How can I possibly be 50? 40 was old enough and that was only 10 minutes ago. They’re right, though. You don’t feel any different inside. Can I pick 28? That was a great age. Between puppy fat and baby fat! So, if nothing has changed in the last decade, how come the all the […]
The best blogs are about making you feel that you aren’t alone in your secret little shame. You read them to feel better about feeding your children toast three times a day, cleaning your bathroom with your dirty knickers or fancying Tyrion Lannister. That kind of thing. This one’s about the books you pretend to […]
Most of us love our mums and are reasonably confident that our children love us too – even when they’re being ungrateful little rats who don’t see why they should put their own soiled clothing in the laundry basket. After all we are mothers every day of the year, not the one where we […]
I see you, teenage child. With your swagger and secrets. Sticking your flag in new territories. Of course, I’m boring. Show me a mother who isn’t. It’s our gift. To you. A life solidified – a crash mat made of person. Ready for your ungrateful bounce.
If I’ve learned one thing it’s this: Don’t trust a lid. It will only let you down. Never put your dignity in the hands of a little lid. Or a big one. Don’t let a disc of plastic be all that stands between you and discovering how much soup looks like vomit when it covers […]