My youngest son is now 4. In the words of Vinnie Jones, ‘It’s been emotional’. On reflection, this momentous occasion seemed to propel me into some sort of maniacal frenzy which almost led to my unravelling. I have no idea why. I would love to think it was born out of the overwhelming desire to … Continue reading Now We Are Four – party like you mean it
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Childcare: No parent is asking for less attention, however good at fractions.
***Update*** In the months since writing this post, following the announcement of the reforms to childcare ratios, there has been almost universal opposition to the proposals. It has even caused the online parenting sworn enemies Mumsnet and Netmums to join forces. Mumsnet invited Childcare Minister Liz Truss to take part in a webchat. Due … Continue reading Childcare: No parent is asking for less attention, however good at fractions.
Who’s Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf?
I’m not one for New Year’s Resolutions. I make the usual stab at the traditional stocking fillers of losing weight, saving money and drinking more water and with them come their inevitable companions of failure, disappointment and resentment. This year, following on from my fallow 2012 (see previous post), I’ve decided to bother. It’s inspiration … Continue reading Who’s Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf?
The year where nothing happened (or how I learned to stop worrying)
2012 has been a revelatory year in that nothing actually happened. Well, there were the Olympics, and the Jubilee and the usual tempests, storms and floods but for me, not so much. Over the past decade a lot has ‘happened’; a whirlwind of marriages, births, deaths, four house moves and an array of dramas and … Continue reading The year where nothing happened (or how I learned to stop worrying)
All About My Mother
Yesterday would have been my Mum’s 70th birthday. There would have been catering. There would have been a lot of catering. It would also have been my Dad’s birthday 2 weeks ago. I did remember, I did think about it but I was busy, I had work to do. He wouldn’t have minded. But Mum’s … Continue reading All About My Mother