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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52/365 Colour changing mystery

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I hate not knowing how things work. Much as I would like to believe in magic, I know I’d spend days googling “explain the invisibility spell” and “how does prince to frog really work”. So today something as simple as a candle has caused me much vexation. In the shop it was clearly marked as […]

51/365 Me and the troll

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There are days I know exactly how this little creature feels. I have so many ideas – things I want to write, thoughts to create things from – that they feel like they could push the top of my head right off. It’s not going to happen, so you don’t need to keep edging away from […]

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.