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Random, as it suggests!
I have a confession to make. I love recipe books. Can’t cook. But love recipes books, and as I have mentioned in other posts I read them from cover to cover. A few months ago I was contacted by a lovely lady on Twitter who told me she had some recipe books coming out and would I like to try them. Well, hello? Of course I would! They duly arrived
When I read on Friday that this was the theme of The Gallery this week I thought it would be fun to show you Mr B and I. Our faces. Since you don’t get to see them very often. In fact when I started this blog I was pretty anonymous, and wanted to stay that way. Not only did I hate having my picture taken but when it was
What? I can hear you asking. What the heck is she going on about now. Badgers and the Samaritans? There is a link. Let me explain
I don’t meant the actual stick things I mean the club itself. The building. I cannot think of a more intimidating place to be. Ever. I would rather be in a communal changing room with a bunch of super models than in another golf club. Mr B had a golf lesson on Saturday, about an hour away, so I decided to go along for the ride (and in the vain
Ranty Friday is my baby. My thing. My weekly rant about something that has got right on my wick. It makes me focus on being ranty one day a week and not every day (which, believe me, would be possible). But this week I read an email that made me reply with “You just wrote this week’s Ranty Friday”. You see I was thinking the exact same thing and couldn’t
There is no Gallery theme this week as Tara is having a week off (good on her, I say) so I thought I would come up with something else. I am kind of in the habit of doing a photo on a Wednesday but was at a loss as to what to post. What do I do in these situations? I ask Twitter. If you follow me on social media
It happens to us all, getting old. As certain as taxes and the need to pee within five minutes of leaving the house, getting old will happen to us all (unless, well god forbid). My granny is in her eighties and until a year or so ago she was still walking into town, doing her own shopping and, generally speaking, was self sufficient. Despite a double hip replacement
There has been much debate on the school run now becoming the school runway. And I had no idea that I when I was asked to comment on what I thought about this new phenomenon for ParentDish last month I had no idea it would lead to me being on the Alan Titchmarsh show this afternoon. The original article is here: How did the school run become the school runway?
All the cool kids are doing them apparently. So it was only a matter of time before “Selfie” became the theme of The Gallery one week. And it seems that week is this one. Which is a coincidence actually. Because last week when we were on holiday I sat on the stairs one morning and took a selfie. My kids said “You aren’t taking a selfie are you?” “Yes, yes
This is a guest post, submitted by my lovely father in law Jim on the failure by BT to sort out their connection to BT Sport. It is woeful that something so simple should have turned into a farce. Here is the email I received this week: ********************** Following the strong advertising campaign by BT Sport we decided to take the plunge. In the second half of July 2013 my
I became a mum of two. Already a mum of a one year old daughter I became mum to a son. Born in Saudi Arabia where I was living. His dad was stuck in London on business (where I had been too as we were only due to be there for a fortnight and it dragged on) and I had made the decision to go back to Riyadh where all
Now before you go off on one I need to point something out right at the outset. This is not me saying that children should not be allowed on planes. Got that? I don’t want you thinking that this is me ranting about a crying baby disturbing my sleep on a night flight back from Barbados last weekend. That would be ridiculous, wouldn’t it? To suggest that children shouldn’t be