Ear and Head Pain in Aeroplanes – How To Prevent It

DISCLAIMER: Before I begin, let me say I am not a medical practitioner or an aviation expert. All advice and recommendations given in this post are from my own personal experiences, and those of my partner who also suffers from this condition. Even though I am recommending one product in this post, it is from personal experience not any affiliation with the brand.

 

It’s that time of year, schools are starting to break up for the Summer break, and many people will be excited at the thought of flying off for a relaxing holiday abroad. There will also be some people who will have their holiday booked but who will be absolutely dreading the flights. Some people might even decide not to fly because they can’t bear the pain they get in their ears and head, and nothing seems to work to prevent it.

I had never been in an aeroplane until I was in my 30s. A friend of mine owns a successful diving centre in Mexico and I decided to go and visit him for my very first holiday abroad. People told me my ears might pop as the plane ascends and again when it descends, and had told me to chew some gum or suck some boiled sweets to ease any discomfort. Surprisingly though, I had no discomfort at all on that flight, either going or coming back.

My next holiday abroad was to beautiful Malta. I was so looking forward to it. I settled into my seat on the plane, my son next to me, and my partner next to him. Everything was fine. My ears popped a bit as we ascended but that was OK. A few hours later the pilot announced we were going to be descending shortly, and that was where my nightmare began. My ears popped and then the pain started. Pain like I had never felt before. And it just kept on building up, stronger and stronger. It is hard to explain how bad it was, but I honestly thought I was dying. It felt like immense pressure building up, first in my ears and then spreading across my face and head. The pain was explosive. I looked around at the other passengers. Everyone was laughing, chatting, just the normal stuff. I looked at my partner. He had a funny look on his face but I thought he was fine. My son was chatting away but I could barely hear him. The pain took over everything. I’ll be honest, I was scared. Why was no one else feeling it? I had no idea what this was. I had never heard of anyone getting pain like this before. And all the time the pressure and pain were just building and building. I wondered if I should inform the cabin crew that in a few moments everyone was going to be covered in my brain matter. I literally felt like my head was about to explode. I genuinely didn’t think I was getting off that plane alive.

After what seemed like an eternity, the plane landed. I felt huge relief that I had survived the descent. If you have never experienced this condition, you will think I’m grossly exaggerating how severe the pain was, but I’m really not. I felt ill getting off the plane, like I was going to pass out. For most people with this condition, the pain eases or goes completely when the door is opened. This isn’t the case for me. My hearing was muffled, my eyes kept wanting to close, and my head and ears were agony. When we arrived at our hotel I went straight to bed. My son and partner went out to get something to eat, and they brought some food back to the hotel for me, but I was in no state to eat. I fell asleep clutching my head.

The next day I still didn’t feel well but didn’t want to ruin any more holiday time. We had an island to explore. As the day went on the pain subsided, and we had an absolutely fantastic 2 weeks. Talking to my partner before the flight home, I told him about that pain and he confessed that he had it too, but as no one else seemed to be struggling on the plane, he felt too silly to tell me. His pain went when the door had opened, unlike mine. He had flown a lot more than I had, and he said he had experienced it on most flights. We were both feeling anxious about the flight home, for fear of the pain coming back. I told myself it was a one off. I had been fine going to Mexico, I would be fine on this flight too. If only! As the plane started to descend over England I could feel that dreaded pressure building again. It was exactly like the flight there. Intense explosive pain all over again. My partner had it too. But again, his went when we landed and they opened the door. Mine stayed for 2 full days this time.

This experience actually put me off flying. I decided the only way to guarantee I’d never get that pain again would be if I never went on an aeroplane. My partner went on a few holidays with family and friends but I refused. He had the pain every single time, but as before, his always went when the door opened. He has tried every technique that Google recommmends, and every decongestant spray. Nothing worked.

A few years ago though he begged me to go to Disney World in Orlando. I could see the excitement on my son’s face, so agreed. A few weeks before we went, my partner (who is a gas engineer) had a job to do at a nurse’s house. They were chatting about holidays and he told her about the pain we both get on flights. We had spoken to people about it after Malta, but no one had a clue what we were talking about. They thought we just meant that our ears popped. This nurse knew exactly what he meant though as she had suffered with it too. That was until a pilot had told her about a fantastic little solution. She told my partner what to buy, but I was still sceptical.

