Penpal
Jan31

Penpal

I still remember the first words I read from her, 31 years ago: Mfwako’s friend’s sister Barbara gave me your letter…I’d written to a 13 year old girl in Canada called Mfwako (yes, really) whose details I’d found in Jackie magazine. I was only 9. I don’t know why I was reading Jackie, which was for teenagers. No doubt Mfwako wrote back to all the 13 and 14 year olds who got in touch with her. She gave the...

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A tough decision. Again
Jan30

A tough decision. Again

Regular readers will know things are being restructured at my work (again – it was only done two years ago). This time there will be no Mr Nice Council. Some people will end up redundant. For a blissful few weeks I saw a way out, a way to a better life for the whole family – me taking redundancy and working for myself at home. Taking the kids to school myself and picking them up again. I was looking forward to it. But then...

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The Gallery: Rewind
Jan29

The Gallery: Rewind

The theme on this week’s Gallery is ‘rewind’ and Tara got me thinking about clubbing in the 80s and 90s. If I could rewind my life, I’d love to re-live those clubbing days. I loved clubbing in the 90s. I didn’t drink, I didn’t do drugs and I didn’t tart myself up. But I danced. I danced and danced and danced. I drew attention to myself because I had no inhibitions and I never ever stopped. Not...

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How many toilets?!
Jan28

How many toilets?!

When we looked around our house for the very first time, one of the first things that struck us (apart from having five bedrooms and a fabulous window which runs almost the entire height of the house), was the sheer number of toilets. FOUR! Four toilets! Almost one each. Or two each for the previous owners. There was one in the main bathroom, one in the ensuite, a downstairs loo and an upstairs loo. Did we really need that many...

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Proud Mummy (again)
Jan27

Proud Mummy (again)

My kids are forever surprising me and making me proud. I know they’re clever and talented, but they still keep doing things which stop me in my tracks and make me glow with pride. These last few days have been no exception. I wasn’t even there to witness these little feats, but they gave me full blow-by-blow accounts and I grinned like a maniac at how amazing they are. In November, years 5 and 6 did some sort of external...

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