Hello Blog, Just a quick one in between the kids coming home from school and me having to go and pick up the Prodigal (an hour plus trip) because he has spent his bus fare….. It’s hot. 33 degrees. No more to be said about that. I’ve recreated my childhood. Absolutely, totally recreated my childhood…

It is in fact 45 steps. 45 steps!!!!!!!!!!!! I counted them the 6 times I ran between the kitchen and the oven. over and out.

Dear Blog, I know. I can’t give you any decent excuses for why I’ve neglected you for 5 days. All I can say is, I’ve let things get on top of me  but I promise to try harder next time (this is, by the way, also the same thing I say to my French teacher…

Blog! How are you? Not so good? Well, everyone has days like that. Tomorrow it will be different……….maybe not better…..maybe worse in fact….but different. Parenting tip no. 1: I’ve shared these wise words (above) with the kids countless times. I can tell that they take real comfort in them  (although I have noticed that they…

Dear Blog, GOOD MORNING!!! Did you sleep well? Having just gone over Day 5 of blog – I can safely say that yesterday’s blog was a bit rubbish. I should have made a transitional (blog) entry. I apologise. Will try harder for blog 6. And remember – Only dull people are brilliant at breakfast (Oscar Wilde).…

Good evening, Blog, How are you doing? Nice to hear that. Right – now back to ME. Topics to be pondered on this evening: -can you get food poisoning from a dirty chip pan? -does the full moon make people (and other species) crazy? -How difficult is it to have a good night’s sleep? -The…

Hello blog, how are you? Today is Monday. Tell me why I don’t like Mondays? Ok, I will: 1. The Face’s alarm didn’t go off (even though someone NAGGED him about making sure his itouch was charged and not on 18th December 2027 at 17.45 as its date and time).  So…..my alarm went off (as…

Dear blog, I’ve missed you. It has been three days since my last confession……. The (last part of the) week that was: The husband returns with a bottle of champagne, roses, a mini boom box, a smile on his face, a twinkle in his eye and a gift from THAT shop in Paris.  We open…

As I burn the dinner: Child number 3 (the Professor) is skateboarding. The Face (child number 2) is supervising and tutoring the Professor. Fatty (child number 5) is the audience in it’s entirety. So that I can type this piece, I am allowing him free access to some dried apricots. What a nappy filled day…