Bad Mum V Bad Employee

“Bring me sunshine, in your smile” The ringtone had woken me as my Son phoned me from his bedroom that morning. His voice sounded overly pitiful as he said that he felt unwell and didn’t want to go to school.  It was snowing outside and he had an hour long bus ride, followed by a…

The Festive Feels

Happy New Year Did you have a good Christmas?  Surprisingly, I did! Why surprisingly?  Well, something you should know from the outset, is that Christmas is my happy place.  I start getting the warm and fuzzy feeling from around October time, and will start listening to Christmas music even before Halloween.  I love the smell…

Hen Parties, Races and the Cheese Factor

No sash, no badges, no inflatable penises, no strippers, no tutus, no tiaras and no hen party traditional tat.  That was my explicit instructions to my hens, but did these chicks listen? Did they shite! My Maid of Honour spent many frustrating weeks trying to get some sort of idea from me as to what…

Carry On Camping

My man has a new toy.  Well, its not so much as toy I suppose; its more like a thing…on wheels.  Meet Trevor Meet Trevor Trevor is a tent thing on wheels, which in his foreplay state, is neatly tucked in to make a perfect trailer.  You hook it up, drag it to a field and…

Why Supermums Eat Frogs

The first thing I learned with this seminar is pretty obvious; don’t expect to attend on time, a seminar on motherhood which starts at 9am.  After swearing at every car driving under 50mph for the entire 40 minute drive, I arrived at the car park at 9.15am and was met by a swarm of other…

Moving On

My brother has decided to take his biggest life step to date and move in with his girlfriend, which came as quite a shock to my Mum as it was not long ago that he had proclaimed that he would never leave a home complete with free slaves (aka mum & Dad).  Mum told me…

Poor Poorly Babies

What an evil month my poor babies have had!  Health issues have been at the forefront for both of them lately and I have to admit, I am shattered from nursing them! Lets start with the onslaught of head lice which have been vehemently attempting to suck my little girl’s brain out through her scalp…

The Demon Child

My Mother has jinxed me!  Just days after my son’s fourth birthday, she casually asked as to how he and I were getting on.  I thought this a bizarre question.  The dude is my angel and I am his Mother; how odd to ask if we were ‘getting on’.  She seemed surprised when I responded…