My boys aren’t angels, far from it. They have more than their fair share of rude and revolting moments. But today one of them was greeted by an adult’s appalling ignorance. Boy Two and his little friend G were playing one of their endless and elaborate games in the garden. It involved a trampoline and […]
The mysterious tribes of Scotland
Yesterday morning when I dressed the Third Boy, I made a decision. I rejected his cute new t-shirt – Disney’s Pluto on a green and white striped background – in favour of a nondescript multi-coloured affair. Why? Because we were off to the centre of Paisley on a Saturday morning. So what? You may well […]
Why I’m up for the World Cup
Things I’ve learned from World Cup 2010 My chum Ladyblablahs blogged about the fact that her World Cup is not running over which put me to pondering… Vuvuzelas and cat bells have a similar function. The vuvuzela may end up being the lasting legacy of this year’s outing. It’ll go on the souvenir shelf with […]