


Having become a fiery copper redhead again, I ventured, bravely, into Newcastle City centre on what had been described the busiest shopping day of the year. I was very surprised at how easy it was to get parked.

I hadn’t seen Fenwicks window this a christmas so that was the plan before catching up with a friend for coffee and chat.

Both successfully achieved even though friend is a Mapgpie fan and I’m a Black Cat! Lol




Monday – decided to rise with the larks and go to M&S and Sainsburys to buy the fresh fruit and veg. Again, I thought this would be like a bun fight but rather pleasantly surprised at how straightforward it was. Worth the early get up.


Christmas Eve is the one time of the year I get to sing O Holy Night at my own church. Midnight Mass is always a special service for me.


Lovely surprises arrived too from a very good friend and my Dad!




Christmas Day – time spent with those we love.



My Dad is 88 and I am very much a Daddy’s girl. Special moments to share together.

I attempted a lobster and prawn starter on a bed of ribboned cucumber and mixed peppers. All plates were cleared so I took it as a good sign.


Some special gifts received – I am lucky to have so many people who are incredibly thoughtful.






Those who follow me on twitter and read my blog will know the Friday post to time last week also commented on the fact that OFSTED had visited my new school in the last week of term.

Hard to believe that happened and does seem to be such a long time ago. It did however, result in some shoe shopping as a post OFSTED treat and these were my favourites worn on Christmas Day!


They come from Scorpio Shoes in Durham, an independent shoe shop. Love the steampunk range, although I did feel a little like a cowgirl as the metal work on the heels sounded as though I were wearing spurs!



Love the message in today’s calendar! A friend bought me this as a Christmas gift last year for the ‘Woman who does too much’. I know I burn the candle at both ends. I know I make mORR work for myself. I know I need to take time and stop.

I’ll never compromise on family time with my parents. They are my world.

Boxing Day!
Today is always a quiet day. One for tidying up, reflecting and just time for peace, quiet, calmness and stillness.

9.30am and Dad and I are sampling the Glenlivet he gave me as a gift and the Isle of Jura Mum bought my Dad as a gift. Lol

We’ve had the leftovers from yesterday for lunch on our knees. Love those kind of meals where it’s almost better than the day before because you haven’t had to prepare or cook anything.


It’s Friday and the last Friday in my weekly sum ups of the year 2013!

Love this time of year. So special. Love spending time with my Mum and Dad. Precious moments to make memories.

Weather has scuppered plans for other family members to visit today. Storm is a brewing. May be better to stay warm indoors today.

365 days in my shoes 360


This time last year, after reading nurture blogs and the posts of other great bloggers, I decided to sign up and create my own wordpress account and on 26th December 2012, highheelsandhighnotes was born.

A year on it has been viewed over 70,000 times. Not much compared to some prolific bloggers but I feel quite reasonable.

The 365 consecutive days of blogging in my shoes began on January 1st 2013 and will end on 31st December 2013.

It’s Boxing Day. How many crackers did you pull and did you have a favourite joke or a worst one!


Were the gifts inside the crackers as corny as the jokes too?

What does Santa suffer from if he gets stuck in a chimney?

Why does Santa have three gardens?
So he can ‘ho ho ho’!

What do snowmen wear on their heads?
Ice caps!

How do snowmen get around?
They ride an icicle

What song do you sing at a snowman’s birthday party?
Freeze a jolly good fellow!

How does Good King Wenceslas like his pizzas?
One that’s deep pan, crisp and even!

Who hides in the bakery at Christmas?
A mince spy!

What did Adam say on the day before Christmas?
It’s Christmas, Eve!

How many letters are in the angelic alphabet?
The Christmas alphabet has “no EL”!

What carol is heard in the desert?
O camel ye faithful!

What do angry mice send to each other at Christmas?
Cross Mouse Cards!

What is the best xmas present in the world?
A broken drum, you just can’t beat it!

How do sheep in Mexico say Merry Christmas?
Fleece Navidad!

How did Scrooge with the football game?
The ghost of christmas passed!

What athlete is warmest in winter?
A long jumper!

What do you get if you eat Christmas decorations?

What is the worst disease that you get at Christmas?

What’s the most popular Christmas wine?
‘I don’t like Brussels sprouts!’

Why do ghosts live in the fridge?
Because it’s cool!

Why did Santa’s helper see the doctor?
Because he had a low “elf” esteem!

