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Rolling...

So enough of the wah-wah that we have no habitable home; the waiting continues. We have had a run of sunny weather which has contributed wel...

What's really going on...

Singing in the car to One Direction's entire back catalogue. Feeling wistful at the Zayn parts. Cindy Crawford in the Taylor Swift vide...

Lovely things...

Things that are lovely: Comments from strangers that say: thank you for writing what you write and the inherent comfort of the words: 'm...

Teen...

Hello. A version of this post also appears on the blogzine Selfish Mother . This teenage parenting business, it really sorts the wheat from ...

I wish that I could be like the cool kids...

Still looping and what better way to welcome the new year that to just (bloody well) get started?!! Seriously. In earnest. I read messages a...

The veneer...

The subtleties of life are never lost on me; the small ironies, the observations, the life theories. A theory I described to my husband yest...

Khaki...

Living in a vacuum, my Mum mentions the blue shoes to me, in passing. I bristle; found-out, my shopping habits exposed. I confess my purcha...

It's all about what it's all about...wait; what's it all about?

Another week; one without much writing in it, I am afraid. This, owing to the fact that my husband has been working from home and we share a...

In love, but not in love...

There is a willow tree that stands in our garden. When we first knew of this house, but did not own it (hell - do we even 'own' it n...

Autumnal lure...

The change of season is synonymous with change of clothes. Despite having enjoyed the easy-come-easy-go dressing of summer (what did the wor...

Rose-tinted...

I am the world's WORST at sentimentality. Every past event can have a nostalgic air for me, even events that are better put in the '...

Third child...

No, I am not having one! But I have always been kinda interested in people who do. My husband is one of three and having observed their fami...

Green shoots...

As Easter is so late this year it feels like we are headlong into Spring already. I can recall Easter weekends where we wore ski coats on ou...

Back and go-slow...

I am returned from the mountains. I had the best time; we all did - it was one of those glorious family/friends holidays where everyone got ...

How life goes - the January edition...

I notice that people either embrace the new year's resolution or categorically deny it; I am torn between the two. I also note that befo...

Becoming a Pinterest 'wisdom' board...

My friend Simone has written poignantly on her blog about her struggles to guide her 12 year old daughter through the myriad of challenges ...

Fall or walk on...

I am working on a monster, juggernaut of a project at work that is taking up every waking moment. The lack of balance right now is almost co...

What a difference a week makes...

Seems like overnight things went from lovely to downright hard. As if I could have prophesied it, the moment I took my eye off the ball - th...

Who knew how bittersweet this would taste?

I have to spend this time looking forward as I have a fresh start next week. However I instinctively want to look back at the last half-year...

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