It’s lovely to appear on a list in such good company. I already love following Rock ‘n ‘Roll Mum and Man in his Pyjamas. Both are brilliant. The other parenting blogs look really good too, and it’s always nice to find new blogs to follow.… read the full post.
It was a beautiful winters day in early 2011 when we met up with my whole family in Lyme Park for an afternoon stroll. Little did I know I was on the brink of a complete breakdown.
A seemingly endless stream of stresses and trauma over the preceding months had left me struggling to cope, and not long afterwards I had my final meltdown into mental illness.… read the full post.
Every few years we have a weekend away with our extended family of Bryce/Mackies. The Mackies head South of the border, and we drive North until we meet half-way; in a beautifully converted barn in the Lake District.
As kids we’d spend countless school holidays in Scotland with our cousins, so it’s wonderful to be now sharing those experiences with our own little ‘uns.… read the full post.
Just in case I have to apply for a job in the future and need to explain my appearance on some council register it’s probably best that I put today’s ‘incident’ on record.
Every Friday when we hear the bin lorry reversing down the road panic ensues as I grab the last bag of rubbish from the kitchen and dash outside.… read the full post.
When I was asked to participate in a bloghop for the World Vision #Lostchildhood campaign it got me thinking about my own childhood and how fortunate and carefree it was. That’s a lie, my first thought was bloghop, what the hell is a bloghop (I’m so socially media inept it’s frightening!)
Before I lose you with my own bleary eyed memories, the purpose of this post is to highlight the gulf in differences between our own childhoods and those of youngsters around the world who don’t even know the meaning of the word childhood, let alone share in any of the joys each one should include as a guaranteed minimum entitlement.… read the full post.