the day you left

Most people won’t have noticed, many probably won’t care. But I care, you cut me like a knife and the wound is still open.

You left me.

Sun, sea and a seven foot chipmunk…..

Let me paint you a picture,

The sun sits high in the sky, heat flowing through its unusually bright spring rays.  A boat is moored before me, the doors flung open revealing signs of a feast inside; two handsome deckhands beckon me forward to join them in setting sail….

Being an arse of a mother

Sometimes I can be a real arse of a mother, I shout too much, I often expect too much and sometimes the whole enormity of being mother to three small people threatens to overwhelm me.

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Impossible to lie: a roadmap of fibs…..

My oldest daughter is a bouncing ball full of bubbling energy who flies through life experiencing a rainbow of emotions.  She finds it impossible to tell a lie, her face becomes a roadmap of fibs which all end in the final destination of giggles, and she says some flipping marvellous things without ever looking to disguise the truth.

my dancing demons…

It’s amazing to realise that something that was horrific the first time can become normal by the third.

We are at the half way point; BB has lived for six weeks in spica. She has coped incredibly and has challeng

a little pink package

I was just walking blissfully in the sunlight, basking in the joy of the working week ending and the weekend kicking in.

As I cruised through the streets a vibrant pink package on the floor caught my eye and a wave of sadness washed over me.

Clearing the confusion….

I have been described as being a little competitive at times…

Personally I find it nothing short of normal to leap out of the car after work, tag your other half on the shoulder

It’s a simple matter of human biology….

“So how old are you?” exclaimed the friendly lady to a cheerful twin girl.

“I am six,” she replied with a smile tickling her lips, “but mummy says I am ever so tall for my age.”

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As the sun has started to return to our winter drenched country moods have lifted, trousers have shortened and coats have been left at home.

Then suddenly all eyes turn to the garden, the sorry neglected space of overgrown green and unruly bushes.