Well I'm Gonna Anyway

Circus-after-effects...

2008-07-24T11:55:07Z

One major drawback of taking your 3-and-a-half-year-old to the circus, is that the following day you will need to repeatedly prevent him from trying to balance a household broom on his forehead, whilst urging his little brother to climb up it. Yo...

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When the Circus came to town...

2008-07-23T21:33:16Z

I’d just got home from a 2 hour driving lesson to find the house deliciously silent, when three noisy boys came crashing through the door. They were sunkissed, sea-sprayed and sand-swept, and they came bearing hurleys and a leather ball, somethin...

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Oh the irony...

2008-07-22T21:44:32Z

...of setting yourself up as an expert in entrepreneurial enterprise, whilst not being able to actually get your butt sufficiently in gear so as to finish your business plan. I'm not a fan of the edits on this, but here's my latest gig.

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Overspill

2008-07-21T12:24:04Z

There is so much good stuff out there in the blogosphere. Words that feed my soul, connect with little pieces of my heart in ways that make me feel giddy. Sometimes I feel as though I’m tumbling through my life. I long for the capacity to captu...

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Days like these...

2008-07-16T21:28:50Z

Ahhh, the priceless deliciousness of days with small budding souls, one hungry for words and desperate to read, the other just plain hungry. We had a bed-time cry-a-thon the other night. Big Brother outshone himself with the most incredible dis...

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Bedtime Stories

2008-07-13T19:46:45Z

If you ever need a reason to be cheerful, try telling a 3-and-a-half-year-old the story of the day he was born. Our noses were practically pressed together, snuggled in his bed in the darkness. His eyes were so wide it was comical, and he giggled...

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Jamie, saviour of the Universe...

2008-07-10T14:17:37Z

or at least of my day. So far we've survived the lurgy day by relaxing all the rules; strewning toys all over the living room floor, watching more TV than usual, and grazing on pancakes and fruit and toast instead of sticking to proper meals. ...

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Bling of a different kind...

2008-07-10T11:54:03Z

He’s kneeling in his favourite spot on the sofa, wedged up beside the arm, on which he’s perched my filofax. A small green pencil is poised in his hand, in perfect writing mode. He shoots me a hurried glance as I come into the room, fresh from si...

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A nice cup of tea was all I needed...

2008-07-09T14:23:55Z

I had my first real twinge of home-sickness today. I mean I’ve missed people consistently since we moved here, but never before had that sorry-for-your-self-nothing-will-quite-put-it-right longing to be home. I don’t even know what I mean by home...

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Woo-oo, can't stop...

2008-07-08T20:27:57Z

So used to say my Grandparents on their flying visits, delivering free food from Marks and Spencers that had reached its sell-by-date. They distributed it to homeless guys but we used to get a mercy crate just for us enroute to the great unwashed...

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