Portsmouth City Council has done us proud with First World War street plaques – Cheryl Gibbs 

A sign placed on Reginald Road in Portsmouth, Hampshire commemorating those who lived on the street and died in the First World War. c
A sign placed on Reginald Road in Portsmouth, Hampshire commemorating those who lived on the street and died in the First World War. c

As we head towards Remembrance Day I was humbled to see Portsmouth City Council has put plaques up on every road where people who fought in the First World War once lived. 

It’s a wonderful idea that I hope will make younger generations more attached to the past.

A sign placed on Reginald Road in Portsmouth, Hampshire commemorating those who lived on the street and died in the First World War.

A sign placed on Reginald Road in Portsmouth, Hampshire commemorating those who lived on the street and died in the First World War.

I looked on the council’s website to see if there was anyone from Station Road, in Copnor, where we lived for 10 years, and found there were four people who served between 1914 and 1918.

The website gives you the house number too. It’s so important that we remember and honour them and I think the council has done the city proud on this one. 

I may be nearer 40 than 30 but life is still full of fun

It’s my birthday and I’ll cry if I want to. Okay, maybe not, as yesterday I turned the ripe ol’ age of 36 so I guess that is a tad too old to be crying, but I admit to being thoroughly spoilt.

I’ve taken this week and next off. I think it must be the first time I have ever just taken time off without going on holiday and without Matt being off as well. 

But with being away so much lately I really fancied just staying at home and catching up with friends and family. So that’s exactly what I’ve done this week and its been lovely.

It’s small things I’ve enjoyed, like having a mooch around town for Christmas presents, or taking my niece, Sienna, to Pirate Pete’s soft play centre in Southsea. 

Of course I decided to take her on Wednesday – the worst weather day of the whole week. It poured down and no amount of singing ‘rain, rain, go away’ worked.

But it was so nice to have my birthday off.

I spent the morning at Hair Ott in Waterlooville getting my hair done, before heading to Stanstead House for lunch with my sister, Michelle.

Then Matt and I went to Four London Road in Horndean for dinner which was, well, amazing.

We’ve not been for a long time, but we did actually go for my birthday last year as well so perhaps we’re starting a tradition. It was lovely, as always.

If you’ve not tried it I highly recommend it – what’s not to love about Italian tapas and fine cocktails?

I was spoilt  – my family and Matt bought me lots of presents, including clothes and jewellery. 

But I’m most excited about my new Fitbit Versa that my darling husband bought me.

It’s like the Apple Watch and monitors your heartrate.

I really wanted it because you can set a calorie-burn target each day so I think it will really help motivate me to work out and keep moving – I’ll let you know how I get on.

I may now be closer to 40 than 30 which scares me greatly, but so far being 36 isn’t so bad. 

Good friends, dancing, and cocktails make a great night

It’s been a long time since I’ve been ‘out out’. The last time I went out properly was in Cape Town a few weeks back and my phone was stolen.

Last Saturday Matt and I went out with The McKerrs for Steve McKerrs’ birthday and we went to Palmy Road, Southsea, where we started in Slug and Lettuce and finished dancing in Wetherspoon, stopping off at HKC in between.

It was a great night with old friends in our home city – and it was long overdue.

When it’s so cold and windy outside you just fancy staying in front of the TV, but nights out like last weekend remind me why it’s good to get out of your comfort zone and enjoy our great city.

Happy birthday Stevie!