‘Life’s a Journey’ series. Week 3 – Earliest writings, by Helen
Last week in the series we looked at your old school portraits. I apologise for saying this, but quite frankly some were just nasty! This week we are taking a […]
Last week in the series we looked at your old school portraits. I apologise for saying this, but quite frankly some were just nasty! This week we are taking a […]
Oh poop. It’s here. At almost-45, I can’t really deny that I’m firmly entrenched in middle age. I mean, I literally did the maths. 45 x 2 = (oh crap) […]
It’s a new year, so time, thought I, to start a more regular series of posts to this family stories Blog. As you know by now, my obsession is the […]
Recently, my small, wise 4 year old child achieved a milestone. He got a new scooter and he learned the art of balance. It was a little tiny jump into […]
So I am sitting here looking at pictures of my kids. I am wondering whether there was a time when my own mother did this very same thing. No computers […]
My name is Helen and my mum died 5 years ago. So why haven’t I changed my phone to read ‘dad’ instead of ‘mum’ against their number? I cannot bring […]
Ah, the old school play. Yawn. My mother must have spent countless hours numb-bummed and restless, sitting through the performances of every other parents’ children, waiting for my brief and […]
Mum, 1950, aged 15. Back row, 3rd from right. Last week I took my eldest son to his first ever Rounders match. For those of you watching in Black and […]
Oh Crap, I appear to be getting old. I no longer understand Tweet messages. Sometimes. Quite often. A lot. It’s not that I hadn’t noticed, but to be quite honest […]
“Pleasure is the flower that passes. Remembrance the lasting perfume.” Jean de Boufflers There are certain parts of being a mum which are, let’s be honest, a real turn-off. 1. […]
“Whatever a man’s age, he can reduce it several years by putting a bright-coloured flower in his button-hole.” Need a little help making your family photos reflect your family life […]
As long as you avoid mirrors (and bathroom scales), I have found that I can still keep up the pretence of feeling the same way as I did at 25, […]
Last night there was a meeting for all parents of 4-year-old soon-to-be-going-to-school children at our local Primary school. My husband was stuck in London (harumph) so I went alone and […]
First off, it’s important to warn you that, like shopping at the supermarket, you should never write a Blog on an empty stomach. Especially one that talks about food. I […]
My son is 11 years old and it is SATS week for Year 6 kids. Now, being a boy who is already under the influence of mild testosterone surges (that’s […]