Last year my eldest moved out to live with her boyfriend about a mile away. She's coped well with "real" life and has a steady job. His son visits once a week and she cares for him and copes with his other parent. This year my second daughter has chosen to become an Au Pair. … Continue reading Chicks, nests, da dee da
Once again life has settled from the hectic days we've endured. My youngest just turned 11 which is hard for me to get my head round. She's a great kid and seems to endure all the nonsense that goes on around her. My eldest, 20 soon, is settled with a young man in her own … Continue reading Back again
What a day! And it's only half past ten. It's Gill's late Mum's birthday. She was dear to us both but I always fear for Gill's mood on the day. As it happened she was ok and just changed her FB pic. Today is also a job interview for daughter no.2 and involved a long … Continue reading Busy day
I follow a wide range of folk on social media. It's what makes it useful and interesting I think. One of my recent favourites is Jack Monroe who is @bootstrapcook on Twitter. She is a whizz at finding very cheap ways to make very tasty meals. I don't know much about her other than that. … Continue reading Jack
Some things are hard to put into words. As a kid and even as a younger person we all know sadness. When things go wrong, when people die or friendships are lost that gut feeling of unhappiness, of weakness and despair is an all too familiar one. We learn to get over it. As you … Continue reading How are you, Dave?
Many things stick in my craw. It's probably part of the ageing process. I have learned to zip the lip over most things though because it's seen as irritating to comment on doors not being held open, dawdling shoppers with their bums stuck out as they lean on the trolley, and drivers who hit the … Continue reading Come ooon Karma!
So,here we are again. I started this blog on a different platform over 14 years ago. We were expecting Ashley at the time having got back together after a short split. The girls were starting school and we hated the house we lived in. I hoped to use it to get things off my chest … Continue reading Return of the Drivel