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Bonkers on Mothers’ Day
I am a big old prude, it’s fair to say. I don’t like discussing rudery, I won’t go bra-less and I hate it when I have to explain the excruciating facts of life to children – either my own or Read more
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Asbestos Hands
I want to correct something from my last post… It has been on my mind. I have started my new job this week. And – whilst I may have suggested I am “supremely overqualified” for it (how pompous!) I am Read more
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Moving House and Minchin
I hate selling houses. It seems like a good idea at the time and then – BOOM! Your home isn’t your own, the slightest scratch or dent in the paintwork is punishable by crucifixion and the hamster, who normally has Read more
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My Revolting Children
Showbiz update: Little Seymour Number Two is going to be Matilda in the school play! Number One is playing her mother. Meanwhile, I cannot stop watching Tim Minchin on Youtube,and wondering if he’d be as proud as I am, if Read more
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Socks
Where do they go? It’s the classic question that everyone asks. Unless they are hobbits. Or fish. Or maybe double amputees. Socks literally just disappear. Which is annoying, and curious. It’s not the world’s worst problem, unless the socks are Read more
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Pampering
On Tuesday, my day was thus: Shermanbury to Henfield, to Shermanbury to Horsham, to Shermanbury to Upper Beeding to Shoreham to Steyning, to Shermanbury to Henfield to Shermanbury to Cowfold to Shermanbury, to Small Dole to Shermanbury. Maybe this is Read more
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The Great PE Kit Fiasco
I have been a parent for a while now. Seventeen years, six months and twelve days to be exact. There have been many fiascos and cock-ups in that time. I am thinking in particular of an episode involving the garden, Read more
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Tally Ho…
There are are a lot of goings on at The Funny Little Bungalow. Never a dull moment, in fact. We are often leaving the house, and as I have mentioned before, this is usually a complicated procedure, that we should Read more
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Be More Mini!
It’s a new year! Crikey. How did that happen? It never ceases to amaze me how humans have managed to organise their calendar: how the 21st December is the shortest day in our country and it’s the same EVERY YEAR! Read more
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Boy Seymour’s Walk
Eleven years ago (according to Facebook), my son walked for the first time. He was ten months, two weeks and six days old. In October, after years of baffling the NHS doctors, we visited a private physiotherapist who declared that Read more