Oh brother, if i had to go back and start again from scratch, i’d order them all with ringlets. But if i did, i’d be lost. I can win an argument with a straighthaired one, but these ringlets are going to be my undoing 🙂

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A Grade Student banned from Dance I honestly can’t even bring myself to rant about this. But having grown up in a school that treated it’s pupils much like this, i think it is fair to say that they won’t have increased her inclination to work hard for them. Teachers on crazed power trips; how […]

With the unerring poetic justice, i spent my second April 11th (see how good i am at this anniversary thing 🙁 ) in a row sitting on the floor of my kitchen sobbing incoherently down the phone at a friend. Fortunately this time i had nothing more to cry about than the fact that a) […]

Great ending. Great series. Made me cry 🙂 And think. And then cry a bit more. So no change there then. On the other hand, it didn’t make me write a long and ponderous blogpost 😉 EDIT: I just got a letter postmarked Hyde in Cheshire. Do you think someone is trying to tell me […]

I’ve been a fan of Philippa Gregory for a long time; i watched the dramatisation of A Respectable Trade (link is to a list of her books on Amazon) when i was pregnant with Fran, i think and i must have already read it by then and i’ve enjoyed her Tudor Court books enormously. I […]

Seen at  Making it Up Events 1810 – The marriage of Napoleon and Josephine is annulled. (Not tonight, nor ever again!) 1920 – The League of Nations holds its first meeting and ratifies the Treaty of Versailles ending World War I. (And opens a whole new can of worms.) Births 1628 – George Villiers, 2nd […]

Last year i spent Easter weekend either laughing hysterically or sobbing uncontrollably. This year i was either having a very nice time, or a very painful time. Typical. The weekend started beautifully with the already blogged Friday and then on Saturday we headed off down the road to spend the day with Michelle, Marcus and […]

The tonsils have bitten back – and i’m out of codeine and dispersible voltarol and what i’ve got just isn’t cutting the mustard. How can swallowing hurt so much? Really? How?

Every year for the last 15 years, i’ve paused on April 6th to remember a friend who died aged just 17, on that day along with his 3 friends. I was very sad about his death for a long time, made harder by being very close to his family in the year after that. It […]