The magnificent 7
This blog is very much a small fry, cottage Industry type of affair. Even since I’ve been part of the Mumsnet Network I’ve had very modest traffic and tbh that suits me (most of the time, occasionally I fantasise about world domination). The regular readers are a small but perfectly formed bunch. Which makes me…
Look what I can see. Sometimes commuting isn’t so bad.
Is there an echo in here?
To the Cotswold Water Park with three girlfriends, escaping mothers all, for a night in a lovely hotel, good food and a little too much wine. What a shot in the arm. I actually read (Caitlin moran’s recent tome) , swam, knitted and chatted. Marvellous. You really do not realise the sheer lack of me…
All flounced out?
Part 2…I think I’ve just ruined a perfectly good, if small, maxi dress… Gulp. So, I made some binding with the fabric chopped off. Then sewed it on round the top to make pleats of the gathers. Then I hacked off the bottom tier to make a ruffled edge. And here’s where I’ve got to.…
We’re all in this together
Reach for the top. That’s what we are all told as we grow up. All those teenagers waiting for their exam results (not looking forward to that phase, oh no) are hoping for great grades, many wanting to go on to university and challenging careers. I did. I worked hard, went to a prestigious uni…