What kind of motorbike does Santa ride?
A Holly Davidson!

What do you call a cat in the desert?
Sandy Claws!

Who delivers presents to cats?
Santa Paws!

What do you call Father Christmas in the beach?
Sandy Clause!

What happened to the man who stole an Advent Calendar?
He got 25 days!

What did the beaver say to the Christmas Tree?
Nice gnawing you!

Why are Christmas Trees like bad knitters? They keep loosing their needles!

What do crackers, fruitcake and nuts remind me of?

What’s the best thing to put into a Christmas Cake?
Your teeth!

What do you get if you cross a bell with a skunk?
Jingle Smells!

Where would you find chili beans?
At the north pole!

Why don’t penguins fly?
Because they’re not tall enough to be pilots!

What do sheep say at Christmas?
Wool-tide Bleatings! or A Merry Christmas to Ewe!

What do you call a bunch of chess players bragging about their games in a hotel lobby?
Chess nuts boasting in an open foyer!

What’s green, covered in tinsel and goes ribbet ribbet?

Which football team did the baby Jesus support?
Manger-ster United!

What do you call a three legged donkey?
A wonky donkey!

Knock Knock!
Who’s there?
Pudding who?
Pudding in your face!

Knock Knock
Who’s there?
Snow who?
Snow business like show business!

Knock knock!
Who’s there?
Hanna who?
Hanna partridge in a pear tree!

Knock knock!
Who’s there?
Holly who?
Holly-days are here again!

Santa went to the Doctors with a problem.
Doctor: What seems to be the problem?
Santa: I seem to have a mince pie stuck up my bottom!
Doctor: Well your in luck because I’ve got just the cream for that!

What did the sea Say to Santa?
Nothing! It just waved!

What does Santa do with fat elves?
He sends them to an Elf Farm!

What do you get if you cross Santa with a duck?
A Christmas Quacker!

Who delivers presents to baby sharks at Christmas?
Santa Jaws

What says Oh Oh Oh?
Santa walking backwards!

Who is Santa’s favorite singer?
Elf-is Presley!

What do you call Santa’s little helpers?
Subordinate clauses!

What do Santa’s little helpers learn at school?
The elf-abet!

What did Santa say to the smoker?
Please don’t smoke, it’s bad for my elf!

Where do elves go to dance?
Christmas Balls!

What do elves eat for breakfast?
Frosted Flakes!

What do you call a frozen elf hanging from the ceiling?
An elfcicle!

What type of Shoes does Santa wear when he travels on a train?

What do you get if Santa goes down the chimney when a fire is lit?
Krisp Kringle!

How long do a reindeers legs have to be?
Long enough so they can touch the ground!

What do reindeer hang on their Christmas trees?

Why are Christmas trees so bad at sewing?
They always drop their needles!

What’s worse than Rudolph with a runny nose?
Frosty the snowman with a hot flush!

Did Rudolph go to school?
No. He was Elf-taught!

Why did the Rudolph cross the road?
Because he was tied to the chicken!

Why did the turkey cross the road?
Because he wasn’t chicken!

Why did the turkey cross the road?
Because it was the chicken’s day off!

What happened to the turkey at Christmas?
It got gobbled!

Why did the turkey join the band?
Because it had the drumsticks!

365 days in my shoes Day 359


It’s Christmas Day.

O Holy Night

Jesus is the reason for the season.

Advent is over.

How better to celebrate that with the entire advent calendar of heels!

Day one of advent

Day two of advent

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365 days in my shoes Day 358


Day 24 of advent

It’s Christmas Eve.

Time to light the candles, pour a glass of mulled wine and snuggle on the sofa with a Christmas classic or two!

Heading off to midnight mass later and have the privilege of singing O Holy Night to start the service.

Do you have certain things you like to do on Christmas Eve?

I love watching A a Christmas Carol with Alistair Sim, although I have grown fond of Jim Carrey’s version as it does stick closely to the book.

I love to sit and watch the Polar Express and ring my sleigh bell.

I’ll always sprinkle my Christmas dust on my doorstep before heading to midnight mass.

The Snowman

The Snowman and the Snow Dog

A little bit of the sublime!

‘Twas the night before Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.
And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tinny reindeer.

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!

“Now Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on Donner and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!”

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of Toys, and St Nicholas too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.

His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself!
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!”