I am not a sodding potato
No don’t pull that face. Don’t do what we all do when the adverts come on TV, and hit the fast forward. Bear with me for five minutes because we need to talk about tyres. Chances are you drive a car, or travel in a car with your family on a fairly regular
A couple of weekends ago Mr B said to me at lunchtime on Saturday “What do you want to do today?” My response was instant: “I don’t care, I just want to get out”. I love working from home but sometimes, particularly at the end of a week when he has been away and I
I think. I haven’t decided yet but I am seriously considering it. I will be honest and say I wasn’t thinking about any such thing until recently because, well because I already have a job! And a blog. And a family. And I spend so much time whinging about not having enough time to do
Have you ever heard of sideways disinheritance? No? Me neither! I was chatting to a company called Bespoke Support Network this week and found out that unbeknown to over 75% of the population your children could be disinherited when you die. Now if you’re like me and everyone else, you probably weren’t aware that
I wrote about this phrase four years ago: Lessons to be learned in the wake of the Baby P case. “Lessons will be learned“. And yet here we are, with a different situation four years later but still hearing the same phrase being trotted out. I am sick of it. How many more
Is here! World Gin Day is here. And if you will excuse me whilst I say “thank feck for that”. What a week. What a sodding week. And it is not getting any better is it? I have a bit of a “no politics” rule at home because we are all often
Dear BBC Like many people on Saturday night I was just thinking about taking the dog for a walk before going to bed when a news alert popped up on my phone that there was an “incident” developing at London Bridge. We all know that “incident” is not a word used lightly these days
I was actually planning on talking about gin made in Manchester last week, after we spent the weekend there for BlogOn and Mr B’s birthday but I didn’t get around to finishing the post and then, well, world events overtook us all and writing about Manchester gin somehow didn’t feel appropriate. The
