What has the solitary and sanitary act of blogging got to do with the intimate, messy business of sex? One you do by yourself in front of a computer and the other is an online diary. *Groan* Heavy-handed metaphor by banoootah_qtr via Flickr But actually the similarity exists and it’s to do with the affect a […]
Mum, Can You Wipe My Bum? By Vicky Arlidge
Things I’ve learned but wish I hadn’t
Boys about to discover that it’s really cold in there This week I made the rather surprising discovery that poo doesn’t melt or dissolve when washed at 90 degrees on a cotton wash. No. It tucks itself into the rubber seal and waits to pounce. This moment of domestic education led me to consider the other […]
Extreme parenting – motherhood doesn’t get much tougher than this
Children: It’s downhill from here If I could be bothered with video it would show my shiny face shouting into the camera and lots of zoomy, angled shots to try to create excitement where there is none.But I can’t, so tough.I thought I might share my current parenting challenges and some possible solutions.Move along there […]
Things intended to be funny, that aren’t.
Clowns The boys and I popped into Ikea for a meat-ball based lunch and found, to our utter disinterest, that it was a family day. That’s why there was a torn-faced clown wandering around spinning plates. Clearly bored riged, he tried to strike up conversation. The topic? Our local undertaker. Top Gear Three grown men […]