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  • The secret SAHM club….and other campfire tales

    So, here we are at the start of the school summer holidays. These are my first ‘proper’ holidays since I left work. It’s my first year when I’ve been truly free to do what I want (with the boys of course) and, while I am as skint as a flint, I have a good roll call…

  • Stitch!!!

    Stitch!!!

      I had to share…despite this blogs name it’s been a while since any true stitchery has graced the virtual pages of my life…but here, here is my latest creation. It’s a fundraiser for Little One’s pre-school. I was up ‘tail 3am this morning as today is the summer fair. My best friend, The Child…

  • Blowing in the wind

    Blowing in the wind

    …and it is. Blowing. I am sitting outside the boys’ room in Brixham listening to a gale outside and gentle breathing inside. Elder hasn’t slept well and I’m wide awake. So I thought I’d pop in and say hello. Hello. I’ve been doing the customary year end reflections recently. As you do. It’s been a…

  • starting out…

    starting out…

    Learning cartoons with Elder…

  • Proustian Preston

    Proustian Preston

    Memory is a strange beasty. The same memory can make you sad one day and happy the next day. Logic does not apply in the land of reminices. And quite right too. I’ve had a day of memories as i travelled Oop North to myUncle’s funeral. It was a testament to the man that, despite…