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Just when you think things can’t get any worse America elects that buffoon to be its President. A man who has previously stood for the other side. Who believes in whatever he thinks will get people talking about him. Who stands for everything every civilised person in the world disagrees with. A man who is nothing short of a bully. A man supported by the Klu Klux
I have just spent a weekend at a retreat learning that life is what you make it. That sometimes you have to make a bit of an effort to either take a much needed break or to have some fun. Or just to put the to do list to one side, put your feet up and spend time on the sofa with the kids watching a cheesy film or
I had pretty much given up on ever find a pair of boots that I could wear to walk the dog but then go straight to a meeting without having to change. Up until recently the only boots I had been able to wear in the winter were either ankle boots, which don’t really work with the leggings I live in during the winter, or wellies. Which
Shopping with teenagers is never a pleasant experience. Well not in my experience. There is either nothing available or there is loads but it is all out of the price bracket. Or out of stock. I rarely go out shopping with my teens anymore, even less so now they can all drive. It is a case of chucking cash at them and telling them I will see them
That’s it then, The Great British Bake Off as we know it is over. Done for this year, not on our TV’s next year and then starting up on Channel 4 in 2018. I shall miss it I shall also miss baking along with each week’s theme and joining in with Jenny and her Great Blogger Bake Off linky. From being star baker in the first week with
With a family getaway on the horizon, perhaps it’s time to take a look at the vehicle you intend on transporting everyone in to ensure it meets your requirements – and can fit everything you could possibly need inside. While the concept of changing your car for a family getaway might seem a little over the top, if you are intending on making the same sort of trip regularly in
As half term in October hits so does my realistation that there are now only two more paydays until Christmas. And that two things have to happen now. The first is that the usual monthly spend on household “stuff” has to now stretch to include extra Christmas food, drink and presents. And secondly I need to lose a stone in order to be able to collapse on Boxing Day
The irony wasn’t lost on me that as I read this article: Garbage about being amazing because we get up at 4am earlier in the week I was in fact lying in bed at 3am wide awake and resolutely refusing to get up. Because I didn’t need to. Nobody needs to get up at 4am. Unless they are feeding a baby Or Louise Minchin Or working shifts. You really don’t
It was a dark day yesterday. With the returning of a not guilty verdict in the Ched Evans Case it seems the British judiciary has taken a nasty turn. A man formally convicted of rape has had his sentence overturned by his lawyers throwing the victim under a bus. Lawyers paid for by his future father in law who has thought nothing of defending a man who has cheated
I was going to start this blog post with a bit about Unilever’s massive profits so I googled “Unilever Profit 2015” and up popped their entire published financial statement for the year. It made for interesting reading until I got to the point where the CEO said We are further strengthening our innovation funnel while shortening innovation cycle times, stepping up our digital capabilities and rolling out a global
This is another National Trust property that is just down the road from us and where we ended up on Sunday when I declared I was going out for an hour. Little did I know how steeped in history it was, and linked to one of my favourite children’s books of all time, thanks to E H Shepard. I wrote about him, and his drawing of the mill appearing
There’s wind on the river and wind on the hill . . . There’s a dark dead water-wheel under the mill! I saw a fly which had just been drowned- And I know where a rabbit goes into the ground! When my children were little I was ever so slightly obsessed with Winnie the Pooh. With the stories, the poems, the friendships in the stories, and the illustrations.