Disney World And My Bottom

I’ll let you in to a secret.  
I should be in Florida right now.  
I should be staying at a fabulous hotel in Disneyland, alongside 7 other UK bloggers, courtesy of Mickey Mouse.  I should be savouring the delights of sampling a holiday that is apparently accessible to families on all budgets.  I’d have been [...]

Queen of Flatpack

I am so proud of me.
Maybe its sad, maybe it’s girlie, but I am proud.
You see, today I bought a new TV stand.
For 3 weeks my TV has perched on an Ikea box table that was actually outside the house when we came here. (I cleaned it and de-spidered it, I promise.)
But no longer.
AND…
Even [...]

Is There Much Air in a Tomato?

Yesterday I was commenting to my friends Zan and Claire that Miss M was strangely less flatulent since we’ve moved house. But tonight, as I carried her to her room wrapped in a big soft towel, I felt the staccato rhythm of a burping bottom dappling my arm, and heard the usual machine gun [...]

The Rhythm of Life is a Powerful Thing

Rhythm of Life.
It’s a song.
This one…

They didn’t sing any of it in Welsh, but even so it’s blumming hard right? Amazing, but hard.
Miss E is 8. She is in Primary School. The oldest in that choir is 11 but most are between 8 and 10.
And they sang that song.
I am so proud [...]

A Big Bang and a Happy Ending

Once there was a little girl called Miss M.  She was small, with dark brown hair and sparkly grey green eyes, and when she walked she was so light on her feet it was almost a dance.
At the end of a long and bustling day, Miss M and her big sister Miss E were playing [...]

Today is a good day

This is a bit of an experiment.  Not in the test tubes and bunsen burners kind of way, but in the ‘Mr B set up my wireless for me’ kind of way.
So, I’m actually outside in my back garden.
I’m not sure how far into the garden this will work, but I’m hoping I can actually [...]

Too kn*ckered to think of a title

New record.
3.22am.
And then every hour till I gave up and fetched her milk.
So she is now asleep, and I will be following her.
Night night.
(Also too kn*ckered to think of a post – obviously)

Bjesus Bjork

It’s oh so quiet
It’s oh so still
I’m all alone
And so peaceful until……
Miss M wakes me up at blumming 5am and demands milk, cuddles and Little Mermaid II on my laptop.
Bugger.
AND
Why is it that when she does this she is still full of enough energy to play hard at nursery, walk into town, spend half an [...]

Tweet Tweet

Mop needed, quick.  
I am a puddle on the floor.  An extremely sweet smelling (of course), kind of pink and oozy shimmer of melted mummyness
Miss M: “Mummy are all de birds friends?”

You Want To Live In My House Don’t You?

This has been my job tonight.
I’m half way there but I’ve just spent 2 hours on the phone with one of my bezzie mates in the world ever, Miss Ju.  I can’t believe I’ll see her in June.  It’s been about 2 years since I last saw her but she still manages to be there [...]