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Neal’s Yard Remedies Organic

Neal's Yard Remedies OrganicWelcome to Neal’s Yard Remedies

Neal’s Yard Remedies opened their doors on 4th December, 1981 in Neal’s Yard, a once forgotten corner of Covent Garden, in the heart of central London, England. A passionate belief that beauty should be natural, not synthetic, has been at the heart of the business since it started, over 30 years ago. Neal’s Yard Organics believe in nature, honesty and transparency, and your right to know what goes into the products you buy.

Their vision was to bring the expertise of the apothecary and our holistic approach to health and beauty to people and communities.

Today awareness and interest in natural remedies, skin and body care are on the increase. But when NYROrganic opened their first shop in Covent Garden, they were one of the few pushing against the synthetic chemical approach to skin and health care that had been adopted by much of the industry.Neal's Yard Remedies - Mother's Balm

This is why I’ve decided to become an independent consultant for Neal’s Yard Remedies; bringing their amazing products to Under the Rowan Trees.

I first discovered their products when I was bought ‘Mother’s Balm’ by my own mother when I was pregnant. It was divine and I fell in love with the whole idea behind the brand as well as the products.

To browse the NYROrganic product range, visit my NYROrganic website or get in touch at nyrorganic@undertherowantrees.org for more information.

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Creativity saved me!

Hi, I’m Danielle and I am the creative behind Under the Rowan Trees. I call myself ‘creative’ because anyone in my school art class would let out a laugh if I called myself an artist and I’d like to think I’m more than a crafter – I’ve taken the next step and turned my hobby into a business and it has saved me!

I’m a part time teacher, a full time wife and mum and somewhere in the middle I am me! I lost myself for a bit but thanks to Under the Rowan Trees – I’m back!

My job is tough. I’m sure you all know that we don’t work 9 until 3:30 but what people don’t always realise is the emotional burden that goes with working with adolescents. As a new mum I was exhausted. I worked in a school under a lot of pressure from Ofsted and under even more pressure from some of the students. I was miserable!

I took up crochet towards the end of my maternity leave and I knew right away that I was going to love it. The textures, colours and the concentration – perfect therapy! Endless counting and pattern reading stopped my mind from wandering … worrying.

The biggest shock was that as I started to share my work in online forums and Facebook groups, people liked it! I was used to nothing ever being quite good enough. Results could always be better; books could always be marked a bit faster; my baby wasn’t sleeping. All of a sudden I was getting praise and people were asking me for advice!

My next step was to set up a Facebook page to share what I was doing. My friends and family liked it and then some of their friends and family. I soon had 200 likes. That is when I decided to start selling my makes. I had branched out into embroidery, knitting and jewellery making. I love starting new projects; hunting for materials and patterns (shopping!).

It has been nine months now and business is growing slowly but steadily as is my confidence. I have left my job in the tough school and taken another closer to home. My baby is now a three year old and is an amazing little boy who gives the most gorgeous cuddles.

It has taken hard work, lots of it and quite often the first step I’ve had to overcome has been getting out of bed but I’ve done it! I’ve been to several craft fairs, not sold a huge amount but people loved my work – worth more than any cash to someone like me.

Want I want you to take from my ramblings is that if I can do it, so can you. Get out of bed. Try something new. Ask for help. Share what you have done. Keep trying and grow!

I’m not going to be a millionaire any time soon. I may not even cover my costs (that would be a bonus) but I am happy and I’m making others happy by sharing my creativity. I’m doing it and I’m not going to stop!

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Poppy for Peace

Whilst in Belgium this summer we visited the amazing Yser Tower in Diksmuide. The tower contains the Ijzer museum which is an awesome experience. Yser Tower and Pax gate

Not only is the panoramic view from the top of the tower of Flanders breathtaking but the journey down the tower will make you seriously question your knowledge and feelings war.  As well as seeing the reality of life in the trenches, you can also experience it first hand as you pass through the pitch black corridors of the twelfth floor surrounded by the sounds of soldiers gasping for breath. Truly haunting.

No More War

The message of the museum is clear – no more war. It was after this visit that I was inspired to purchase a white poppy. A poppy for peace.

Peace Poppy

This stunning white poppy was created by the amazing Grainne at Glassworks. She designed and created this white poppy exactly as I requested. It looks stunning on our window and is a permanent reminder of the importance of peace.

I have also recently visited The Weeping Window at Woodhorn in Northumberland. 5,200 ceramic poppies which represent lives lost during world war one. These are part of the display that was originally at The Tower of London. The majority of the poppies were sold to the public but these were kept so that the installation could tour the country. Another display is currently at the Yorkshire Sculpture Park.

Weeping Window

Weeping Window 2

The art work is very moving and has been seen by thousands of visitors during its time at Woodhorn. The archives at Woodhorn contain documents which start to tell the stories of some of the 5,200 whose lives are marked by these poppies. We looked at the very basic information contained on the application forms and medical examinations of some of these young men and at the devastating telegrams which informed their families of their fates.

What better reason can you think of to wear a white poppy for peace this December?

More information about the poppies and their tour of Britain here.

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We all went on a Belgian holiday!

It had been five years since our amazing honeymoon so we decided it was time to go abroad again. We loved Bruges and knew that my parents would too so Belgium was easily decided upon. My dad stumbled across Sabine’s amazing house on booking.com. The price was reasonable, the location looked good and it was available so we booked it (and spent months drooling over the amazing photos).

In reality, it was even better than in the photographs!

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The house itself was quirky and unique, full of antiques and Sabine’s art. The garden was breathtaking. Full of quirky items, beautiful potted plants and a cheeky kitten who snuck in from next door!

Next to the house is Sabine’s gallery. It is a little piece of heaven (especially with a glass of wine in your hand).

Her art is totally unique and the detail amazing. Standing nose to nose with some of her massive pieces I could see the reflections in the eyes of her faces. A detail that was totally hidden from only a few feet away.

 

Belgium was fantastic. The sun shone. The food was fantastic. The architecture amazing. Belgium – we love you!

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Hi-ho, hi-ho …

Today is my first day in my new job. As you can probably guess, I wrote this a few days ago and scheduled it to appear today.  Right now I’m sat in a room full of sensible adults talking about sensible things.

I’m both excited and terrified about starting this job. I was at my last school for seven years. New starts are scary! The children I met on intake day were lovely, the staff helpful and the building fairly easy to navigate. Doesn’t stop the dreams about the students not listening or forgetting to plan a lesson and staring blankly at a class of 60!

I think I may take some crochet. If all else fails I can wave my magic stick and have them all fascinated. It is amazing how interested even preteen boys are in creating something out of a ball of yarn.

Wish me luck!