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Let me introduce you to EarPlanes. The most amazing little invention ever. Well, they are if you suffer with the ear pain anyway. I don’t work with the company, I don’t get any commission if you buy them, I am genuinely just trying to help people who experience the pain. Holidays should be fun and exciting, not overshadowed by agony. We had never heard of them and if my partner hadn’t chatted to that nurse, we still wouldn’t have. I’m guessing there will be a lot of people reading this who haven’t either, so I really hope this helps you.

EarPlanes are hypoallergenic latex-free silicone ear plugs that you fit into your ear an hour before landing and remove when the plane has landed and the door has opened. If you suffer with ear pain when the plane ascends too, you can put them in just before take off, and then remove them when the plane reaches maximum altitude. They form an airtight seal in your ear canal and have a special filter in them that regulates the pressure in your ear, reducing or completely preventing any discomfort.

You can also buy them for children or people with smaller ears, but obviously you would need to help a child insert them to make sure they fit properly.

You can also buy re-usable ones, which can be used for up to 10 flights.

When we flew to Orlando, my partner put his EarPlanes in an hour before we landed and had no pain whatsoever. Stupidly, I didn’t use my pair. My son was chatting away excitedly and I was worried I wouldn’t be able to hear him if I had them in. Plus I figured that as it was a similar flight to going to Mexico, I would be OK this time. Big mistake. If anything, the pain this time was even worse than I had experienced with Malta! Sheer agony. I couldn’t talk to my son anyway due to how much pain I was in, so I was cross with myself that I hadn’t worn my EarPlanes, especially seeing my partner looking happy and relaxed and pain-free. And just like in Malta, I had to go straight to bed in the hotel while my son and partner went off exploring the area.

I had learnt my lesson for the flight home, and put the EarPlanes in when the pilot announced we would be starting to descend shortly. My partner had already put his in but I waited as long as possible before using mine. The plane started to descend and I waited with baited breath for the pain to start. What a difference! No pain whatsoever! I was surprised to discover that they don’t completely block out sounds as I thought they would, so I could still have a conversation with my son too. A completely pain-free conversation. It was like a miracle for me.

EarPlanes have been a game-changer for us. Pain-free flights, more time being able to enjoy the holiday. I have recommended them to a couple of people recently, which is what made me decide to write this post. If you talk to your GP about that pain, most will have no idea what it feels like and will just recommend a decongestant. That might help some people a little bit, but didn’t work for us. Not many people seem to know about these genius little ear plugs, but that needs to change. People suffer in agonising silence and not many people understand how extreme the pain is. You might have read this and not had any idea that some people go through this on flights, but if anyone you know ever mentions it to you, please recommend they try EarPlanes.

You can buy them on Amazon or at Boots, and I really think they should sell them on aeroplanes too, but unfortunately they don’t.

Read the reviews on Amazon if you are unsure about them. So many people being able to enjoy flights for the first time. I’d love to know if they work for you too.

CLICK HERE TO FIND THEM ON AMAZON

Have a great holiday! Pain-free 🙂

 

 

 

 

 

 

Real Heroes Don’t Wear Capes – Could You Be a Lifesaver?

Today marks the 5 year anniversary since my father, my best friend, died as a result of the blood cancer myeloma. I don’t like using the word “anniversary”, as that makes me think of celebrations, and the grief I have felt every day for the last 5 years is certainly nothing to celebrate. (If you want to, you can read about the loss of my father HERE).

As I said in that post, I had never heard of myeloma until Dad’s diagnosis. Although it is an incurable cancer, it is treatable in many cases, and I have since heard of many people who have lived with it for 10+ years. When the doctors were discussing treatment options for Dad, they mentioned the possibility of stem cell transplant, but said he would need high-dose chemotherapy first. Unfortunately, the chemotherapy made him extremely ill and they stopped it, which meant that stem cell treatment was no longer an option.

At the same time as Dad was diagnosed with myeloma, a beautiful 14 month old girl called Margot was diagnosed with a very rare form of blood cancer and desperately needed a transplant. There was a massive appeal for potential donors all over social media. Her story really tugged at my heartstrings, and I registered to be a donor with DKMS UK, a charity who is dedicated to finding a matching donor for every single blood cancer patient who needs a stem cell donation. I registered online, and received a swab kit in the post.

It was such an easy thing to do. Just rub the swabs provided along the inside of my cheeks, let them dry, and then send them back to DKMS. The whole process took just minutes. DKMS could then analyse my tissue type, and the information could be made available for every search for a donor for a blood cancer patient. So far, I haven’t been a match for anyone, but I hope one day I will be.

