Into The Belly Of The Beast
The title of this post isn’t entirely true. I wasn’t inside the belly of the beast at all… more “across the road” really.
The title of this post isn’t entirely true. I wasn’t inside the belly of the beast at all… more “across the road” really.
Got up at 5:30am, jumped in shower, then got dressed. While getting dressed did something to my lower back (don’t ask how). Have been ambling around like an ...
Murmurings escaped the children’s bedrooms a little after eight this morning. While gazing at the repetitive strobing of the alarm clock second marker, an un...
The kids are at the middle school Christmas Bazaar today. W is helping run Santa’s Grotto, Miss 12 is doing stick-on tattoos, and the younger children are ea...
Earlier this week some friends called with two spare tickets to watch a play at The Mill at Sonning. Fitting it in amid our work week was something of an adv...
While cycling home from work, I had a great idea for something to write about. The memory that I thought of something great to write about is a strong one. T...
The primary school our children go to has a rule stating that if your child has been sick, they are not allowed to visit school until the have not been sick ...
I began blogging before the word had become part of the common vernacular. In the early days, people wrote about their day - their life. Online journals form...
It never occurred to me before that the publishing features of WordPress could automatically publicise my scribbling - I hesitate to call it “writing” - out ...
I’m sitting in our eldest daughter’s bedroom, using her netbook while she pretends to be getting tired. It’s heading towards 10pm. It’s all my fault, and I e...