Summer Holidays. Days out or Days in?

And it’s here. The summer holidays.   6 weeks of uninterrupted fun, frolics, laughter, disagreements, arguments, fights, hair pulling, head holding, shouting and nervous breakdowns. But to break it up a bit we will be including a handful of days out. Now I’m not really one for days out, and honestly neither are the kids.  MaybeContinue reading “Summer Holidays. Days out or Days in?”

Guest Post !!!

Today I have a treat for you. Victoria Hulmes, aka Mummy0kids1 for those who want to find her on Instagram, is not only a gifted writer who has a real way with words but is also my dear friend. That made me sound like I’m 88 years old but she really is dear to me,Continue reading “Guest Post !!!”

The Joys of a Septic Tank

In our house it’s quite a regular occurrence that we might have a slow draining sink or a blocked toilet, and not because our shits are any bigger than anyone else’s but mainly because we live out in the sticks and have a revolting septic tank. Sidenote: For anyone unsure of what a septic tankContinue reading “The Joys of a Septic Tank”

A Prod, a Poke and a Grope.

When I found a breast lump last year, time momentarily stood still. There were a few different ways this could pan out so before I let my imagination run wild I rang my doctors who were super helpful and surprisingly quick off the mark in securing me an appointment at the breast clinic within a fortnight.Continue reading “A Prod, a Poke and a Grope.”

Lash Lift Shit Show

It’s rare I treat myself to any kind of professional beauty treatments.  Partly because I do them at home to spare the expense but also because I have trust issues where my face is concerned.  If a beautician buggers up your face they might feel regret but at the end of the day it won’tContinue reading “Lash Lift Shit Show”

Do I Forgive You? Hmmm, yeah go on then.

Ever accepted an apology you never actually got?  For example, from your Husband that is a stubborn old goat and a massive bellend at times, especially when he does tricks like going to the pub after work with his mate, rings you for a lift and then after you’ve decided to stay for an hour,Continue reading “Do I Forgive You? Hmmm, yeah go on then.”

Dressing Gown, Crocs and a Nasty Surprise at the Petrol Station

I’m not very good at keeping my car full of petrol.  I just can’t seem to get to grips with making sure it never falls below half so that I never find myself in the unenviable situation of sweating out of my face in a mad panic wondering if I can make it to theContinue reading “Dressing Gown, Crocs and a Nasty Surprise at the Petrol Station”