There is a match somewhere in the world for every single person who needs it. The sad fact is though that not many people register to help them, so they don’t find their match. Lets look at the statistics:

  • There are nearly 67 million people living in the UK
  • Someone is diagnosed with a blood cancer every 20 minutes, meaning that over 30,000 people are diagnosed each year
  • 1 in 3 of those will luckily find a donor within their family
  • Every year, over 2,000 people in the UK need a stem cell donation from a stranger
  • Only 2% of the population are registered as potential stem cell donors
  • 4 out of 10 blood cancer patients will not find a matching donor

These statistics have to change! Ask yourself this… if you or a loved one needed a stem cell donation, would you be willing to receive one from someone you didn’t know? That one person who is a perfect match? Would you be appealing for people to register to help you or your loved one? Of course you would. Surely then you have to be willing to potentially help someone else if you have the chance. Chances are you will never be a match for anyone, but what if you are that one perfect match for someone who is in desperate need right now, but you’re not registered so they don’t find you. The thought breaks my heart. There is a match somewhere for everyone. More people need to register to help.

DKMS UK made a little video to explain the process. You can watch it HERE.

Another video well worth watching is THIS ONE in which a donor, and someone currently waiting for a match, both talk about the process and what it means to them.

If you would like to register to become a potential lifesaver, click HERE to find out more if you are in the UK, or HERE if you are outside the UK.

 

“WE MAKE A LIVING BY WHAT WE GET. WE MAKE A LIFE BY WHAT WE GIVE” 

Winston Churchill

 

“NO ONE IS USELESS IN THIS WORLD WHO LIGHTENS THE BURDEN OF ANOTHER”

Charles Dickens

 

#LifesaverInYou

 

 

 

 

The Importance of Cancer Screening, and How To Prepare For It

Look at this beautiful photo. Look at that huge smile, how happy my Mum was on her wedding day. All her dreams came true that day. She had married the man she adored and could now start thinking about one day becoming a mother. She was around 23 years old in this photo. A long happy life lay ahead of her. Except sadly it didn’t.

My mum was very old-fashioned in her beliefs, and very prim and prudish. My father noticed during their marriage that she had lumps in her breasts and told her to go to the doctor, but embarrassment at the thought of a doctor seeing her topless prevented her from going. She kept making excuses when he begged her to get checked, and nothing could change her mind. Unbeknownst to them both, those lumps would later turn out to be breast cancer.

I don’t know how her cancer was finally discovered.  I remember Mum going away for a while but as I was very young I wasn’t told anything about where she went. I remember staying at a step-relative’s house (Mum and Dad were divorced at this point) and when I went back home, Mum was in bed. I was told she wasn’t very well but not what was wrong with her. I only realised something was very wrong at a later date when I came home from playing with my friend. I walked into the living room and saw Mum standing in front of the fireplace topless, rubbing talc on to her very scarred flat chest. I remember the shock of seeing her like that, and really not understanding what had happened. She had had a double mastectomy and it hadn’t been explained to me. Finally the cancer word was used, but I still didn’t know how serious it was. I remember her losing her beautiful black hair and wearing an awful mousy brown wig that the hospital gave to her. I wish I’d been told how ill she was. I would have spent more time with her. Asked her questions about her childhood. But I didn’t know, and being so young, I spent most of my time out in the fresh air playing with my friend.

Circumstances not for this post meant that I had to go and live with a foster family, and only got to see Mum one more time. It was Christmas 1986, and I was taken to see her in hospital. She was by now extremely ill, and the sight of her shocked me beyond belief. She was so thin and frail, and she wasn’t wearing her wig. She had wanted to give me a Christmas gift, a jumper.  I didn’t know at the time, but this visit was also to say goodbye.

My foster family had a self-contained flat behind their house, and my father used to come and visit and stay there every weekend. On Saturday 31st January 1987 the phone in the flat rang. Dad answered and I remember him talking very quietly. He told me to come and sit down, knelt in front of me taking my hands at the same time, and told me that Mum had passed away. My world crumbled and I broke down. The tears that day just didn’t stop. Or the next. In fact it is 32 years today since that conversation and the tears still flow now. I remember standing round her grave 4 days later. Trying to sing The Old Rugged Cross with everyone else but being unable to due to how much I was crying. Seeing her coffin in the ground and throwing a handful of soil on to it as prayers were said.  I just wanted to lie in there with her. I couldn’t bear the thought of her being cold and alone. I so badly wanted this all to be just a terrible nightmare. It was a nightmare, but one that couldn’t be woken from.

