I’m having a reflective moment. Taking a second to look around me and notice what’s going on,to have a good think about my two kids right here,right now. All too often I am trying to keep two steps,or two days,ahead. I can stand and look at my kitchen calendar and [...]
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I’ve decided this week that I’ve turned into a bit of an ostrich,sticking my head in the sand when it comes to what’s on the news every day. My head feels too crammed to introduce any new thoughts,new worry,new guilt. And I can’t cope with hearing about the horrible things that [...] Be honest. Are you a bit hairy? A wee bit? I think I’ve always had the potential to be a bit stubbly but that potential is now being realised,allowed to bloom,now that I’m 35. I think I may end up as one of those whiskery old women unless I keep myself in [...] Yesterday we had a great day enjoying my city’s festival;The Edinburgh Festival Fringe. We went to see ‘Stick Man’,my friend and I and our four kids. As I pondered whether we were about to spend 45 minutes watching a man dressed as a giant pepperami,I saw a familiar face pass me,[...] No tasting milk at security. No mad dash underneath the ropes to grab Baby P’s hood,choking her. No missing the pre-boarding slot whilst the boy has a last minute wee with the boarding passes in his pocket. No heaving handbag,weighed down with snacks,water bottles and take-off sweets. No little hands in [...] |   |
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