When everyone’s favourite fairy, I mean blogger, Cuddle Fairy told me she had an #OopsFiles post for me specifically about #BML16, I was delighted. Not only have I been wanting to feature her for the longest time, I also had quite a few Oops moments from my recent #BML16 weekend in London but can’t really ‘star’ in my own guest series! However, I now have an excuse to summarise them! A few of mine include: 1) wandering around the Hoxton Hotel lobby for some time trying to go up to my room only to realise I’d walked past the lifts three times 2) not realising the window blind was up when I came out of the shower and consequently flashing my entire birthday suit at a chap in the building opposite 3) being locked out of my room as they hadn’t updated the system with the extra hour of checkout time I’d requested the day I was leaving and 4) trying to get into Becky’s room at the Montcalm with my Hoxton card key (don’t ask). And I didn’t even realise Becky and I were standing in front of the stairs (see below) in the first place when she came to fetch me the first day! Hotel lifts and card keys…just keep me away from them. Anyway I’m sooooo glad to be finally featuring Becky here on the #OopsFiles and she even kindly asked me to add a bit of my own commentary so I did (you’ll see it in italics)!
[Image courtesy of Life with Baby Kicks]
I have been wanting to take part in Prabs’ Oops Files since it started! My fabulous & fun filled weekend in London for #BML16 provided me with plenty of oops moments to write about. And the hostess herself stars in a few of them too! 😉 So here we go!
I live in the West of Ireland so I flew over to London Friday morning so I’d be able to attend the Friday night fringe party & meet Prabs for dinner. I managed to get myself to Liverpool St Station & then with the help of Google Maps on my phone, I walked to the Montcalm where I stayed for the weekend. I got a really cheap rate on Booking.com & as such I was given a closet that has been converted to a room. It was fine when it was just me but the shower was ridiculously small. I took a shower Friday afternoon and couldn’t extend my elbows out from my body. It was a bit ridiculous.
Having used Cuddles’ shower myself to freshen up during BML16 I can confirm she’s not exaggerating…it was a teeny shower in her bathroom.
After managing to wash myself & relaxi in the room for a couple of hours, I took a taxi up to see Prabs at the Hoxton just up the road.There was a lot of of jumping up & down & hugging & then we headed off for Camden Town.
Ahem, Becky’s forgotten to mention how the next thing she did, after saying hi, was check out the shower I had in my room!
We left Prabs’ room & walked towards the elevator. We were meeting two friends for dinner so I was tweeting them that we’d be a few minutes late. When I looked up, I realized the two of us were stood at the door to the stairs. Not at the elevator. No one had hit a button – as there was no button for the stairs. I have no idea what we thought was going to happen standing there. Luckily there was no one else in the hall to witness the madness. So we moved to the elevator, pressed the down button & successful made it out of the hotel!
Not before trying to take a selfie in front of the cool illuminated Hoxton sign in the lobby…only to realise the words came out backwards in the picture. So then we went outside!
Prabs led the way to Camden Town & we had a fun dinner & evening at the fringe party. We got the tube back down to our hotels. Prabs got off at the station before mine. So at my stop, I got off the tube & went out an exit before I realized it was an exit. When I looked at the map, I was on the wrong side from where I wanted to be. I couldn’t get to the other side as I’d need a ticket to go through again, which I didn’t have. So I headed out the only exit I could take & tried to summon Google maps to get me to the Montcalm – which I knew was literally around the block. My phone wouldn’t pick up any signal so Google Maps wouldn’t work. I walked aimlessly back & forth with my phone in the air but it did no good. It was after 10pm & I made the executive decision not to wander the streets of London by myself so I put my hand up for a taxi. I told the driver that I knew the hotel was right around the corner but I wasn’t sure which corner it was. He assumed I meant the other Montcalm when I was getting into a taxi right next to the one I wanted to stay in. So we both had a laugh then he drove me around the block.
This is the bit where I drop Becky in it and mention her lamenting how London streets are so confusing and New York’s grid system is way better 🙂
The next day was #BML16. I hopped back in the shower & discovered a trick I had missed the day before. If I stood at a certain angle I could extend my arms out further so that was great. I have no idea how I missed that the day before – I blame the jetlag? Lol.
For me, #BML16 was filled with talking mostly – to bloggers & to brands. The day flew by & soon it was time for the BiBs. I won’t lie, I was a nervous wreck. I tried to stay cool but I was nervous. I became more nervous after Emma accepted her award with a speech. How did I not realize the winner gave a speech!! I had nothing prepared. My category was called second, I thought I could vomit with the nerves I already had, coupled with the lack of speech if I did actually win. I’m such an emotional person, I probably would have just cried & babbled incoherently had I won. My nerves were over quickly as the lovely Joy Chaser deservingly won most inspiring blog.
After the BiBs a group of us headed across the street to Cote Brasserie for dinner. I had a couple glasses of the sparkly sweet wine at #BML16 & was ready for something different so I asked our waiter who was French, if they had a cocktail menu. He said no. I said, do you have vodka? He said no but we have Orangina.
Right – what? I was so confused. But mainly I was panicked at the thought of no vodka. Then my birthday twin Prabs starts to panic too – What – no vodka? Vodka was needed at this point in time; the both of us were nervous all evening & this was looking like a disaster. Then Helen spotted vodka on the menu & pointed out to the waiter that it says vodka on the menu. The waiter kept saying no but we have Orangina.
This had to be seen to be believed. How vodka sounds like orangina, no matter where you come from, I’ll never know! But nervous? Me? I was the picture of composure and poise (ba ha haa).
Then one of the girls, I think it was Laura, realized that he thought I was saying Fanta! That I went from looking for a cocktail to looking for Fanta!? So I said vvvvvvvvvodkkkkkaaaaaaaaaaaaaa please. He eventually realized what I was saying – with the help of my friends. Prabs & I happily got our vodkas.
Next, it was time to order our dinners. I picked a very French chicken dish – le petite chicken or something like that only MUCH more complicated. So I turn to Prabs and ask her, how would you say this? Then she says it in a perfect French accent!!! Hello, I meant how would I say this, Poulet Breton, me with an American / West of Ireland accent that this waiter can’t understand. So in the end, Prabs ordered my dinner for me – thank you Prabsy.
De rien mon petit lapin.
It was delicious! Time for dessert & more drinks. Prabs ordered tea, I asked for another vvvvoooddddkkkkaaaaa. As to avoid any confusion. Out comes tea – and it’s put down at my place. I think oh, this is Prabs’ tea until I turn & see that Prabs already has her tea. Good Lord, he’s given me tea instead of vodka! So I said no sorry I ordered VVVVVVOOOOODDDKKKKAAAAA please. Eventually, the vodka came after another round of laughter from my blogger buddies. I had no idea that I couldn’t pronounce vodka. Apparently, it sounds like Fanta or sometimes like tea!!
After a gorgeous meal, we hug & part ways – everyone heads back to their hotels or homes. The next morning I headed back into the shower & decided to turn on the rain shower button. I let the water get hot then switched it to the rain setting. It was FREEZING! Like arctic water was being dumped on me & because the shower was so small, the rain water took up the entire space – there was no space to step outside of the water. What a wake-up call that was as I screamed & danced around trying to find the switch to turn off the rain shower.
So that was my #BML16 weekend in a nutshell. It was such a laugh with such great friends. The shower & vodka pronunciation are things I’ll never forget!! Nor will I forget these amazing ladies I spent time with! I can’t wait to see them all again next year. x
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Becky blogs at the parenting & lifestyle blog, Cuddle Fairy, with the motto – there’s positivity around every corner. Find her on Twitter, Instagram & Facebook.
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