Her death certificate says she died of breast cancer primarily, and also cervical cancer. She was just 40 years old. She never got to see me become a teenager, pass my exams, get my first job, get a boyfriend, have a child. I miss her every single day.

 

Advances in medicine and medical technology now mean that these two types of cancer have fantastic screening programmes. At the moment these programmes are mainly for women who fall into the age bracket deemed most at risk, although in some circumstances they are available before this.

For breast cancer, women aged over 50 are invited for mammogram screening every 3 years. However, if you have a family history of breast cancer, like I do, and are younger than 50, have a chat with your GP. They will then refer you to a breast clinic, who will assess whether you are at a higher risk so need more regular screening. As my Mum had it so young, and my sister also had it at a young age (thank God she is clear of it now), I am at a higher risk of developing it too, so I have annual mammograms or MRI scans to make sure it would be caught at an early stage if it did develop. Surprisingly, only around 75% of women who are invited to attend screening actually do go for it. But with statistics showing that someone in the UK is diagnosed with breast cancer every 10 minutes, early detection is crucial. Breast cancer survival rates have doubled in the last 40 years, and this is partly due to our screening programme being able to identify problems early.

Some women worry that mammograms hurt. As someone who has had one every year for the last 7 or 8 years, I can honestly say they can be a little bit uncomfortable, but nothing unbearable. They don’t squash you as flat as a pancake, just enough for them to get a clear picture of your breast tissue. The part that I find slightly uncomfortable is the machine pressing under my arm. They need to get as close to your breastbone as possible, and to do that sometimes you need to stand in such a way that the machine digs in a bit under your arm. But as I said, any discomfort quickly passes, and can potentially save your life. Around 80% of people who are diagnosed with breast cancer now survive beyond 10 years! Surely that makes it worth being screened.

If you haven’t had a mammogram yet, here are a few tips to help you prepare. Try to book your appointment for about a week after the end of your period. Your breast tissue is less dense then so your pictures will be clearer, and your breasts won’t be tender. You will need to strip down to your waist, so wear a skirt or trousers rather than a dress. You will be given a hospital gown to wear until you have the mammogram. Don’t use deodorant, particularly the aerosol ones, or talc, as these can show up as little flecks or blobs on the result, which would then need further investigation and tests. If you have long hair, you might find it easier to tie it back so it doesn’t get in the way. And remember, the radiographer will have seen every size and shape imaginable, every day, so there is no need for embarrassment.

 

Cervical screening, on the other hand, is available to women aged between 25 and 64. There are calls for this age limit to be lowered though after cases of women being diagnosed younger than 25. Ten years ago, a famous TV star called Jade Goody died from cervical cancer at the age of 27. This cancer is a slow growing one, and early screening might have been able to detect it before it had advanced and become terminal. Jade’s death shocked everyone, and led to thousands of women booking smear tests (as they were then called). Sadly though, as time has passed, less and less women are going for cervical screening. Around a third of women invited for screening ignore it and don’t book an appointment. This is mostly due to embarrassment. Let’s get a bit of perspective on this though.

Many of those women who are too embarrassed to go for screening will get pregnant at some point. Having a baby means countless people having to look “down there”, and these people will possibly witness some things that you would find excruciatingly embarrassing if you weren’t in so much pain trying to push your baby out. I’m thinking back to when my son was born and how many people were in the room at the time. A midwife kept checking how far dilated I was. Another midwife had to feed a clip up to my unborn baby’s head to monitor him as he had very kindly had a poo in my womb which could have caused big problems. A student was in the room watching everything. There was someone there doing a medical survey. The anaesthetist was there trying to give me an epidural (it didn’t work for me). Another nurse had to come and start preparing me for a Caesarian as it was all taking so long (23 hours). Someone else had to give me an episiotomy to try to help me push my son out. Another midwife came in with the suction cap to help to pull him out. And then someone stitched the episiotomy back up. And my best friend was there. The room was buzzing with people. All these people watching the events unfolding down below. Not every birth will need that many people present. Some might even need more! But the fact is, you are seen with your legs open by more than one person, for quite some time.

