Dogs. TV shows. Tribunals. Poorly relatives. Exam results. Sore bits. Pandemics. Life has gone just a little crazy. But it got me thinking. The Funny Little Bungalow story has been neglected. Anyone might think we had finished it, and were now living in domestic perfection… Not true, exactly. I shall Read more
I washed my hair today. And applied a bit of make-up. This was in the daylight – unusual for me, because then I feel like the layers of stuff I have put on make me look a bit… like mutton dressed as a Bedlington Terrier. But this was all for Read more
Yesterday, mooching up the High Street in The Village, I suddenly realised that masks aren’t so bad after all! Because there I was, pootling to the Post Office when I realised that I was talking to myself. Again. I talk to myself a lot, actually. Often in accents (the favourite Read more
There’s a button on my toilet. A secret switch, if you like. It’s present on most toilets, actually, but is only activated if certain factors collide and align the settings. The button on my toilet is linked to a chip in my children’s brains. When all the factors collide, radio Read more
Well here we all are. Still. Muddling along. Adapting to this new, strange world. Nothing of note has happened. I mean, The Funny Little Bungalow is now rendered, which is actually far more amazing than I have fully appreciated as yet. That is progress indeed. Yet it seems to only Read more
So. I did the Readathon. I made a few quid, and I had a lovely email from a lady at my chosen NHS charity to thank me. I apologised that I hadn’t made several hundred thousand pounds. But she assured me that every little donation helps. And despite only having Read more
Oh the shame! The other day, I popped to the Co Op for milk. Just milk. You know, that essential item, milk. The small children, who could not be left at home with the teenager because she was otherwise distracted, were left safely in the car whilst I whizzed in Read more
The “Easter Holidays” are over and we are back to our new normal of trying to home school our children. It is not for nothing that I have shirked this option in the past. Whilst it may suit some (brave, clever…crazy…?) mummies and daddies in their normal lives sans Corona, it just Read more
In the last month, I have got to know my children very well. That may sound odd. But do we really know what they’re like, after they leave us and go to school? Who are they during daytime hours, when they are with their peers? How do they respond to Read more
Wednesday, 31st March 2020 was my mother’s birthday, and I awoke to messages on my phone telling me how a charming family of four (The Marshes) had produced a brilliant rendition of a Les Mis song, and it had gone viral. I watched the news the next day – and Read more