Lower Hookner Farm.

Lower Hookner Farm. It’s our holiday place, yet it feels more like a second home to me. We actually got pretty good weather which we were quite pleased about. It wasn’t too hot or too cold and there wasn’t too much rain duing the day time. I took the oppurtunity to learn how to use my new camera and try and take some decent photos.

Devon 2014 016We went for plenty of walks around Dartmoor and National Trust places like Buckland Abbey and Castle Drogo.

Devon 2014 058Walking down from Haytor.

Devon 2014 106The stone circles at Grimspound, some of them are the remains of stone huts from the Bronze Age I think, and then some of them were fixed slightly by the Victorians.

Devon 2014 331Wistman’s Wood, apparently it’s a sacred grove for Druid’s and all the trees are pretty creepy which adds to the whole mystical element.

Devon 2014 064As well as all the walking, there was also plenty of time for playing, rugby practice (I may have accidently found myself in a national team for Touch Rugby…) And gymnastics.

Devon 2014 434The much loved tractor. Bene screamed at us when we took him away from it…

Devon 2014 115Arabesque at Bellever.
Devon 2014 078Mid-flic 🙂
Devon 2014 067Sissones done by Amelie!

It was such a peaceful holiday with plenty of smiles and laughs. I want to go back again.

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The thing about braces is…

Earlier this week I had my braces fitted. I’ve been waiting to have them fitted for a while  now because my teeth are pretty wonky at the front due to being born with a cleft lip and palate, this should hopefully be the second to last part of cleft intervention I should need. It has taken quite a while for my braces to be fitted because I hadn’t, until recently, lost all my baby teeth which delayed the process considerably and was actually quite frustrating becase I just wanted it over and done with…

The main reasons why I wanted braces was because I am very self-conscious of my teeth, I won’t smile in any picture taken of me because it generally shows how wonky my front teeth are and I really hate that. I did try and smile in some pictures while we were on holiday.
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Some of the pictures turned out reasonably well and then there were some that I never wanted to look at again. I’m hoping that my braces will change the way that I view my teeth and give me some extra confidence in myself.

She did it. 2 A*, 2 A's and 7 Bs.

And the wait is over! (Finally)

Yesterday was a big day. It was results day for GCSEs, as you can probably guess I, alongside many other people, was very nervous. I was awake at 5:00 in the morning and to pass time I watched Doctor Who. But finally the time came, it was 9:00 and I was walking into school, I felt pretty sick and I just wanted it to be over.

I picked up my results and went to stand with a couple of my friends to open them. I think by the time I started to open the envelope containing my results my hands were shaking. And then I took my first look at that piece of paper that was going to tell me whether my hard work had paid off or not.

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gcse results2I cannot even begin to tell you the relief that swept over me when I saw that piece of paper. I had got the grades I needed and to be honest I do not think that I could have done better with all the extra curricular activities that I take part in.

The result that I was proudest of was my Geography. I didn’t expect an A after what had happened in my mocks previously, in which I got a D. I think that my mock result inspired me to do better because I liked the subject and my teacher and I didn’t want to let my teacher down by failing the exam.

I think all my grades were well deserved and I’m not disappointed in any of them. I hope anyone who happens to read this who received either the A level or GCSE grades this week got what they wanted and I wish everyone the best of luck with what they decide to do in the future.

Successful gcse results day cake :) well done @projectfranblogMy celebration cake! Thank you Mummy and Amelie XX

Prom night.

Last week (so I apologise for the late post) I went to my year 11 prom. I was terrified, I did not want to go at all. I don’t particularly like big occasions or loud noise so I was slightly baffled as to why I had decided to go to prom. Anyhow, I had decided to go and I couldn’t really back out now.

