Do Call Me Darling...

Do Call Me Darling... I had cause to think about the term 'darling' today whilst on a rare child-free trip to the supermarket (see how your mind is free to roam and consider all sorts of good stuff without the shackles of 'don't run', 'watch that trolly', 'no you can't', 'no she/he didn't', and my favourite: 'put it back'?!)....more

My Summer in Numbers

My Summer in Numbers  Well, the end is nigh, the evenings are drawing in and the morning is less retina-startinglingly bright. I don't know about you but I've had a tremendous summer and what better way to celebrate it than with a numerical list of cool stuff in no particular order?1. Accidental and drunken fringe cut (and actually, I love it!)...more

Parenting Strategy Number 57

I have a boy (Thing 1) and a girl (Thing 2). They are lovely in every way possible: adorable, big brown eyes, charming accents and get on with each other (most of the time). As the mother of a boy, there are certain unspoken rules of death-defying derring-do that it turns out apply more to my girl... The first of which is when watching child about to jump off the top of one of those red and yellow cars (you know the one!), think to yourself 'could I explain this in A and E without shame?'. If you can, let child proceed - no quicker way to learn. If you can't, quickly re-direct child......more

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Things I Know to be True

 Whilst I think I enjoy pretty good health at the moment, a recent Vitamin D deficiency diagnosis, the scary incident with my back, fast greying hair, and ground-down teeth that are testament to my stress levels have all proven to be the not-so gentle reminder that the time is now, to quote the under-appreciated Moloko. I am 35, old enough to feel scared witless by losing my income. Old enough to have produced two very delightful but cash burning children, and young enough to make a career change. I think. ...more