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?
Dear Mrs Headmistress*
I hope you are well and enjoying your Easter break with your, no doubt, very well behaved children, who eat and sleep on command. Please don’t consider the following a complaint of any kind, I have no wish to jeopardise
Not ready to not be needed….
Today I was a working mum, not a WAHM which is my usual moniker, but a ‘Go out and leave kids in childcare mum’. It’s not something I usually have to deal with. Generally I manage through the generous help
Pushy? Me?
A little earlier today the Boy Wonder was dropped off after his hockey tournament. He came running up with a massive grin, eager to show me his medal. His dad had stayed for the first half of the morning and
Escape to the Mother-ship
This could so easily have been a ranty post: This was the week that the twin apostles of anti-feminism, Jones & Moir, appeared fixated on destroying my mojo with their hatred of ‘the normal woman’. Their Eurovision style bid to
Playing with Knives- the Squeakquel…
Thanks to all of you who shared your thoughts on the original penknife dilemma, I really appreciated all of your opinions and it helped a lot when we sat down and made ‘the decision’…… *drum roll*…..
Can I PLEASE just have two minutes?
I’ve come to the conclusion that every future blog post I write will have to be completed in two minutes flat because that’s about all the time I EVER get without a “Mummmmmeeeeeeeee” interrupting or a phone ringing or a
Playing with Knives…
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