Hurrah for me – today I got my second child to technical adulthood. Boy Two turned 18. I’m a tremendous mother, only one more to go. This will undoubtedly be a memorable birthday because instead of the usual, ahem, first drink in a pub, he’s having a zoom party in his room. He did, however, […]
What I learned about gender, birthdays and happiness lately.
Boy guinea pigs do poos that are nearly double the size of girl guinea pig poos. Boy Two’s money earning enterprise stretched last week to the care of a pair of guineas called Fred and Ginger. Mostly we spent the time amusing ourselves by anthropomorphising the cross-kitchen gazes. ‘Ooh, Cheerio I don’t half fancy you. […]