*I was provided with this subscription box free of charge in return for an honest reviewI told you all about Buckt subscription boxes a little while ago and at the end of December, our first box landed on the doormat. Buckt costs £12.50 a month (per person) and you can cancel at any time. Given that just one of our January activities would have cost us £50 to enjoy without this subscription, there is no denying that the service is excellent value for money.
I’ll be sharing our gifted experiences of Buckt on here for the next few months, however, Adam and I have already decided to continue them beyond this collaboration as we found it was a brilliant motivator for us to get out of the house and try new things together.
This is what was inside the January Buckt box:
Located in the Great Northern, Whistle Punks Urban Axe Throwing was my personal favourite Buckt experience this month. Upon arrival, Adam and I signed a disclaimer and sat in the social area watching other people fling axes about with both rage and glee.
After a short wait, the group were separated into teams – and I was delighted to find that Keeley from Phat Cupcake was on ours. We all had a few practice rounds under the eye of an experienced instructor and it turns out that it’s much harder than it looks! Axe throwing is also fabulously liberating and a great way to relieve a little stress.
After our practice rounds, it was time to get serious. Each participant took turns to compete with a random member of the team in the hope of making it into the semi-finals. And guess what, dear reader? I, Lisa Valentine of Average Aim and Strength, made it!
Sipping my hot Vimto and taking a moment to appreciate the banging soundtrack on offer at Whistle Punks, I gave myself a little pep talk about the challenge ahead and found a competitive streak that I never knew I had.
I ultimately ranked third out of ten so was rather happy with my respectable efforts. I can’t tell you what Adam’s place in the tournament was as it may trigger a divorce. Highly recommended and something we’ll be doing again for sure.
I didn’t get around to booking this but there was the option to visit Jump Ninja in Salford as part of January’s Buckt box. The lovely Natasha did share her trip to the trampoline park on her Instagram stories last week though and it looks like she had loads of fun.
Meditation is something that I’ve had on my ‘To Do’ list for years but never quite got around to actually actioning. I took my mum along for a lunchtime guided meditation class at Kadampa Meditation Centre in Manchester and, after a quick introduction, got straight into it.
Initially, I found it hard to concentrate but after about 15 minutes, found myself focusing better and came away feeling calm and relaxed. As I said, it’s not something I’ve ever done before but I can definitely see how powerful it is when carried out on a regular basis.
Same as the trampoline park with this one. Adam is already a seasoned drummer (I’m still in awe of his trip to Texas to play at SXSW and other boast-worthy drumming tales) so there wasn’t much point in him coming along and, although drumming is something that I’d like to take up one day, I decided to hang on until I can really commit to it.
Adam isn’t particularly fussed about historic buildings or famous writers so I invited my friend Sarah to come along for a Sunday afternoon catch up. The building itself is impressive and there were several knowledgeable volunteers around to give us the back story of various rooms and artefacts.
Elizabeth Gaskell was seen as being a rather progressive writer in her heyday; her first book, Mary Barton: The Tales of Manchester was written anonymously and caused a great deal of controversy when it was published in 1848.
Elizabeth’s publisher, Charles Dickens, often frequented the house along with her dear friend Charlotte Bronte, John Ruskin and Charles Halle. After her sudden death in 1865, Elizabeth’s heartbroken husband, William, continued to live in the house with their two daughters, Meta and Julia.
After exploring the exhibitions, library and more, Sarah and I stopped by the tea room and chatted over fresh filter coffee and cake. They also sell merchandise and second-hand books there and frankly, I’m impressed that I didn’t come home with 20 new novels.