Pick Me Up! Special Festive 2018

Published by TI Media Limited Pick Me Up! Special Series is your monthly feast of the best real-life stories from Pick Me Up! The series comprises of nine ‘Seasonals' and four ‘Best Ofs', featuring the best of Pick Me Up! Each bumper issue is crammed with a variety pack of true stories, your favourite features, money-saving tips, laughs, health ideas, great looks, budget beauty, food ideas to put a smile on your face and 12 puzzles. A fun package to keep you truly entertained!

United Kingdom
Future Publishing Ltd
USD 2.69
USD 20.26
13 Números

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1 min.
festive special

Christmas is our favourite time of year and our gift to you is a magazine brimming with real-life stories and festive inspiration. Josie (pg16) was devastated when she was told her daughter Ruby had cancer. Then during Ruby’s brave fight, Josie was diagnosed, too, but their strong partnership would save them both. Some bonds are remarkable and we couldn’t be happier for Terrie (pg64) now her beloved missing cat has returned home after a decade. If you think you’re not prepared for Christmas, then spare a thought for Laura and Scott (pg54). The couple went for a walk on the beach and came home with something they really weren’t expecting – a baby! It was a huge surprise for Jane to find out she was having triplets (pg40),but even more of…

1 min.
your pick me ups

Winter warmers I tested my knitting skills by making this winter hat. I must say I was rather proud of myself! Linda, Newport Time for presents! There's nothing better than a child's excitement on Christmas morning. This is my daughter Nicole digging into her stocking last year – I wonder what she'll get this year? Charlotte, Margate Delicious treats It's all systems go at our house this month when it comes to Christmas cookies. The kids absolutely love creating their own decorations – and me and the hubby love eating them! Andrea, Hull Cosy comforts I love it when the living room looks all cosy and Christmassy. It’s the perfect time of year to wear your PJs’, snuggle up on the sofa and watch a good film. Maybe a glass of mulled wine, too? Jess, Durham Feeling overwhelmed Christmas…

6 min.
dying for christmas

My family loves Christmas. Every year there’s tons of presents under the tree, Christmas music playing, and enough roast turkey to feed an army. And last year in early December, we just couldn’t wait for the festivities to start, so me, my husband Torryn, 26, and our daughter Mylie, three, hopped on the train to Disneyland Paris, where Christmas was already in full swing. Bundled up in our coats and woolly hats, the three of us watched the festive parade, as Mickey and Minnie Mouse danced around wearing Santa hats, and Frozen’s Anna and Elsa stole the show. Mylie was utterly hypnotised, a big grin across her face. ‘Christmas day is going to have to be amazing to beat this!’ Torryn said. I started to laugh, but it soon turned into a hacking cough. I’d had…

5 min.
stalked for a decade

Climbing into the driving seat, I pulled the door shut. Home time, I thought. It was July 2007, I’d just finished work as an optical assistant and couldn’t wait to get home to my three kids, Rhiannon, then 19, Seth, 16, and Jake, 13. I’d been divorced for a year, and was still getting used to being a single mum. Suddenly, someone rapped on my window. Startled, I looked up. A man in his 20s was staring at me, holding a rose. Maybe he needs directions to somewhere, I thought. Only, the man had something else in mind. ‘Will you go out with me?’ he said boldly. He was a complete stranger – I’d never seen him before. ‘No!’ I replied, stunned. He said he knew everything about me But he kept on. ‘Please, give me a chance,’ he insisted, holding out…

2 min.
caught on camera

Grabbing a muffin and filling up a coffee cup, I rushed to the till. I was on my way to work, and had just enough time to pop into my local Sewell on the go service station for a quick breakfast. ‘Just these please,' I said, placing my items on the counter. But there, staring at me across the counter, was a beaming smile. The man at the till was a dish! I could feel my face turning red. ‘Thank you, Craig,' I said, spotting his name badge. We ended up chatting for a few minutes. I told him that I was a single mum to Lea, nine, and Layton, five, and Craig explained that he had a three-year-old son, Mason, and was also single. Later that evening, on Facebook, I noticed a familiar face among…

2 min.
petrol pooch

At the age of three, our Bedlington terrier, Woody, was a bit old for puppy class. But me and my husband Mike, 52, had to enrol him anyway. ‘His recall is bad,’ I told the trainer. ‘If there’s a cat to chase, we don’t stand a chance.’ Just a glimpse of one and he’d be off like a bullet down the road, with me and Mike standing no chance of catching him. But after two weeks at puppy school, he seemed to have improved. The following year, I came home from work one evening, dumping two bags of groceries on the kitchen floor before heading back out to collect the rest from the car. ‘Are you coming, Woody?’ I asked, as he trotted behind me. But just then, a cat appeared. Woody’s trot turned into a gallop…