Baby Shoes, revisited 12 years on
I just found these in a box, alongside a picture of the little man in question wearing them. These were George’s first ever shoes. I saved them. I am indeed […]
A tatty old box full of memories
Yesterday I began the traditional New Year clear-out. You know, the one where you use stealth to remove the toys and games which graced previous Christmas stockings but are no […]
About the Boys
Things I love about the big ‘un:- the way his right eye goes all wobbly when he’s drinking with intent. So like his dad (wobbly genes?) the fact that he […]
Unfortunate Christmas incidents – the doggy v dolly ‘face-off’
Let’s go back to 1971 momentarily. I am an average 4 year old British girl, lover of all things pink, dolly-fashion-guru, and slightly shy, but since today is Christmas I […]
Christmas of yesteryear
I’ve been itching to drag this photo out, so thanks to Tara at Sticky Fingers for giving me an excuse! It’s such a terrible picture, but still makes me laugh, […]
Mothers, Brothers, Aunties & Grandmas = Family
Brothers I have a brother. If I had been allowed to grow my hair long enough for pigtails as a child, he would most certainly have pulled them. Or at […]
Swimming ‘sustificates’ & other mispronunciations
I am smiling. For two very good reasons. 1. My littlest Little Man has just received his very first award for swimming. 5 whole metres. Get in there, son! 2. As […]
