Of course there’s a monkey on the light fitting This morning has been something of a trial. Properly testing the little ship of equanimity I’d sailed out of my yoga weekend in. Huge gusts of crabbiness were threatening to dump me in the ocean of irritability.Then I realised. It’s just a game. Total Wipeout for […]
Considering the big stuff at the National Museum of Scotland
Curiosities at the museum Our other half term outing had me thinking about the big stuff. No, not that big stuff. The other kind.The “what’s out there?”, and “why us?” kind of stuff.Boys One, Two and I took the train to Edinburgh to visit the newly refurbished National Museum of Scotland. I’ve always enjoyed trips […]
Who would stop a little boy wearing a tutu?
The childminder dropped Boy Three off today, he’d had a good day. “I hope you don’t mind, but he was dressing up… he was wearing a pink sparkly ballet tutu.” Why on earth would I mind? “Some people are strange about it,” she explained. Now this is an entirely sensible childminder of twenty plus years […]
How Hairy McLary came to the rescue in a bad case of transitionitis
Each time my big boys come back from seeing their dad there is tension, in fact that’s something of an understatement – there is shouty, grumpy, tearful out-of-sortsy tension.It’s not that anyone does anything wrong or that there is any animosity. In fact it all goes fairly well, as far as these things go.But the […]