The day started with a trip to town to get last minute things; which I had forgotten to get previously (I have a bad memory for things if I don’t want to do it…) But we did manage to find everything that I needed without too much trouble and even managed to find a dress for a wedding which was in the sale at Monsoon and so only cost me £20! I was very happy 🙂

After this I had my hair done by my friend and with the help of hair extensions!  The picture below is one of the only photos that focuses on my face where I haven’t immediately thought ‘Ew, that looks terrible!’ And when I showed it to mydance teacher a couple of days later she told me I looked ‘elegant’, I was pretty proud of this as my dance teacher has never called me elegant before…

10341418_10152605077678092_9209977492218561424_nAfter my hair after it had had all its pretty things put in it (this was done by another very good friend of mine), I was starting to feel a bit like Cinderella when she got ready for her ball.

10408903_10152605237943092_8300840677976847677_nThen before I knew it, it was time to put my dress on.I now had butterflies in my tummy because I was so nervous, so I started texting my friend to see if she was as nervous as I was. She was, so I felt slightly better.

I do like these two pictures, they make me smile because I’m smiling in them which is rare when I look at photos of myself because I’m very self conscious of my teeth and I hate my smile so I just don’t smile in photos much anymore.








However this was one of my favourite pictures of the evening, because it managed (and I do not know how) to capture one very quick moment of happiness. I think I sneezed or something like that and got the giggles afterwards.

10414605_10152605682608092_2594207968646028566_nAnd then it was time to go, I was all dressed up and ready to go. I now really felt like Cinderella from the Disney movies in my blue dress and fairytale hair, it was definately a very weird feeling!

936067_10152605677558092_2479568982750863500_nI actually did have a really good time, I sat with some of my really good friends and also people who Iwouldn’t normally talk to which was quite nice. There was even a little awards ceremony and look what I got!

unnamedEven though I had a fantastic evening, I think the highlight of my evening was when my little brother Bene came up to me when I had put my dress and said ‘Fran, pwetty Fran’, my heart melted. He is so cute!



Project Fran-Learning to cook.

In a couple of years I will be getting ready to go off to University. In my opinion part of the experience of University is learning how to live on your own, this is where I might be slightly stuck. That is why I have decided to start doing something about it and learning some basic skills that will help me.

The first one of these skills is learning to cook proper meals. I often think of myself as a not fussy eater, however that isn’t always true. I don’t like baked beans, milk or bananas (along with other things) and I would quite happily live off salad and chocolate croissaints! Somehow I just don’t think that’s a particuarly well rounded diet…

So, the other day I made lunch, which was tomato soup. I used to love tomato and basil soup when I was slightly younger and my family and I would have it often. But then we stopped having it, various sisters didn’t like tomatoes and as a family we had had just too much tomato soup.

But on Sunday I did make soup, I was quite proud of myself because it actually tasted quite nice and I was told it tasted nice by my family. So, it all went and I didn’t give anyone food poisoning!

A little bit about me.

I’m Fran, I’m 16, I was born with a cleft lip and palate and I’m the eldest child in my family with three younger sisters and two younger brothers, however unfortunately only one of my brothers are alive today.

I have just finished my GCSEs at my current school and I’m choosing where I’m going to go for sixth form to study A levels. I wasn’t always in the school system though, I used to be home educated and I think that helped me become a hard-working, motivated and dedicated person to all the commitments that I have, both in and out of school.

I do a lot of sport, in some ways it’s one of the things that keeps me going when life is tough or if I feel like my brain is going to implode due to too much revision… I do a lot of gymnastics, dance and rugby, they’re kind of my main three sports but I’ll play other things as well, so at school I did netball, softball, rounders, atheletics and anything else that I was told to do.

I’m quite a social person, I like making friends and being with friends and I think practically all my friends would say I talk too much. Even though I would say I’m quite social and like talking to people I would also say I am quite shy and can often lack confidence in myself, particularly when I am performing, I have a bit of a tendancy to look down which I get told off about on a very frequent basis.

Some of the things I like:

  • Gymnastics.
  • Dance.
  • Sport.
  • Reading.
  • Friends and family.
  • I like to have aim or target of somehing I want to achieve.
  • Helping other people achieve something they want to do.
  • And I cannot think of any more…


Some of the things I don’t really like:

  • Maths.
  • Arguements, I try and avoid these.
  • Noise, I find that too much noise can be quite scary and I hate it.
  • Being told off.
  • My teeth, I’m getting braces soon though so hopefully that dislike will be eliminated.
  • Not being able to do things, it’s frustrating and drives me mad.

