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Emma Carney
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Hi Everyone, Sorry I have been away I have been in a new job but more freed up now! Any questions let me know but I will be promoting this page a lot more. let me know if you have any questions. 

This page has gone a lil' quiet, anyone still out there? X 

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I'm back lovelies! I have also set up a new PR group for bloggers to connect with PRs and companies - https://www.facebook.com/groups/prs.meet.bloggers.influencers.ahoy I'll be on this group a lot more now, sorry I went away I started a new job and have been manic but now I am back. Any questions, let me know lovelies! 

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She's back! Sorry I have been away, I started a new job over at digital agency +Harvest Digital and I am LOVING it! If any of you lovely #bloggers  are interested I have set up an new group for influencers, PRs and bloggers to connect on over on facebook. I hope to see you there - https://www.facebook.com/groups/prs.meet.bloggers.influencers.ahoy  It's open to PRs and other companies too. Any questions, let me know lovelies! #blogging   #bloggerswanted  

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I wrote another history ahoy! blog. It's rubbish and full of funny Memes. I will do another one if you don't stop me! 

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new #feminist  weekly round up on the blog, some love would be most appreciated! mwah! 

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Update over oh my +BunnyPudding  #blog  where I discuss the #fashion  of the 1960's. Check it out and let me know your thoughts! 

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New post over on the +BunnyPudding   #blog  as we dip into #1960s   #fashion  in this weeks #history  Ahoy! post. The dress of the week is pretty snazzy too and I can certainly see myself being able to smuggle a few things under the size of that giant skirt! #audreyhepburn  and #bollywood  also get a mention so why not and look and let me know your thoughts! Also coming this week is another #feminist  weekly round up. Aren't you a lucky bunch huh? Love, love! Xx 

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Very true today - If you can keep your head when all about you   
    Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,   
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
    But make allowance for their doubting too;   
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
    Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
    And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;   
    If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;   
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
    And treat those two impostors just the same;   
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
    Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
    And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
    And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
    And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
    To serve your turn long after they are gone,   
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
    Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,   
    Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
    If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
    With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,   
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,   
    And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!
If—BY RUDYARD KIPLING
(‘Brother Square-Toes’—Rewards and Fairies)
If you can keep your head when all about you   
    Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,   
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
    But make allowance for their doubting too;   
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
    Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
    And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;   
    If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;   
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
    And treat those two impostors just the same;   
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
    Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
    And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
    And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
    And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
    To serve your turn long after they are gone,   
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
    Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,   
    Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
    If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
    With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,   
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,   
    And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!
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