I’ve been waiting for an excuse to use this image for a couple of weeks now and Tara’s gallery prompt this week is perfect. If you haven’t visited Sticky Fingers before I wholeheartedly recommend it, there is some exceptional talent
You Selfish B*%@^er
It’s a beautiful day today. My family have all just popped up to the park for a run around, my house looks like it has just been spewed from the hell-mouth and all I want to do is write my
Day 8 in the Big Brother house…
Ok I know it’s an obvious one after the #leadershipdebate but I had to get this one down. I’ve been struggling to assimilate what I learned last night and thought this might help.
Who will come to my funeral…?
Oh the fun filled thoughts that crowd my head on manic afternoon. Apologies for an overtly navel-gazing post (I’ll keep it brief).
Losing my religion….
I’m not terrifically religious. OK scratch that, I’m really not religious at all and I’m not sure I ever was. I certainly don’t come from a religious family; there are some members who have their beliefs, but we are very
Forget or Protest?
What do you do when you read or hear about something that really affects you? How do you filter that information? Which button do you press?
Mojo? What Mojo?
There’s always talk in Twittertown and such of blogging (and general) mojo loss. Our dedication:inspiration ratio seems to be in a constant state of flux, with real life often getting in the way of much needed writing time 😉
Who am I fooling?
I read a great post this week by the lovely Liz over at Living with Kids that really got me thinking. I won’t go into details….it’s well worth reading the original so go have a look here if you haven’t
NO! Do I REALLY look that old?
I’m back in my hometown again this week with the family. OH travels home first thing to crack on with the decorating- and I’m hoping that recording it like this will ensure it really happens- while the kids and I
Postcard from Utopia
Cooo-ee! Yes, over here. No, not there, a bit to the left…that’s it! See me now? *waves* I’m sat here in my little Rapunzel-esque tower and there’s no way I’m throwing down my hair, or anything else for that matter,