So that’s a little bit about me, not very interesting I know so I’ll try and be more interesting in the future, promise!



Forever And Always

Having baby Benedict here, alive and breathing has taken some of the stress and pain away that is here, but it doesn’t take all of it. Freddie is still a person who lived and breathed and we can’t forget that, he can’t ever be replaced or forgotten. Sometimes when Ben open his eyes I can see just a tiny bit of Freddie in them and although that only normal I can’t help but have that tiny nagging worry, I try ever so hard not to worry but it’s just so hard.

When I hold Ben people say that some girls my age already have a baby, I have vowed not to be one of those girls, I’m happy just to have a younger brother. Also it keeps occurring to me that by the time he’s 6 or 7 he’ll probably be coming to spend weekends with me. If he does he’ll have to get used to spending a lot of time in the theatre being cooed by the other dancers! That is a very strange thought and not one I like to think about very often.

When Ben is awake all my fears, doubt and worry vanish but when he is asleep and has been for a while they come back, they creep into the back of my mind sparking off other worries, I remember these worries because I had them with Freddie, when we were at the hospital I was fine but at home I would just worry.

I have decided that I will be happy and I will not wish away his babyhood or is childhood, partly because by doing that I am wishing my own childhood away but mainly because I want to be able to enjoy him forever and always.

This post was taken from my previous blog- Cartwheel Girl’s Blog.

Book of the Month August 2011!!!

The book of the month this month is………… DUN DUN DUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Juliet of the Chalet School!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Juliet of the Chalet School by Caroline German is a fill in book for the Chalet School. The story is, Juliet has become the second head girl of the Chalet school, but she’s really worried that the Chalet School girls won’t like her. It takes a while for the girls to become used to Juliet and there are some tricks played on her at the beginning of term. Then these two new seniors come along and a mystery with them.

I really enjoyed this book even though it’s not written by the same person. Anyone who has enjoyed the Chalet School books will love this one just as much!!! 🙂

This is an August post!

This post was taken from my previous blog- Cartwheel Girl’s Blog.

August Book Reviews.

I have only read 2 this month which isn’t awful but definitely could have been better, anyway this month I read The Guides of the Chalet School  and Juliet of the Chalet School.

The Guides of the Chalet School, another one of the Chalet School books but not written by the original writer but by someone else. A really good fill in book and loved it from start to finish! 🙂

Juliet of the Chalet School. Again this book is not written by the original author. The best fill in book, almost couldn’t tell it was a different writer. It took me longer to read but it was definitely worth it!

Two good books that I have read, but definitely will do better in September.

P.S. This is an August post.

This post was taken from my previous blog- Cartwheel Girl’s Blog.

The Riots

I wanted to do a blog post on this because I was thoroughly interested but also very shocked. When it was first on the news I wasn’t taking much interest but after it started spreading I wanted to know what it was all about.

I found it awful how so many people of all ages were taking part, so I started thinking, are they being swept up in it all or are the being lead or are they just wanting trouble? I guess it’s a different story for everyone, but what started it? Why did it start in the first place?  A lot of these are question that cannot be answered easily so I just have to come up with some sort of answer.

There were a lot of reports in the paper of families who were being kicked out of their homes because their children had been rioting, when I heard that I wondered if that was a good idea or was it just going to cause more riots? I guess they might want to get all the people who rioting as far away from each other which is a good idea but will it work?

It’s a strange thing to me, I can’t understand why people would want to do this but that’s just me, maybe the people involved thought differently but although that maybe true they had no excuse to do what they did. More than anything else I feel sorry for the children who have been arrested because no one forgets sadly.

There are other things that have annoyed me or made me wondered but they were the main ones.

This post was taken from my previous blog- Cartwheel Girl’s Blog.