Monthly Archives for August 2011
Shouting
This week has seen me shout. A lot. Miss P decided to really ramp up her tantrums until I’m fairly certain that our neighbours have social services on speed dial, convinced we’re doing awful things. The girl can scream. … Continue reading
This week looked like…
A busy week has meant that though I have a number of posts floating around my head, they haven’t quite made it on to the screen. It’s now Sunday evening and I’m tired. Have a snapshot of my week instead… … Continue reading
Looking for a map
Do you ever feel a bit lost? A bit unsure of who you are any more and not entirely sure where you fit in? It’s a feeling that’s been bubbling under the surface for a while now and seems … Continue reading
Tat or treasure? Depends on your point of view.
My Mum has been having a sort out. In other words she’s fed up of things falling on her head when she opens the cupboards and thinks it’s time that I had some of my (and other peoples) crap … Continue reading
The weekend has been spent…
Meeting up with a much loved and very much missed friend after nearly a year. Discovering that Miss P is travel sick. Soaking in a lovely hot bath until I turn pink. Swinging between thunderstorms with torrential rain and brilliant, … Continue reading
