I threw my toys out the pram a few weeks ago….figueratively you understand although I must admit I did feel like throwing things literally as well…..sadly, I am (allegedly) a grown up and this sort of behaviour is frowned upon…unless you are at a Greek wedding, or so I’m told. What was the reason for… Continue reading The Good, The Bad….& the ugly….
Here comes the girls……
I feel like shouting this from the roof tops and for those of you who are my FB friends you will already know but here goes anyway: I HAD A WEEKEND AWAY…ON MY OWN (well with friends) WITHOUT CHILDREN and in this case, the use of shouty capitals near the top of the page is… Continue reading Here comes the girls……
Whoop.. Whoop… Step Away from Dr Google
This post serves a two-fold function. It’s spurring me on to get writing and it’s keeping my fingers and brain away from the naughty world of Google (& before we go much further, I don’t mean THOSE kind of bits of google that should come with parental advisory warnings!!) I don’t know about you but… Continue reading Whoop.. Whoop… Step Away from Dr Google
The Thing……
There is a thing in my house. Strictly speaking, it is things plural. They seem to be arriving by the truck load on a weekly basis and they are lurking in my house bathroom, staring at me benevolently every time I go in. If I’m feeling cross and argumentative (me – mardy? pah!) I might… Continue reading The Thing……
The Devil wears polyester….
Warning: RANTY post. There you are: forewarned is fore-armed…..read on if you dare Well we have hopped, skipped and jumped into October and Christmas will be here before we know it….yadaah, yadaah, yadaah, bah humbug etc. Yes, in theory I know actually it’s 80+ days away (thank you FB friends who have already started sharing the… Continue reading The Devil wears polyester….
You don’t have to be crazy to live here…………….
I remember being at a friend’s house when I was growing up and seeing this cutesy sign in the kitchen: “You don’t have to be crazy to live here…but it helps.” As I have aged, (I would use the word matured but I know I’m not kidding anyone) I realise that the adage “many a… Continue reading You don’t have to be crazy to live here…………….
When things are not quite what they seem…….
When is a bed not a bed? When it’s part of The Great Knaresborough Bed Race of course! What’s that you say? You haven’t heard of it??? Where have you been living all these years? If you haven’t heard of it, much less viewed the spectacle for yourself, then frankly you haven’t been living…..merely existing…… Continue reading When things are not quite what they seem…….
Sunshine, lollipops and rainbows everywhere….
Hello there. You could be forgiven for thinking I had fallen off the face of the planet since blog silence has been epic (fail) since my last whimsing’s about undiagnosed children’s day. A roaring success by the way, which not only raised much-needed cash but as importantly, awareness of just how many children in the… Continue reading Sunshine, lollipops and rainbows everywhere….
What a difference a day makes…..
The 24th April 2015 is Undiagnosed Children’s Day and it’s a cause for celebration but also for some reflection too. Did you know that every year approximately 6000 children are born with undiagnosed genetic conditions and that 1 in 25 children born in the UK will have a genetic condition at birth? Probably not, unless… Continue reading What a difference a day makes…..
It’s Been A While…..
Hello there…. It’s been a while….ok understatement I know but “real” life seems to have caught up with me and I had to be a (semi) grown up, at least for a little bit. I also blame that thing called irony….. I recently looked at the pin board and made the unearthly whoop whoop to… Continue reading It’s Been A While…..
Definitely Not The Walton's.... 