That Time I Got Caught Out With Heatwave Feet!

Last weekend, with no real belief there would be a heatwave, I mused to my husband about getting a pedicure. You know, it's hard to get moments for self care in my busy life. "It's not because of your busy life. You won't let anyone touch your feet." Oh yeah. Been so busy I forgot…

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Sunshine Blogger Award

I was crying over my blog stats the other day in a fug of impatience and denial (I'd neglected it for about a week, actual real life was up in my face all week ... although I do know how to schedule posts so yeah - my fault) when I got a lovely surprise. Chomeuse…

Things We Won’t Be Doing This Half Term

Having a kitchen, mostly. On Thursday, I was looking forward to spending the first half term I've had in over a year with no accidents, car break-downs, family illnesses or personal health problems hanging heavy over my head. The first in over a year. Working full time in a school means that holidays are my…

Giving Myself Permission

OK so I'm the parent, I give the permission round here. I like to think of it as giving, not restricting because I'm a horrendous old hippy at heart. But in terms of who has to adhere to guidelines for their own good, it would be The Childe. Except (and I honestly think this is…

That Time I Had Sneaky Visitors…

A couple of weeks ago it suddenly struck me that I live in an almost hundred-year-old house. Almost period! But not quite: just as those quaint Victorian terraces and mews going for millions were once for us everyday folk (and our horses) my house, build in the early 1920s, is still very much your standard…

Get To Know Me: 100 Questions

Look, here’s one of these “100 things about me” blogs. No one tagged me into this, I just thought I should get this out there early so you know the kind of shady character you are dealing with here. On a serious note: Please don’t be offended by any health slang used, these are my…