Post-event Rituals

So I was working on a event this weekend - meaning Saturday & Sunday flew by and it's now half 9 on a Sunday night and i've set myself at 10pm curfew! Waking up at 3/4/5am on Event weekends takes its toll. Once the event finishes and it's time to go home I always find myself in a strange event-lag mood (it almost feels like jet lag!) This weekend we were in Sheffield. I'd never been to Sheffield before and I have to say I absolutely loved it! What a lovely place.



We stayed in the Mercure St Pauls, now we have quite a mix of event hotels - from budget chains to fancy joints, and this one definitely was at the upper end of our scale, with a Champagne Bar I had to treat myself to a glass of bubbly! 


 Home now, and I always seem to have the same routine when I get home from an event... 

1) UNPACK 
Because if I don't, I end up with bags full of dirty laundry and no clean clothes! 

2) Have a glass of vino 
Because it's lovely to chill out, put your feet up and catch up on youtube, with a crisp pinot grigio in hand 

 3) BATH 
Because a) I probably smell and b) It soothes those achey muscles and tired feet 

 4) Face mask 
Because early mornings, late finishes and delegating does bad things to your face - i'm currently LOVING this face mask. 

 5) Cup of tea & a bit of chocolate. 
Because...well this one needs no explanation. 

 6) BED 
Because sleep is the best thing for you - it's good for the diet, stress, general well being...and it feels bloody amazing. 

 H xx

Luck of the Irish

So my most recent adventure was a quick jaunt across the water to see the parents in St.Johns, Canada. After a hectic few months at work, I was more than ready to pack up my suitcase and get away for a week.

As i've recently moved to Newcastle (that's a story for another time) I couldn't take my usual route from Heathrow. As my aim at the start of this year was to visit 5 new countries...I seized the opportunity for a quick stop over in Dublin en-route!

This proved to be quite the testing experience, when boarding the Aer Lingus flight it turned out that my suitcase was too big for the overhead locker - nightmare. This then resulted in half the MacDougall clan who appeared to also being on the plan debating and attempting to push it in for a good ten minutes. Thankfully, the air steward came to my rescue, offering to put it in the hold...but only once they'd boarded the WHOLE plane. Queue me sitting with my suitcase on my lap, looking like a complete novice traveller, I swear people thought I would fly the whole way to Dublin with it on my lap, like I was on the 142 bus with my handbag perched close by.

Fortunately, we all made it to Dublin - including the suitcase which i'm sure had a delightful journey in the hold, with a beauty of a sunset on the way.



I then checked in the Maldron Hotel, Dublin Airport - which I thoroughly recommend. Didn't quite have time to nip into Dublin for a cheeky pint and local craic, but I left with the hope that i'll have the chance to venture back again soon. 

Waking up at an ungodly hour to venture back to the Airport - Starbucks, quite possibly the ever constant in my life, my one true saviour...was there to perk me up and bring me back to life. And I'm sure i'm not the only one who gives fake names at Starbucks? I like to imagine it's my alter ego...this time I went for 'Felicity', honestly not sure why!




After spending 12 euros on sushi and half my unborn children's inheritance in the airport, I was ready to hit the skies, with Harvey Spector for company (it's love.)



H xx

Well Hello there...

Hi there, If you stumbled across this blog - firstly, thank you! I know there are hundreds of thousands of blogs out there, but i'm quite excited to have my own very, very small place in the internet. After reading blogs for years and years, i've decided to finally put pen to paper (or finger to keyboard) and to start documenting some of my life. 

As you might be able to tell from the snappy blog title 'EventsXec' - I work in the Events Industry. I'm incredibly lucky to work in a role that lets me travel and explore on a weekly basis, it's a lifestyle that sometimes means I can't remember what I did this morning...let alone last month, so felt that a blog might help! 

(And the fact that a nickname amongst friends is 'Bridget'...reflecting my capacity to end up in situations that are often amusing to others!) 

 So sit back, grab a cup of tea (or a glass of pinot...I know what i'd choose!) and hopefully enjoy! 

 H xx