Lockdown Letters- Part 1 At five days in to the new year Britain has turned in to a sea of disposable masks, questionable home schooling and sourdough starters. A coalition has formed between the existing anti-vaxxers and newly emerged anti-maskers. On the basis of no one knowing or caring what local tier they are in,... Continue Reading →
So how are you finding the outside world?
As an emotionally balanced, well rounded, proper grown up I’ve been preparing for my daughter starting school this September for a while now. Obviously not, I’ve been ignoring it, crying in to her baby grows and fooling myself that the 2020 shitstorm is on pause. Finally accepting this isn’t the case I took her out-out... Continue Reading →
Boundaries
Remember back in February when you thought you needed more work life balance and then March happened and now boundaries have taken a time out. How long is too long not to shower? Or dress the kids? Clean the house or leave the house? I had to fill the van up for the first time... Continue Reading →
Covid- do one
9 years ago our mum passed away. Her hand was held. The days up to her death were filled with visiting friends, she was never alone. The funeral was epic with friends, family, stories, fires and laughs. Nine years feels like long time and an instant all at once. At some point she will have... Continue Reading →
An apology
We took the van to the Lakes this weekend. It took approximately 150 Tracker bars to get the kids round the walk and two grown adults to lift the all weather hunting dog on to the scary boat at the end. We passed sheep, drenched Duke of Edinburgh students, smug runners and more sheep. We... Continue Reading →
Baby Loss Awareness Week 2019
I am exhausted, able to act out the entire Peppa Pig back catalogue, trying to figure out how to entertain them for another day. I'm one of the lucky ones. I remember being in high school and Mr A telling us periods are like losing a child once a month, so it's no wonder Mrs... Continue Reading →
Simple, logical steps
Eight years ago my sister and her then boyfriend offered me the spare room in their holiday apartment. I tagged along with them and a group of friends, how hard could mountain biking be after all? We can blame quite a lot on that holiday. My sister got engaged on a mountain side. Things took... Continue Reading →
Me and my DDs: dogs and dependants 