This is an entry for the BritMums/Special K “How I’ve changed Linky challenge”. I got to try the new 3-grain Special K as part of this linky challenge, which was sent to me for free. For the first time since 1983, Special K have changed their recipe to include 3 grains instead of the previous 2. These grains are rice wheat and barley. Check out how Special K can help you lose weight and eat healthily at: www.myspecialk.co.uk.
The Taste Test
The new recipe of Special K is very tasty indeed. I have always liked Special K, and when I was younger, I remember trying to steal my Uncle’s box of it when I used to stay at my Nan’s house. It was always the forbidden fruit in my Nan’s larder. Tucking into a bowl of that sweet stolen nectar used to be bliss, until my Uncle used to catch us red handed, or find the empty box. Anyway, I digress. The new recipe is not a disappointment. The texture is still there, the flakes are lovely and crispy, soften yet keep their shape in the milk. I like a bit of crunch to my cereal rather than it turning to a gloopy mess. The crunch was still there. The taste is lovely, it tastes wholesome, a light wheaty, clean taste and the new mixture is tasty enough not to need any sugar on it (not that anyone would do this to such a healthy cereal, surely!). A 30g portion with semi-skimmed milk is around 170 calories, and this portion is enough to fill you up and keep you that way for the morning. I really enjoyed trying the new recipe, and it hasn’t put me off buying Special K, in fact I think it’s reignited my love for this slinky cereal.
So, as I have alluded to, Special K has been a part of my life over the last 30 years.
So how have I changed over the last 30 years?
- I have literally grown in the last 30 years. From a baby, to a child, to a moody teen, to a drunk early 20-something to a sober I’ve-just-had-a-baby-29 year old.
- My fashion has changed. I realise my mistakes now I’m older. Those cullotes were never a good idea though really. Those adidas popper trousers were also a mistake….
- My hair has changed. My Mum used to cut my hair, and that led to wonky fringes. There have been some hair horrors, including me cutting it all off, and dying it blonde. Right now my hair is so long, and out of control, as I had a baby in February. I’ll look like Rapunzel soon.
- Music wise, my tastes have not changed much. As a baby I used to like jigging about to Wham’s Wake Me Up Before You Go Go and Karma chameleon by Culture Club. These are still on my iPod to this day! There have been a few musical mishaps though – Backstreet Boys was the first concert I went to, and I took my sister to see Peter Andre (The first time round when he used up a lot of baby oil).
- I have always had a thing about my weight, and always used to moan I was fat. It is ironic now that I think back to those days I stood on the scale and moaned, as this is actually now the weight I am trying to get back to! I’m sure this Special K can help me in this post-baby mission – I’ll definitely be using the information on the website (link above) to help me.
- I’ve moved around a lot in the last 30 years. From my humble beginnings in Hants, to deepest darkest Dorset and Somerset, to the rolling hills of picturesque Derbyshire, The bright city lights of Nottingham and back down to Bristol. This has meant I have a very strange country/farmer/northern/southern estuary twang to my accent, and depending on what word I use, depends on what I sound like. (Cob, anyone? Try on a Dap, perhaps?)
- Although I am still quite shy and quiet at times, I have also grown in confidence over the years. I used to worry so much about what people thought of me, and trying to be popular, and fitting in. Now, although I do worry about making friends, I don’t try to be popular, and I can tell those fake friendly people from the genuine article. I am happy in my own skin, and don’t mind doing things on my own. I’d rather that then spend the day with people I don’t really like!
- I have ended up being a Nurse, although that wasn’t really what I thought I would do when I was a teenager. I didn’t really know what I wanted to be when I was 18; I applied for Law, English and Speech and Language Therapy degrees, and quit University twice before starting my Nursing course. My Nan clearly had these aspirations for me though, as she gave me a nurses outfit when I was about 5 or 6. It’s funny how things turn out sometimes.
- Being a big sister, is a challenge in itself. There is 18 months between me and my sister Lydia, and then there is 13 years between me and my youngest sister. Having a sister that much younger than you, when you are 13 years old, is half embarrassing, and half novel. When I used to take her to town with me in the summer holidays, people used to ask if she was mine! Having my youngest sister, and looking after her so much when she was younger, made me a more patient, tolerant person, which has come into use with my job and now with the Bubs.
- Meeting Dan, when I was a drunken student nurse dressed as spiderwoman, 6 years ago, was a moment of realisation for me. Dan was not the sort of person I’d usually go out with, he was a bit bedraggled and had a massive beard, wore a dirty yellowing duffel coat and a woolly hat that would have looked good on a tramp. But he was eloquent, he was intelligent, and he made me laugh. He wasn’t any of the blokes who had treated me so badly in the past. And we’ve been together ever since that night. Sounds funny but I knew from the moment I met him we would be together.
- Losing my Nan two years ago to lung cancer was hard for me. She was such a big influence in my life, and I lived with her when I was first-born as well as spending most summer holidays with her and my Grandad. I also lived with them when I had my first Nursing job. She was such a funny, kind and loving person, and she taught me a lot, mostly about dodgy 80′s films and the best way to eat a mint magnum. I so wish she could be here to see the Bubs.
- Like all raging, hormonal teenagers, I went through a time when I felt everything was dark, and miserable, and nothing was going right. This time was fuelled by moving up north and away from all my friends, and everything I knew, at 16 years old, and moving schools meant I had to re-do most of my GCSEs. Nothing but Radiohead and The Smiths would suffice and my sister can’t bear to listen to Street Spirit to this very day as it reminds her of my messy hair, baggy jeans and sour look. But it made me a stronger person, and I feel I got to know myself a bit better at this time.
- My love of Tom Cruise, has never changed over the years. He may be a bit short and belong to a dodgy religion, and his films may cluck more now than a dying turkey, but I love him.
- My diet has changed over the years. Living with a veggie, has meant I now mostly eat veggie food. And eat bacon in a crave-fuelled frenzy when he is on a night shift.
- I feel I have a much better palette for a good glass of wine now I’m in my 30th year. The desire to consume neon coloured bottles of vodka in a sticky nightclub has passed somewhat, although I am still partial to the odd Gin and Tonic.
- Having a baby has been a pretty big change that I have just managed to squeeze in within the last 30 years. And what a change it is! Just like Special K, we’ve gone from 2 to 3. And who knows, maybe there will be added additions in the future!