At 7.30pm the siren sounded sending the childers into a nervous state of excitement; screeching with delight they all ran into the bathroom which isn’t exactly the safe room but it was where I was, bathing their sister. Daddy came in too and little brother was shouting ‘emergency, emergency’. No. 1 son was busy explaining that…
A Tale of Two Bootcamps
We are a house in recovery, I am recovering from my first sports injury, my husband is recovering from a gruelling week in the army and the children are re-adjusting to having daddy back home. I would say that I far prefer my bootcamp to hubby's. Mummy bootcamp. So to the injury, not only is…
Though you may be far away, we think of you
Granny and Grandpa magically arrive on an enormous aeroplane, we get to screech and jump on them at the arrivals hall of the airport and they bring presents. Lots of presents. Kitted out in our new clothes we listen to them reading us the new books (in English), play with the new toys and slowly but…
Run with the dogs tonight
By the time you reach the grand old age of 40, have children, a family car and some kind of pet you will probably also find yourself living in suburbia. No, you initially won't want to, you prefer the bright lights of the city or the simple living of the remote countryside but there's a good…
Roll up for the mystery tour
It's that time again when I am about to expose myself, my lack of knowledge and my inability to retain information. It's time to take a trip north with overseas visitors. These visitors are not 1st timers so I can't use my usual trick of talking a lot and saying very little, they are also…
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