Cervical screening takes just a few minutes and is done by just one person. This person will have done hundreds of these and really won’t care whether you have shaved or not, whether you have a bit of cellulite (most women do) or what underwear you wear (they won’t see that anyway). All they will care about is gently getting the cells needed to be tested, and potentially saving your life. The test doesn’t hurt at all, although some people say it feels slightly uncomfortable. It doesn’t detect cancer, but it does detect abnormal cells in your cervix, if there are any. Most times, these abnormal cells are nothing to worry about. Sometimes though they can become cancerous. Finding and removing these cells can prevent cervical cancer. Most changes to cells are caused by the HPV virus, which is very common. Cervical screening now checks for HPV too.

Thanks to cervical screening detecting abnormalities so early, and the HPV vaccination, cervical cancer is now largely preventable. Around 9 people are still diagnosed each day in the UK. The earlier it is detected, the more chance there is of it being successfully treated.

As well as having mammograms every year, I have had to have cervical screening every year for as long as I can remember. That is nothing to do with my mother though. Mine tend to come back with an abnormal result, or not enough cells were caught. This means I have had to have repeat ones 3 months later, and then annually after to make sure everything is OK. My last one last year though came back with a normal result, and for the first time I was then told I can wait 3 years before my next one, just like everyone else. Happy days!

If you have never had cervical screening for whatever reason and are worried about how to prepare for one, here’s a few tips. One of the things that has made women too embarrassed to go is the worry about how they might smell. If that is a worry to you, it is fine to have a shower beforehand. I will say from experience though, don’t have a bath! I didn’t know this before my first one. In fact I knew nothing about them before my first one. I just knew that I didn’t want to end up like my Mum. Bathing or washing too thoroughly before screening can affect the sensitivity of the test and result in you being asked to have a repeat one a few months later. You’ll probably feel more relaxed about having the test if you feel clean and fresh, so a quick shower or even a wet wipe will be just fine. Don’t have sex the day before your test as this can affect the result. The best time to go is mid-cycle, so 10-14 days after the start of your period. If you don’t like the thought of lying there naked from the waist down, wear a skirt, as you will be able to keep that on. Regardless of what you wear though, you will be given a large paper towel sheet to cover your modesty. That is all the preparation you need. You really don’t need to shave or wax. The nurse will have no interest in your appearance whatsoever.

 

I will always keep up to date with screening appointments. I owe it to my son. I want to be here for him and do all the things my mother wasn’t able to do with me. I want to be there when he leaves school, I want to be there for every special event in his life. (OK, I’m not looking forward to seeing him leave home, but I still want to be around to help him). Hopefully, cancer screening will mean I will be.

(By the way, a cervical screening test takes less time than the time it has taken you to read this post).

If you have been putting off having your screening tests for whatever reason, please, make that appointment. Your future self will thank you for it.

 

 

Kidulting…. For When Being an Adult is Too, well, Grown Up; including a Competition!

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It’s official! A new age is upon us… the age of the kidult! You know the established stages of growing up as baby, toddler, child, teenager, then adult. Well not any more. There’s a new stage in between the end of the teenage years and adulthood. The difference with this stage though is it can last indefinitely! This is the Kidult stage, the adult who still acts like a kid.

In the 1930s and 1940s you were considered a fully fledged adult by the age of 25, with many people having jobs, a house, being married and having children by then. People now though are leaving these things later and later. Tangerine Confectionery, makers of Sweet Champions sweets, conducted a survey of around 2,000 Brits over the age of 30, looking at what it means to be an adult. The results showed that 76% admitted struggling with “adulting” and still acted as they did in their teens and early 20s. More and more young people today are staying at home living with their parents instead of flying the nest. The survey revealed that most people today don’t consider themselves an adult until they are 33. I was 32 when I gave birth to my son. Thinking back, this is when I really considered myself to be an adult and started to act like one!

The Sweet Champions study also revealed a list of behaviours that are considered to be signs of being a kidult. I can only tick a few of these kidult behavioural signs. Read through these and see how many of them you still do…

