Something personal to me...

To begin with when I was asked to create a blog I thought great! More work for me to do on top of everything else, but with a little research into the 'blogging' world I realised that writing a blog is not what I expected it to be...

The prospect of writing to an audience is slightly daunting and takes you back to your school days where you were forever trying to impress your teachers with your writing skills and were constantly comparing your work to other people's. Now though, through experience, you realise that writing is personal and that everybody has a different perspective on things and that even though your writing will be viewed through different eyes, it is something that clearly means something to you. (The only trouble is that you have to find something brilliant and inspirational to write about first!)

I'm not going to lie, the pressure of trying to write something impressive can bring on a sudden writer's block. You can have all the ideas in the world in your head and then the next minute...gone! Endless hours of searching for the 'right' material can sometimes feel like banging your head against a brick wall and then, sitting straight in front of you, is your inspiration...two football tickets hanging from my wall.

Some people may have their own opinions on this, one being big deal and the second, your a girl - you can't like football. Well, for one it is and two they can! Since I was a little girl I have supported Liverpool FC which is a major influence from my dad (and probably the fact that Mel C from the Spice Girls was a fan when I was younger). Getting the tickets for my 18th birthday present was probably the best present I have ever received. Nothing can beat the feeling of walking through the Shankly Gates on match day; my ears ringing from the tales of my dad's previous trips to Anfield. Pushing our way past excited supporters we headed towards the Kop. For those of you who don't know what the Kop is, it is the cremê de la cremê - the best football stand in the whole world! The atmosphere inside the ground was amazing and singing football chants alongside fellow 'kopites' was enough to raise the hairs on the back of my neck. It was then that I knew, I had just lived a childhood dream...

And yes we won 3-0 that day with Robbie Keane scoring his first league goals for Liverpool.