Pandemonium in the Pews – harvest festival nostalgia
Harvest festival. Corn dollies, scarecrows and all manner of crafting entertainment for kids. The time of year that signals Autumn’s arrival more than any other. I can recall being no […]
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Letters home rediscovered, 1946
My home is stuffed with precious things. None more so than this small box of envelopes. After 65 years secreted away in a plastic bag, they were discovered by my […]
My baby’s eyes
All throughout my childhood I can remember people telling me that I had pretty eyes. These days it is hard to find them beneath the crinkles, and I have noticed […]
Bonkers for Conkers
We may not call it ‘Fall’ over here, but I felt all Chicken Licken this week when sharp prickly objects started dropping out of the sky in high winds. Yep, […]
Lego Love
Lego. A timeless crowd-pleaser. Now, to be honest, today’s Lego session was borne out of guilt. My little man has been kicking around the house all week trying to entertain […]
Family adventures from Welsh Blogland. Day 14
One of the family holiday traditions which I appear to have inherited by some kind of Osmosis is the arrival and departure ‘greeting’ ritual. Let me explain…..Every year from the […]
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. […]
Building my family a home
God, I am such a liar. This is not my home. THAT, down there, is my home. This piece of eye-melting loveliness is my fantasy home. It is a place […]
Kids get all snappy on me
I love photography. My husband loves photography. The camera is never far from someone’s face in our house. My sons are both showing signs that they have artistic tendencies, so […]
A tiny harvest for my love – blackberrying nostalgia
It’s blackberrying season! If you want to make a lasting memory for your children, go out and get them sticky and covered in scratches. No, seriously! Even if they don’t […]
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 […]
Jazz hands and home-made costumes
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 […]
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 […]
Memories of ElastiGirl skin
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 […]
The Guilt Monster – are you saving or shredding your kids’ memories?
“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. […]
