Here we are in the quiet between the unwrapping and the overeating. And as the rest of the world seems to feel compelled to write a festive message, usually, because I’m contrary, I don’t bother. Instead, I’ll tell you a story. Once upon a time ((the day before) yesterday), a dashing prince (the Panther) and […]
Seeing through the brain fog – dropping another clanger
Things I’ve learned from guinea pigs
Ignoring the wrath of the critics, yesterday everyone from the Palace of Bundance went to see Cats. Our local picture house has been tarted up and now has the most enormous reclining seats, so we’re happy for any excuse to stretch back and stuff our faces. My cinema snack of choice is the pretend cheese […]
Put your own oxygen mask on first
Today, the last Saturday before Christmas is normally reserved for either frenzied elbow jabbing in the shops or equally frenzied searching of the house because I can’t remember what I bought or where I hid it. If I’m really out of luck, I do one followed by the other. Not today. Today, the prime weekend […]
Where was the last place you had it?
That, along with ‘just tidy up and you’ll find it’ or ‘retrace your steps’, are what my children hear every time they mournfully tell me that they’ve lost something or, worse, that ‘it’s gone…’. Apparently, among the many other things that mothers are supposed to be is the role of Finder, Rememberer and Keeper, particularly […]