What would you do if you had hours to kill while someone you loved was having major surgery? It’s not a question you get asked very often I don’t suppose. I’m…
May 2014
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I’m a big fan of Dr Seuss and so is my son, and my favourite story is Oh, The Places You’ll Go! It’s the one I always choose at bedtime (if…
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Of all my childhood memories, the ones which were recorded in photographs are amongst the most vivid. Take this one, of little old me scooping second prize in my hometown’s annual…
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This post seems wholly inappropriate given the fact I am sat in my kitchen watching lightning flash over those western skies. Three days of Daisy Duke weather, three barbecues down and…
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I love the girlieness of gingham and it comes I'm sure from my school days, when the start of the summer term signalled the move from stiff shirt and acrylic tie…
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My house looks like I’ve been burgled. No, hang on, like I’ve been burgled but the burglars were hungry, helped themselves to breakfast and left their dishes of half-eaten porridge all…
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“I’m looking forward to Sunday because Holly is coming,” said first born as he got out of the bath. “I’m looking forward to Saturday because my cress will have grown, I’m…
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Well it’s Sunday morning, and I have a rare hour to myself as first born goes out to his street dance class with his dad, and I get to stay at…
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We all love a new pair of shoes, and something tells me my little lady has that ‘wear them straight out of the shop’ feeling. As soon as they went on…
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It’s a funny kind of anniversary for our family today. I’ve been wondering whether to write about this on my blog or not, but it is such a huge part of…