Tag: Mum
“oh, Desperados, Desperados, Desperados, Desperados!”. To be sung in a (badly) drunken Italian accent over the Christmas period when consuming far too many of the tequila flavoured fountain of life (a life with three kids […]
I am gonna be real, I survive on tea, wine, chocolate and 3 hours sleep on a good night and I like to remind everyone about it. There is also often lots of shouting. Like […]
It was a random Monday morning. The worst blinds ever bought by anyone in the world hadn’t by some miracle lost their grip in the night and whooshed up, so the room was still in […]
Sometimes I feel like I can’t relax. I feel like I have to be sensible and organised, at home, at work, in life generally. I’m the responsible one, I worry about money and I make […]
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