A moral dilemma
Sep25

A moral dilemma

My eldest son collects coins. It’s a nice enough hobby to have. I’d like to say it keeps him out of mischief, but it doesn’t. When your son collects coins, or no doubt stamps or anything else, it turns the whole family into collectors. When we check our change it’s not to see if we’ve been given the right amount, it’s to see if there are any rare coins in it. You would be amazed at how many...

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A healthy dose of hypochondria
Sep24

A healthy dose of hypochondria

I don’t get ill. Ever. Seriously, never ever. But that’s not to say I don’t suffer from the odd dose of hypochondria (I’m not even sure if I’ve spelt that right). At the faintest glimmer of something not quite right, I extrapolate to the nth degree to the point where I am on my last legs, soldiering on as best I can. It’s best to be prepared in case the worst does happen. I’ve had a bad hand...

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Granny & Grandad
Sep23

Granny & Grandad

My Grandad died six years ago today. He was a gentleman. A caring man, who loved his sport, loved walking, loved chatting to people. He was a new man half a century before new men were invented who did his bit round the house. Possibly he’s the reason the female line of his family has never been keen to tidy the kitchen! I wasn’t especially close to my Granny and Grandad. My mum and dad were from the generation that moved...

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Graceful or disgraceful?!
Sep22

Graceful or disgraceful?!

Guess what?! I’m a day older today. No surprises there, then. Today I am also a year older. I am two years off life beginning and my 30th is but a distant memory of being young. And heavily pregnant. And a little bit ill. But do I act my age? Am I a yummy mummy or a slummy mummy? My clubbing days are over, but my dancing days are definitely not. Nor are my hoodie-wearing days. Am I growing old gracefully or disgracefully?...

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Dead and buried
Sep21

Dead and buried

Death is scary, isn’t it? And a little bit hard to get your head round. Particularly if you are under 6. These are all from LG. Age 5 1/4: What will happen when all the people are dead? Age 5 1/4: Will the rat feel the bird pecking its bones? Me: No, because it’s dead. Age 5 1/4: What do you do when you die? Do you just stay there for a very long time and do your bones collapse? Age 5 1/4: When you’re 100 and you...

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