From Yummy to Slummy?

From Yummy to Slummy?

It’s Monday morning and the alarm goes off at some ungodly hour. The clock says 6.45am but we all know it’s really 5.45am due to this ridiculous invention called Daylight Saving. My legs feel like I’ve been training for the next World’s...
Friday Favourites March 2015

Friday Favourites March 2015

Well here we are in March and it would seem that by some strange act of trickery, we are indeed on the last Friday of the month. Seriously? Shouldn’t it be sunny and warm or something? I’m still holding out for the promised heat-wave about to sweep across...
The Big 5 Life Lessons

The Big 5 Life Lessons

I’m not sure that children ever really listen to their parents. There seems to be an inbuilt radar that blocks off even the vaguest of signals being emitted by ‘the olds’, which kicks in around the age of 18 months. In my experience, once that child...
This Season…

This Season…

Relentless. That is the word that springs to mind when I consider the season I’m in right now. Car journeys, folding laundry, picking up school shoes, filling in forms, setting boundaries, following through on consequences, checking up on homework and yet more...
The Truth About: Expectations

The Truth About: Expectations

How did your Mother’s Day pan out? From what I can gather, it was a very mixed bag: mums who were showered with expensive gifts; mums who had to wait (grumpily) until lunchtime before anyone even remarked on the fact it was Mother’s Day; and mums who spent...
Photo of the Week / A Special Mission

Photo of the Week / A Special Mission

Unless you’ve been hiding under a rock for the last month, it will not have escaped your notice that Friday marked the 27th Comic Relief. Can you believe that I was only *cough* 5 years old when the first one kicked off? And what’s more, that good old...
The Ever-Changing Face of Motherhood

The Ever-Changing Face of Motherhood

Motherhood is a strange beast. Just when you think you’re getting the hang of it all, a curve ball comes hurtling towards you at break neck speed and there’s absolutely nothing you can do about it. This year’s curve ball has been teenage hormones....
Redundancy? No Chance.

Redundancy? No Chance.

Despite sometimes wanting to turn back time, I cannot. Like it or not my friends, these children of mine are growing up fast and that is a fact. As each day ticks past, I realise that in many ways, I am surplus to requirements. On their return from school, they kick...