The Wheels On The Bus
You know the children’s song “the wheels on the bus go round and round” ? - I can’t help feeling that yesterday the wheels on my bus started to fall off one ...
You know the children’s song “the wheels on the bus go round and round” ? - I can’t help feeling that yesterday the wheels on my bus started to fall off one ...
After the disaster that Monday became, I summoned Miss 12 from bed at 7am yesterday morning for a repeat performance. By 8am we were waiting patiently at the...
There are only five days left until the annual lunacy starts, and I haven’t given a single thought to what I might write about yet. I’ve tinkered with the ol...
Today was supposed to be all about taking my middle daughter for a day out in London - just the two of us. I have taken the eldest, and youngest daughters on...
Normally I am absolutely fine with being alone - with living inside my own little bubble - but sometimes I can feel incredibly lost, and I have no idea why. ...
At 5:15 this morning, my body performed the magic trick it often performs, and woke me ahead of my phone erupting into whatever the factory default alarm clo...
I’m not sure what I’m about to write. All I really know is that it’s 1:30am, and I became aware earlier that I didn’t post anything on the blog yesterday. Gi...
While somepeople pepper Instagram, Flickr, Facebook and Tumblr with their smiling face, I seem to have avoided the self-directed spotlight in recent years. I...
At 2am this morning I sat in bed on my own, gazing at my mobile phone, wondering when sleep would crash into me like anunpredictable freight train. I had jus...
I realised today that NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) starts in two weeks. I’m already wondering if I can get away with doing it purely by writing 1...