Month: June 2020
I do not iron. Please don’t get the wrong impression, actively choosing not to iron doesn’t necessarily mean looking scruffy… I just hate ironing They say ‘hate’ is a strong word don’t they. So, on […]
I remember the days when my husband’s old ways would include baggy jeans that hung at his knees. Now he’s a Dad, gone is the lad, he wears trousers with belts and tools hanging down, […]
This one is for the first born, he’s had a rough couple of weeks and it’s not his fault. What kid isn’t struggling with it all right now? But I needed to remind him and […]
I want to offer reassurance (mainly to my Dad) that I am not foul mouthed. You see he’s offered up his concerns and questioned where on earth I have learned to swear like a mother […]
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