Cappuccinos, crocs with socks and celebrating life
My grandma used to knit. She could (sort of) knit anything. Scarves. Cardigans. Jumpers. She mainly was also a bit
Read moreMy grandma used to knit. She could (sort of) knit anything. Scarves. Cardigans. Jumpers. She mainly was also a bit
Read moreSky above. Sand below. Peace within. What makes you feel connected? Is it just connections with other people. Or is
Read moreWhilst I was trying to wrestle myself out of the car today until I realised I needed to actually undo
Read moreI’m going on holiday. I love my life. I don’t suffer from any mental illnesses (I don’t think) and I’m
Read moreDear daughter, It appears you are taking baby steps…away from me. It appears I am rapidly becoming redundant. (Well apart
Read moreAnd it’s all my mother’s fault… The beginning of the story: I ran away from home. The end of the
Read moreSo that was the weekend that was. There you are planning a silent Sunday. A day of mooching. A halcyon homage to
Read moreThe story of the hankerchief. Bear with me on this one. It’s a story of the humble hankerchief. And the
Read moreOld bints vs the rise of the pram army. Who would win? It’s a tough one…I was always brought up
Read moreLet the bank holiday chaos commence It’s just dawned on me, it’s the actual bank holiday weekend. A weekend greeted
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