In a bun dance

If I'm going to get something, I usually get it in spades - luck (both kinds), children, clutter, dirty laundry, bright ideas, daft ideas...

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50/365 Let the processing begin…

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My old food processor had started to make slightly strained squealing noises and smelling rather odd. But it just wouldn’t give up. Then one day Boy Two dropped the jug bit on the floor and it broke. Ooops. The food processor is dead, long live the food processor… there’s a new kid in town. One of my […]

49/365 Iced to see you

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This was the edge of the car roof this morning, snapped as I bundled Boy Three in to take him to nursery. I just love a bright frosty morning. My very favourite. If I could live somewhere guaranteed sharp and clear air with blue skies, I’d be off now. 

47/365 Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet

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It was another day at the coal face of the cutting edge of news today. I don’t suppose it’ll be very long before no one is doing this anywhere.One day, I’ll be able to tell all the young folk at the digital news dissemination hub, or whatever, that we used to put the words in […]

46/365 Not leaving on a jet plane

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The first time I left the house to take Boy Three to nursery this jet was scorching its way across the blue sky. The second time – ten minutes later – I was too distracted by the fact I’d had to come back for the boy’s forgotten bag. Wouldn’t it be great to be zooming off […]