24th April 2017
How outraged are you, I mean really?
writing a letter

I'm outraged. Outraged I tell ya! Outraged by the amount of mock outrage there is on social media. It's nothing short of, well, outrageous.

What ever happened to being a little annoyed? A tad miffed? Moderately irked?

I might be wrong but I'm pretty sure this level of mock outrage is a modern phenomenon. It wasn't always such.

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4th October 2012
Reasons to be grateful

photo of luca black and whiteThis photo is so much more than the innocent face it depicts.

It was a beautiful winters day in early 2011 when we met up with my whole family in Lyme Park for an afternoon stroll.

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8th October 2015
Fickle Five to Sulky Six

Maybe I'm suffering from selective memory, but I don't remember having any problem dealing with the terrible twos. The threes were memorable only for their feral grunts, and by the time they'd reached four I'd largely become immune to their insolence due to sleep deprivation.

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26th August 2013
Unwelcome Guests

waspWe don't have any pets. Not officially.

I've never understood a dog being a man’s best friend. Well not this man. I choose my friends very carefully, and a prerequisite is that they don't need walking, feeding, or cleaning up after.

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8th September 2015
Culture, Sport and Sand Sandwiches

posing on the beachI've not blogged over the summer holidays. I'd like to say it was a self-imposed sabbatical, but that would be ignoring the hours sat sobbing in front of a blank screen calculating how many hours it was until school re-opened.

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13th July 2014
Camping la Croix du Vieux Pont

la croix du vieux pontI love everything about France, even if my last trip was memorable for very different reasons. But then who's not nearly been arrested for human trafficking at some point in their lives? Really, just me?

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30th August 2014
Are We Nearly There Yet?

A couple of days before our drive up to Edinburgh 'someone' left the keys in the car overnight and drained the battery. I'll not say who, other than to repeat a phrase I overheard Janet say to the AA man,

“... yeah, he's a tit!

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21st October 2014
Austerity bites

I admit I'm guilty of the odd rant. Mostly it remains in my head. Sometimes Janet makes eye contact and immediately wishes she hadn't. Occasionally it spills over onto Twitter, and rarer still onto my blog.

This one falls into the latter category so I can only apologise, but it's for good reason.

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13th February 2014
I'm Not a Fan of Snow

I'm not a fan of snow.

It all started back when I was seven years old. My sisters and I were having a snowball fight in the street.

At the time my Auntie was visiting from America with her then partner, Chad.

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18th July 2016
Through the Eyes of Another

The street lights flickered as if unsure what was expected of them. I found a bench beneath the most assertive and sat down.

A van approached, fast at first but significantly slower the closer it got. As it crawled past its engine called out to me, revving as if bereft of gears.

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