This week has been trying. It’s been a week filled with the rhetoric of quasi political debate, lots of it based largely on a combination of tabloid fear-mongering, a mash-up of Internet memes and something vaguely intelligent that some bloke
Trust
On motherhood, middle-age and stuff…
Three things about Barcelona
How did I get to this age without ever visiting Barcelona? That was my prevailing thought during our three-day stay. I love Barcelona; properly love it in the way you love a thing that you know immediately to be flawed
A love letter
Dear Teacher, You know that moment at parents’ evening when you look up from your register and clock me sitting, waiting, trying to peer around the pushy parents stood directly in front of me who are determined to see you
How to get the kids out of the door in the morning…
Three kids; one shower (well two, but only one that anyone seems to find acceptable to use in the morning), and a complex fusion of personalities – at least two of whom are most definitely NOT morning people (I’m one
Project Flop
*** UPDATE – See bottom of post for Flop MkII – my second attempt turned out much better than the first! *** For those of you who may not know, I’m the ‘voice’ behind the twitter feed for the wonderful,
Connectivity
I really must start to do this more often. If nothing else to save myself the 15 minutes resetting my password every time I try and log in. Earlier this week I felt inspired to write, even had one of
Mummy, what’s your hobby?
Last night, as I sat covered with children on the sofa, one of them asked what my hobby is. And I realised that I don’t have one. And that bothered me. One of them piped up: “Reading mummy, that’s your
Revolution – is it just me?
Every now and again a programme comes along that sweeps the nation up on its zeitgeisty wave, setting twitter alight and giving us all something to pretend to do on a Friday night. On paper this is what you’d expect
Happy / Hapus
We have a new daily ritual. It involves following @TiFiaCyw on twitter and attempting to learn three Welsh words every day. This week produced a particularly appealing word: