I often look at my children and wonder how their personalities came to be so completely different. Given the same set of choices, the same rules and parameters, they will come to three very different conclusions or points in time.
I’m feeling a little ranty today. This week I’ve read two local news stories that have got me all stirred up. Firstly the plans to turn libraries into charities, no doubt to be run by voluntary committees and lottery funded.
So it seems we’re headlong into the Christmas shopping period and I’m already way behind. Why can’t I be that woman who has all the Christmas shopping sorted by October and then just has to spend November and December weaving
Last week I posted this quiz for the musically minded who like to ponder. You’ll be amazed (possibly) to hear that no one got full marks. Actually the only person who officially entered was @himupnorth and I have to break
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It seems that there’s some healthy rivalry in the blogging world at the moment. My sister and brother in the North are trying to outdo each other in producing the hardest-music-quizzes-in-the-world-ever. That’s just not my style, I’m nice like that.
It’s National Novel Writing Month, or #NaNoWriMo to its friends and twitter followers. The challenge has been set – to write 50,000 words in the month of November. The equivalent to a novel, apparently.
Theories often abound that we are a nation obsessed with cleaning, that if we just relaxed a little then childhood asthma, eczema, allergies and the like would all just fade away back to pre-war levels.
After a practically perfect half term that involved spending time with lovely people like this, this, this and this, we packed off our brood for a night with their grandparents. The 5yo arrived with her first, and by now very