  • You stay up all night playing computer games (too tired after adulting for that)
  • You watch whole box sets in a single weekend (I’m guilty of this one)
  • You’ve recently got a tattoo (not a chance in hell)
  • You’ve set up a Whatsapp group with your friends (guilty, although if I didn’t set it up but am part of it, does that count…?)
  • You used a Snapchat filter on your profile picture (I hate Snapchat so that’ll never happen)
  • You bought a must-have pair of trainers (I never wear trainers)
  • You listen to Radio 1 (what a racket!)
  • You voted for someone on X Factor (I can’t stand that drivel but I might have voted for someone on Strictly Come Dancing…)
  • You’ve been to a music festival recently (sadly not)
  • You regularly raid the sweetie cupboard for treats (erm…. who doesn’t??? In fact, confession time… the top drawer of my bedside cabinet is my sweetie drawer. Sshhhh don’t tell my Other Half. He’ll nick them)
  • You ride a scooter to work (nope)
  • You own a novelty phone case (mine is a lovely dusky pinky colour but plain)
  • You’ve queued for a new iPhone (I’m a Samsung girl)
  • You’ve recently downed a pint in one (Yep but I don’t think downing a pint of water is what they mean)
  • You wear skinny jeans (I would if I didn’t raid the sweetie cupboard so much!!!)
  • You use a selfie stick (I hate the selfie craze so this’ll never happen)
  • You wear band T-shirts (don’t own a single one)
  • You wear ripped jeans (no, I buy new ones if mine get ripped)
  • You’ve gone abroad on a stag or hen do (nope never, only ones in this country)
  • You’ve edited social media pics so you look younger (nope, I don’t see the point in lying about your appearance)
  • You got a pet rather than having a child (long story but nope)
  • You split up with your partner because you just want to have some fun (never for that reason)
  • You use nicknames for all your friends (No, I’m sure that’s what is on their birth certificates)
  • You let your parents do your chores (no parents :’-(  )
  • You need your parents’ help with DIY or gardening (as above)
  • You watch reality TV shows like TOWIE or Love Island (I hate them. I like ones like Come Dine With Me)

 

The research study also asked what people consider to be signs of being an adult. The results were brilliant. Half of the people asked said that getting a mortgage was a sign of adulting, 33% said knowing what day the bins go out, and 18% said owning kitchen utensils for the first time! (My 9 year old son knows what day the bins go out and he owns baking utensils but he’s not ready to leave home just yet!!!)

They were also asked what things they would never give up, no matter how old they were. High on the list was having an Advent calendar and hunting for Christmas presents. Also among the things people don’t ever want to stop were building sandcastles, playing air guitar, and having a kebab after a night out.

There were some things that people said they would never do, even when they were old. These included listening to Radio 4, watching Antiques Roadshow, and wearing Crocs shoes.

Just for fun, what is the one thing you will never give up doing? For me, it will be blowing bubbles. Not bubblegum bubbles… the ones you get in a tub. They fascinate me. So even when I’m a little old lady I’ll sit on the bench in my garden blowing bubbles and watching them till they float out of sight. Or more likely they’ll pop. But the floating bit sounded nicer. Leave a comment to tell me what you will always do.

 

As part of the Sweet Champions Done Adulting campaign, I received a wonderful kidult survival pack. It included a brilliant book about becoming a fully fledged adult. It is both informative and funny, and I wish it had been around when I was leaving kidulthood!

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Also included were a Kidult Colouring Book, full of pictures of retro sweets…

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Stickers to reward yourself when you have successfully done something “adult”…

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And a huge tub of sweets to dip into when the kidult cravings get too much…

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COMPETITION…

For your chance to win one of these fantastic survival packs for yourself, head over to my Twitter page HERE, follow me on there and Retweet my pinned tweet. Please though, DON’T quote it thinking that counts as a retweet. It doesn’t. It doesn’t register and your name won’t be included in the draw list.

The competition ends at 23:59 on February 6th. The winner will be randomly picked and notified on February 7th and must notify me of their address to receive the prize. The prize will be sent directly from Sweet Champions at Candyland within 28 days of the draw date. Good luck everyone!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Cake Decorating – Piping Nozzles

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At some point in your baking days, you will need to pipe on to your creations. It might be whipped cream, buttercream, royal icing, or a whole host of other delights, but it is vital you have the right piping nozzle for the task in hand. With so many different nozzles on the market it can be confusing to work out which nozzle is right for you. Fortunately eReplacementParts and Ghergich have put together this handy guide to show you what each nozzle is for, and have kindly given me permission to share it with you.


Source: eReplacementParts.com 

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I have included above just a few examples of cakes I have made using different nozzles. It is great fun to experiment, and I hope the infographic guides help you to find the perfect nozzle for your needs. Happy piping! 🙂

My first post…. A quick Hello

I have decided to write a blog as a few people had suggested it to me. I think it might have been their polite way of saying I talk too much so how about writing it all down instead! Whatever the reason, the idea appealed to me. It will take me a while to get going properly with this but I plan to be up and running very soon. I have sooooooooo much to talk about! 🙂