Sunday Morning At The Rugby Club
It’s been a bit of a morning so far. My other half is out for the day at some sort of arts and crafts course, leaving me to shepherd Miss 15 to rugby. We cau...
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Weekend Chores
I didn’t write a blog post yesterday. I’m not entirely sure why. I always write a blog post - every day. Even writing those words sounds like a lie now. Life...
Being Miss 15
It’s been a long day. Up at 6:30am to have a shower, shave, make breakfasts, lunches, clear the kitchen, and then somehow get the children out of the house. ...
Forty Five Minutes
I have roughly 45 minutes until Wednesday becomes Thursday. I’m trying to convince my mind that the end of the day is a deadline of sorts, and if I don’t pos...
Running Out Of Chocolate Spread
I’m having a night off from “the blog” tonight. I’ve been sitting here, staring at the screen for the last half hour, coming up with this and that - but noth...
How Is It Only Monday
There are ten days left in an idiotic sprint towards the end of the project I have been working on for the last year. Ten days to finish as much as possible,...
Living In The Gaps
I’ve been thinking about the John Lennon quote today - “life is what happens while you’re making other plans”. It’s so true. I’ve spent most of the weekend d...
Losing With Style
The school our youngest daughter goes to holds a charity bingo night every couple of terms. Tonight was one of those nights. We took supplies. We had such ho...
Made It To Friday
If there was a shop selling cake nearby, I might go and buy one. For me. It’s been that kind of week. If there was another shop selling toy medals and trophi...
World Book Day
Our household was a hive of activity this morning, owing to the arrival of “World Book Day”. Both my other half, and our eldest daughter work in schools - re...