Mum (‘Life’s a Journey’ nostalgia Link-Up, week 55)
Welcome to year two of our weekly series of ‘link-up’ Posts which reflect on life’s journey, old memories and family stories (see below for more info). There is a point […]
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The Adventure Begins
This is my boy. He turns into a teenager next week. Bloody hell. How the feck did that happen? He is about to embark on life’s big adventure and he […]
Board Games (‘Life’s a Journey’ weekly nostalgia Link-Up, week 46)
This post is part of a weekly series of ‘link-up’ Posts which reflect on life’s journey, old memories and family stories (see below for more info). Yesterday I began the traditional pre-Christmas […]
A face made for kissing
I just wanted to take a moment to wallow in the unique feeling of Mother Love. You know that moment when a face is presented to you, full of concentration […]
I ain’t dead yet
Mother’s Day cometh. My eldest son just turned 12. My millennium baby has managed to suck up 12 years of my life without me hardly noticing the time pass. Was […]
Don’t forget to remember your Mother
I took my mother for granted, but it’s never too late to remember…. 1. The way she wore her make-up. Just lipstick & mascara. 2. Short-hand typing. Marvellous swirly foreign […]
Childhood’s Simple Pleasures
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 […]
Family adventures from Welsh Blogland. Day 1
Standing on this divine stretch of the Pembrokeshire Coastal path, surrounded by heather and gorse, I can see swallows hovering in the sea breeze and hear seagulls announcing their presence. […]
Making with Mother
Yesterday my 12 year old brought home one of those delightful surprises that so often come from school. Home made sausage rolls. It got me thinking about the amount of […]
Why you simply MUST SaveEveryStep
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 […]
Summer, a ball and a bat. Perenially sweet nostalgia.
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 […]
The sweet nostalgia of childhood family holidays
Now, here’s the problem. When you live in THE most land-locked city in Britain, i.e. Birmingham, you can look at holidaying in two ways. 1. We can go ANYWHERE, since […]
Joe is finally a hero
Meet Uncle Joe. I never did, by the way. He died many many years before I was born. I recall his photograph sitting on my Nan’s sideboard. It was, in […]
I love being a mummy
I have to confess that I took my mum for granted. Don’t we all? And then she went and died. Would that we could turn back the clock. If we […]
A weekend of lurv
It started with the romantic setting of Ripon Cathedral. A Wedding Fair in this historic and truly beautiful, impressive building. Now, what could be more romantic than a Wedding Fair […]
