I do not like princesses. Sorry. I’m not massively keen on fairies either. But I really don’t like princesses. As a 40 year old stay at home mum living in Yorkshire I very rarely come across royalty, either real or fairytale, so to date it has not been much of an issue. Until now. Now […]
But no one does. Because let’s face it we learnt the hard way so why shouldn’t everyone else? Basically children are like cakes – it’s all in the timing. (Does this analogy work? I have never baked a cake.) Anyway timing. Before you have children you are seduced by idyllic scenes of family happiness. The […]
You know those mums? Yeah those mums. The ones that look down their noses at you and your snot covered offspring. The ones with a tribe of picture perfect children all wearing immaculate Breton tops and snacking on hummus and crudités. The ones who can’t help but brag about how wonderful their children are. How […]
Allow me to introduce myself. Like you I am 41 years old and I also fantasize about James McAvoy wearing britches. Unlike you I am not dead, I own my own property and despite being unmarried, I have 2 children. ( I know get the smelling salts out.)
I couldn’t find you on Facebook or Instagram where I looked for you posing for selfies in a fetching bonnet. Maybe that’s because you have been dead for over 150 years – I’ll check Myspace.
I am writing to apprise you of the political furore you have unwittingly stirred up. Whip out your fan, my dear and get ready to hide your blushes.
You are going to be on the £10 pound note.
Totes amaze! That is some hot bonnet there lady!
My daughter is clever, bright and funny, she will be 3 years old this month and I have absolutely no control over her whatsoever.
For a year now potty training has been a niggling thorn in my side. Friend’s children were ‘done’ at 2 but I was desperate to not be the competitive mum. To be happy whatever happened. To not put pressure on me or her.
Which you must admit is a lovely idea.