It is no secret that I love most things to do with the Eighties. However, it is a decade which divides opinion – some believe that it was the time when the UK became a more modern, forward-looking country while others feel that it had brought nothing but misery for millions of
Friday 13th - my original birthday and my birthday today. Says it all you might think. Original birthday - an unwanted baby already destined for children's homes and "farming out" as a school peer once described my adoption. Then lots of lovely birthdays with my adoptive Mum and Dad. I was with them
As a mum to a 9 year old daughter, I am so pleased she in hanging on to childhood and not wanting to grow up too quickly. I like to think this means that we have got the balance right between encouraging her to be more independent but also to
The Don't Quit poem has a powerful message for anyone who is struggling a bit. I first came across the "Don't Quit" poem when I was at college. I put a poster of it over my fireplace in my room. What traumas I was facing at the time I do not recall.
Check out yesterday's post if you want to join in with my fun idea based on the "I'm a Celebrity" television programme. I was asked by several bloggers for my own answers to the questions posed. 1.What one thing about being a parent makes you scream “Get me out of here!” Right
OK, so I’m a Celebrity, Get Me Out of Here has hit our television screens again. So I thought I would have a little fun with blogger friends old and new and start a new meme type thing. I will tag a few people, hope they join in and pass on
My tween son has reviewed Tesco toys. We were delighted that our youngest son was chosen to take part in the Tesco Toy Team after the casting day I blogged about yesterday. He loves to perform and always has plenty to say. We think that is why he was selected although as
If you asked a child, what their dream role would be, I imagine Toy Tester would be right up there. My family were asked along to try out some Tesco toys just in time for Christmas. They had such fun looking at a huge variety of toys. We were really impressed that after
A mum wakes in the middle of the night Away from home She glances around and sees her family Husband and 3 slumbering babes She sighs contentedly And then it comes She wakes up properly Her husband dives out of bed Two boys look bleary-eyed Confusion A rush A recognition that this moment has been long practised for It needs to be
The theme for the Gallery this week is November. November's theme for our family has involved a lot of job-seeking activities. Every day has involved trawling job sites. Most days have involved sending off application forms and CVs. In November, most week days have seen job interviews all over the country.
I am joining in with the Gallery for the first time in ages. The theme this week is Nature. I love getting out and seeing the natural world. I love to be in wild woods sharing my late mother's love of trees. When I need to get things in perspective, I head
I am half hoping nobody reads this as I feel awful about keep going on and on about the tough stuff.I know so many people are facing harder times but we are struggling a bit to keep upbeat all the time with this so-and-so ing redundancy situation.We have both had
Here is my poppies poem dedicated to the Royal British Legion after their harsh treatment of my husband and our family. It is of course inspired by Wilfrid Owen's poem. Hard-working, totally committed to the task Flexible, working for clients, he put in extra hours Until people distant from the frontline turned their
We have been having a tough time.Suddenly, we have a tiny glimmer that we hope might turn into a big shining light.I can't say much as I am so scared of tempting fate. It may yet come to nothing.Suffice to say, if the glimmer is more than that, our lives
Why do I feel so bad about poppies this year? Why will I not wear one and why does that bother me so much?I was brought up to respect veterans and current service people. My grandfather was at Gallipoli and had his leg shattered in World War One. My own father