This week we will celebrate the 8th birthday of The Boy Wonder. This comes as no real surprise to me. On the whole I’ve remained conscious throughout that time and have watched my first born grow into a pretty cool
Dear Mona,
(Many) years ago, after leaving University, one of my first jobs was working in Clinton Cards. Hardly what I imagined when I donned the gown and hat thing and collected my scrolled certificate, but there we are. Not just any
A change in fortune at hopeless house…
Usually, when things go wrong in hopeless house we turn to ‘other people’ for help. If we’re lucky this might mean that my dad is in the vicinity and able to lug a well-stocked tool box in to solve the
Calling all Domestic Goddesses!
Any chance you could grab your marigolds and race over here for a cuppa and er, a major clean of my house? My list to output ratio is looking pathetically unbalanced, and I simply cannot get it all done. I
A Modern Addiction
We spent the last weekend holed up with lovely friends in the remotest of remote cottages in wet, west Wales. This was it: Sure enough it was purdy, we were close to some of the UK’s best beaches, the children
Postcards from Bosnia…
I’m thinking that Heather at Notes from Lapland is going to have to employ a secretary soon because the secret post club looks set to grow exponentially. Last time I checked, it was up to 75 members and why wouldn’t
Step aside Gwyneth…
Look!!!! I’ve won an award! It’s my first and I’ve come over all Gwyneth…. *sob*. This lovely award comes courtesy of Solveig over at Little Pong and Make Do Mum… two nominations, I am completely beside myself *swaps for an
In Cyberspace No One Can Hear You Smile…
It’s been one of those weeks in the matrix, ups and downs, misunderstandings, blatant bloody-mindedness, and laughs, there’s always a lot of laughs. But how do you get your point across? How do you ensure that your friends/ followers/twiblings (delete
Things that go bump in the day….
I’m such a wuss: not only am I scared of the dark, I’m scared of the imaginary things that pop out of a 7 year old’s head during the day. Why is this? It’s hardly grounded in fact…. otherwordly encounters
a confession…
I work in PR. There, I said it, no going back now…. Actually I work in marcomms but it’s the PR bit that everyone picks up and makes a judgement call on. Not just any old PR, I hasten to