It’s a familiar scene of devastation from my childhood. Battle worn, cracked and broken, hopes and dreams shattered as another beast hits the deck and dies a death. Conkers. Oh how I loved the days when Goose Fair came to Nottingham and the netball courts were filled with rides; instead of sport, we went conker […]
We don't talk about the SCBU days.
I’m writing today at Glow in the Woods about the reality of parenting after losing a child who lived his whole life in the care of the medical people we trust with our lives and who couldn’t save him. I don’t write much about the SCBU days. It’s still too painful to think about, let […]
It's been outstanding… #MadBlogAwards
So. A friend, or two, say you should start blogging and you think about it for a while and you think that maybe you will. You write about the first words a daughter says and how it feels when wasp larvae eat the caterpillars and there are a lot of Hama Beads and an awful […]
Doing. Not Thinking. Doing.
I don’t think there is anything I’m more inclined to derisory snarkiness over than people ‘talking the talk but not walking the walk’, people who talk about plans and hopes and dreams who never actually put them into practise or get further than saying they want to do something, be something, achieve something. I’ve realised […]
LIfe from the Laundrette.
Two week holidays mean doing a load of washing midweek. It’s a novelty for me to go to a laundrette, even more to have a quiet morning of domestic jobs that give me quiet moments in between. If I went to a laundrette at home, I’d be supervising my washing to make sure it didn’t […]
Do not say they drive you mad.
If, wearied, you wish the summer holidays to end and peace to reign again at home, I ask you to count. Count the weeks of holiday from now till that 18th year, when examinations stop – and life begins. Count the Christmas tumble weeks, count the raining Easter weeks, count the weeks of trips away […]
It's not beautiful, but it is mine.
I’ve been trying to lose weight, after a fairly hideous scales moment where I saw a number I never wanted to see. My physical self confidence has been slithering away pretty hard and fast lately, to the point where it is affecting more parts of my life than I care to write out loud. I […]
Watch Out… Lady Driver.
For a long time, surrounded by far more politically astute friends, I worried (in my spare time) about the fact that I almost totally failed to be rampant and outraged by lots of the -isms that my peers and friends knew lots about. It gnawed at me, for example, that I didn’t seem to be […]
The biggest thing about today
Today was the day that Maddy, the child who ended up being home educated for the longest, started school. She had a great day; she came home full of stories and thoughts and interest. I think she went at just the right time and like her sisters before her, she seems to have made a […]
An almost finished product.
A few weeks ago the girls were involved in a show at a new dance school they’ve joined. All the older three did something solo in it, though Fran also performed lots in group dances, at one point doing three consecutive solos to cover spaces by absentees and also led her little ballet troupe through […]
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