Britmums. Live. Da, da, DAH!!! (for the Croods fans amongst you )

Britmums. Live. Da, da, DAH!!! (for the Croods fans amongst you )

Yep. In 5 days time it’s Britmums Live. And this year I am a butterfly. No, not literally, but there to smile and chat to the more apprehensive amongst you and assure you that we are all the same. Some might seem louder, but that’s just compensation for nerves. Crap. I’M nervous and I’m a [click here to read more]

Man-flu

Man-flu

If I were a man, I would be outraged at the blatant sexism in this title. But it’s true; I have man-flu. I’m dying (I’m not) My head is about to explode (it’s still intact) I can’t smell anything (except the kids’ chipolatas cooking – is there a spare one?) I can’t taste anything (except [click here to read more]

Come What May

Come What May

May always makes me reflect on times gone by. Even the word has a vintage quality to it; in my head I think of maypoles and dancing and suddenly I am Tess of the d’Urbervilles catching the eye of Angel Clare on that fateful Wessex morning… It feels pagan, natural and grounded.   For me it [click here to read more]

BlogCamp

BlogCamp

Last weekend I ventured north to Birmingham to attend my first BlogCamp run by Tots100. Rather indulgently, I went up the night before and stayed in a lovely, old-fashioned (but in a good way) hotel in the Burlington Arcade, just a kitten’s sneeze away from New St Station, Primani and one of the loveliest Waterstones [click here to read more]