Cleaning up after the party you weren’t invited too. 

​In this blog, I moan about picking up after my kids (I hope this isn't just me).  ​​​It's been a while since my last blog and people keep asking where I've been. The truth of the matter is that I've been struggling to find my phone or laptop amongst the sea of mass produced plastic... Continue Reading →

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The Children’s Party Scene: what is life?  

Where has Aims gone? She's been gone ages. The awkward silence is now deafening, but I smile politely at the stranger I'm having the rapidly drying out conversation with. A feral looking child runs past, covered in chocolate. I want chocolate. Would it be wrong if I ask a stranger to hold this baby so... Continue Reading →

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