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Random, as it suggests!
Did you hear about the guy last week who wrote to his three children? He signed it off “… bitterly bitterly disappointed, Dad”. Here are my thoughts on why you should never tell your children you are disappointed with them. I read that and the first thing that I thought was that he needs to take a good look at himself as a father. Surely any parent who writes
Well it wouldn’t be Christmas without some board games, would it? Part of Christmas law to play games and have a row about somebody cheating or playing by different rules. I remember as a child we often had Christmas with another family and they introduced us to a game called Pass the Pigs. A very simple game where you simply throw too small pigs and depending on how they land,
So last week I did a Gallery post of my own since Tara hadn’t set a theme for us to link up to. I picked “Eyes” as she was off having hers lasered. A posted a pic of our cute dog Cheeky who has the best puppy dog eyes ever. Tara this week, unsurprisingly, has gone for Eyes as the theme. Which leaves me needing a new pic
This is a bit of an odd post but one I have had in my head that I wanted to share with you. To explain I guess. A long time reader left a comment on a post recently about my reviewing an expensive item and that made me stop and think. Which in turn sparked my wanting to explain how I blog. And what I blog about. This is
If you are not a blogger you will think this is going to be some post about me and juggling. It is not. If you are a blogger then you are bound to have heard about Multiple Mummy, also known as Kerry. For those that don’t know, Kerry is a mum of three who, at the end of July, suffered a haemorrhage after a ruptured aneurysm and has been
Yes you heard that right. Bra Bunny. A bunny for your bra (well only if your a woman, obviously. Or if you are a man who likes to cross dress, which is fine of course, this is 2012, after all) This is what I am talking about: Bra Bunny Just why? Why would you want this poking out of your bra? Are you meant to wear it all day? At
Twitter seems to be in the news a lot recently. Or more accurately, causing the news. We all know about the storm surrounding whether or not a certain gentleman was libeled by Twitter users and a certain current affairs programme. I am not getting into that argument, for argument it is and I don’t want his name on my blog and to possibly get dragged into the row.
There is no theme for The Gallery this week as Tara who hosts it has dumped us all (selfishly) to go and have her eyes lasered. I am teasing, she isn’t being selfish at all, it’s an amazing opportunity that Optical Express offered 21 bloggers to mark their 21 years of doing eye surgery. So I have decided to take it upon myself to come up with a non-theme because
I am pitching this to you as a new TV programme. Don’t you think it would be awesome if all the contestants were bloggers, not C list celebs? First of all, we would do every single trial. We wouldn’t wimp out of any of them. I know this because the voice in our head would be saying think of the blog post you are going to write after this one
. I just wanted to say Happy Birthday because today would have been your 50th. Is your 50th. Is. Sorry for singing to you at just gone midnight. I had been on the Pimms in a tin and I really shouldn’t drink on an empty head. So here you are, on my blog because I can’t send a letter or card to you. Well, it takes a week
Bear with me a minute whilst I explain something, I need to take a deep breath Right…… I saw this list on Nickie’s blog, and she was linking up to something she had seen on Kate’s blog, who in turn had seen it in the Guardian. Phew Got that? Feels a bit like “my sister’s boss’ girlfriend’s aunt’s next door neighbour” but I think we got there…. Annnnnnnnnyway as
Oh my word. This is my decade. I left school in 85 (shut up saying “how old?”), I went to college, I got my first job as a nanny, and had a career change to secretary. I fell in love. I fell out of love. I remember Live Aid. I taped the whole thing on TDK tapes. I went to my first live concerts. Music became a big