Alice has terminal cancer. She is 15 years old. Like any teenage girl, she has a wish list of things she would love to do. She has published them on her blog. Unlike them, she has limited time. I have two little girls, who are more precious to me than anything. I hope that if I were in Alice's mother's position, I'd be as amazingly strong, as clever, and capable, as Alice says, of doing anything: I think I'm going to have to ask mum … [Read more...]
No Child Born to Die
The trouble with the interweb is that it moves so bloody fast. No sooner had I been deprived by a cup of coffee of my connection to the World Wide Social Life than Red Ted tagged me. It didn't hurt too much, fortunately. I asked PD to draw a picture of herself when she is a Big Girl. She literally laughed in my face. "Mamma," she said, "I am three. That makes a Big Girl." Hmm. And now TiddlyOmPomPom *hums "Oh I do like to be beside … [Read more...]
Dog-proofing your child: a Guest Post
The Sardine Tin came up with what I considered to be an inspired idea: a Mystery Blog Swap. The issues I have been having with technology of late meant that I have had to wait until now to post some absolutely brilliant advice by.....you didn't think I was actually going to tell you, did you? Have a guess whilst you read*. Dogs and kids are a great combination, but these days there are less children than ever before growing up … [Read more...]
Wonderful, wonderful Bromley, and why I live there.
Where we live has nothing to do with me. Actually, that's not true: I found the house, but the reason we have a house in Bromley is down to a random conversation DH had with one of the boys at work one day way back when we were first dating. He had just finished doing up a flat he bought in Blackheath and we had been together for a couple of months, enjoying weekends together having breakfast on the balcony and lunches in the pub. He casually … [Read more...]
The Extraordinary people of Wootton Bassett
I had an other post scheduled for this evening but I have put it off. I have just finished watching a behind-the-scenes story of Royal Wootton Bassett, the Wiltshire town that made news across the world for the show of respect it has given to each and every member of the Armed Forces that has been repatriated after losing their lives in the ongoing war in Afghanistan and Iraq. I am overwhelmed with sadness and pride. Sadness that we have lost … [Read more...]
Five things I don’t want my daughters to know about me
The issue I have with the prompt by Ella from Notes at Home this week is that my mother reads my blog. There are always things you don't want your children to know about you and, given that they are as yet too young to read and use the interweb, I am confident that, were I to share my deepest personal embarassments with the entire world via the blogging medium, I would have time to edit the information. But my mother can read (in the right … [Read more...]
Home Made Mother’s Day
So, you've got about 48 hours left, Dads. I have to say that you are in luck because if there's one thing a Mother appreciates, after lie-ins and chocolates, it's stuff that has been hand-crafted by their precious offspring. So you still have time to whip up something to bring tears to the eyes of the woman who gave birth to your children. Or to you. For example, this tulip card is as simple as making a handprint and drawing a stem on it. No, … [Read more...]
