My mum asked me 2 days ago if I had given up blogging. “Yikes” I thought aloud!!!! “No Mum, life just got in the way” “You’re dead right” she replied – Mum’s are good like that. And now I find myself here at my kitchen table in an extraordinarily quiet…
View PostI sometimes think I am half woman, half sniffer dog. I kid you not. Since I became pregnant for the first time nigh on 7 and a half years ago I have developed the most extraordinary sense of smell. I, for one, have the aptitude to sniff out a stale…
View PostThe ice-cream van is much maligned in this house. A little piece of me dies every time I hear the familiar, gut-wrenching jingle. It normally signals begging, pleading, imploring and general freaking out from the under 5 footers & it also normally occurs at either dinner or bedtime. I, of…
View PostLast Friday morning was going pretty well, all things considered. Recapping my week as I stuffed the remainder of a packet of ham into 1st born’s wholemeal sandwich (standard – half girl, half salty pork at this point) I had kept everyone alive, not been in trouble with the law…
View PostDear Man with the Mower, I know that you work hard everyday providing for your family. 6:30am starts, rush hour traffic, shovelling down a quick lunch in order to get through the workload and then home at 6pm to see what the evening holds. You may find the winter a…
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