Making the living room liveable

This is our house.                                                                                                                                                This is me.             This is our budget.               And this is the workforce.               In hindsight, remaking the … [Read more...]

That photograph

Looking at it now, I wonder if it’s a bit cheesy. My 10 week old son, asleep in the arms of a stuffed orang-utan.  But five and a half years ago, I thought it was the cutest thing ever.  It’s hard to believe that baby is the same child who now plays football and Angry Birds, eats two bowls of cereal every day for breakfast and … [Read more...]

trailer park mum

‘Run!’ I scream as we charge breathlessly  through the school gates, the seconds ticking dangerously towards nine o’clock.  ‘Run!’  I scream again. J rushes towards the classroom, trailing his book bag and his oversized jumper, and almost tripping over his new dinosaur school shoes.  I follow breathlessly, hampered by my … [Read more...]

Letting go – again

At five and a half, he still doesn’t know about sex, or cancer, or calories, or North Korea. Though he has a reasonable knowledge of dinosaurs, earthquakes and volcanoes, and occasionally worries that one or all of them could pose a threat. He used to want to drive a dustbin lorry. But now, when he grows up he wants to be one … [Read more...]

Letting go – again

At six and and a half, he still doesn’t know about sex, or Syria, or cancer, or calories.  Though he has a reasonable knowledge of dinosaurs, earthquakes and volcanoes, and occasionally worries that one or all of them could pose a threat. He used to want to drive a dustbin lorry. But now, when he grows up he wants to be one … [Read more...]