My husband thinks he’s joined MI5 or something, ever since we got the hen-cam. It’s helpful enough for him when I’m working away from home and he can keep an eye on the poultry comings and goings in our garden from his workplace, but when I AM home, I often have to ignore them pecking […]
It’s RUBBISH!
SON: Mum, are you driving me to school this morning? ME: Nope. Petrol shortage. Crisis thing. SON: Oh. Don’t we use gas in our car? ME: Don’t be ridiculous. And I also wish you’d stop saying things like ‘taking out the trash’ and ‘oh, look at the leaves, it’s Fall already’ and ‘I was on […]
GERRIT OUT ME YUR!
I’m not so sure that this happens as much to kids these days. But I had exceptionally thick hair – even my hairdresser hated me as a child. My daughter has inherited a barnet of busy-ness. So this is a serious list of Bad Things: BAD THINGS THAT GOT STUCK IN YOUR HAIR: 1. CANDYFLOSS […]
Past Chats
Son’s hair still looks like a bird nest and he’s just returned from a couple of days with the grandparents: ME: Nice time? What did you do? SON: Oh, they took me for my dinner at Morrisons cafe. It was amazing. I had a bacon butty with about 6 slices of bacon on it and […]
A Tale of Too Many Bobs
In the car with the 13 yr old. A song comes on Radio 2. SON: It’s funny, I always thought Bob Dylan was black. And then I saw a picture of him and he turned out to be white. ME: Eh? SON: And I like his music, but it’s a shame he hates women. ME: […]
Car Park Capers
Morrisons car park. It’s a little bit sweltering today. I’m jogging back to my car and there’s an older woman, unpacking her shopping at the car next to mine. I’m a bit worried that she’ll be the interfering, overly-judgy sort, so I decide to make a point about the fact that I’m not irresponsible and […]
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