I have never doubted that I am a deeply privileged person, but my trip to the 1930’s certainly reminded me of that. You may have seen around the blogosphere that a whole host of bloggers (Marisworld, Mid30'slife, and meandmyshadow to name but three) have been trying to spend the day as a 1930’s housewife, challenged by Proctor and Gamble to see what it was like to keep house before the advent of washing up liquid and washing machines. I … [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...]
If tomorrow never comes…
will you curse my name for leaving you to deal with life by yourself? will you question everything about me? will you replay over and over the times that I didn't listen to you? Didn't help you? Didn't support you? If tomorrow never comes will you remember the feel of me, even when the dent in the bed has gone? will you smell the bottles on the bathroom shelf and conjure up an image of me? will you hear a song on the radio and weep … [Read more...]
Mother Love
I don't have that many pictures of my mum when we were growing up for the simple reason that she was always the one behind the camera. It doesn't matter that she's not always in the shot though, because she's always a part of the memory of that moment. That's something I always carry with me: the knowledge that my Mum is always there, whether you can see her or not. A rare shot of us with Mum One of the books I most enjoy … [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...]
Coloured rice and I spy bottles
I was looking around slightly vaguely for Kidling crafts on the interweb a couple of days ago when I came across these fabulous I-Spy-Bottles and just knew I had to make them. We spend every weekend in the car driving back and forth to the Kent Coast, and I am always on the lookout for easy ways to keep them entertained in the car. There's nothing worse than spending most of your journey twisting round from the front seat reaching for things … [Read more...]
Who’s the Mamma?
Muddling Along Mummy wrote an interesting post recently about the assumption that everyone on the internet is just like you, in which she said: But there are people I look at on the internet and I think ‘what?????’ Like the ladies on twitter who describe themselves purely as someone’s mother and someone’s wife – where are you? Where is your identity? Do you exist only as a reflection of someone else? And no I don’t tend to follow them. I … [Read more...]
