Today I am really pleased to be guest posting over at NotSuperMum. NotSuperMum and I are fellow single parents as well as anonymous bloggers and so – I like to think - share something of a natural affinity. When she … Continue reading
Just before Christmas I spent an entire three days thinking I had scabies. I know. SEXY huh? I mean really, that is some seriously festive contagion. I fear I may be scarred for life. I have discovered that there are … Continue reading
In between my first and second dates with N, I went on three others. ‘Stack ‘em up, pile ‘em high!’ – that’s my online dating motto. I made it up. That is because I am a hopeless romantic. One of … Continue reading
Recently, despite being officially on a break (see here) I returned to my, ahem, beloved Guardian Soulmates in order to do what – if I was ever going to become an online dating guru and facillitate workshops on such things … Continue reading
A long time ago when I was still living with Mr S, eldest son had just started school and middle son was only a baby, we all moved together into the village where the children and I still live today. … Continue reading
It is time, I have decided, to take a looong break from online “dating”. The reasons for this are threefold: 1. It distracts me from other, much more important things, like writing and cleaning the oven on a reasonably regular … Continue reading
I am so so sad to hear the news of Amy Winehouse’s death yesterday. She was only 27 years old. And in a popular culture full of manufactured, plastic dross, Amy was the real thing. Her voice and the emotional … Continue reading
I hate olives. I loathe them. They taste like the particularly acrid semen of a man who doesn’t get his five a day. There, I said it. I have tried to like olives. I mean really tried. I have put … Continue reading
Lately I have been imagining my blog as a little baby bird, cheeping fretfully in its nest, all downy fluff and gaping beak: feed me feed me feed me! I have been a neglectful blog owner of late to be … Continue reading
It’s a funny thing, curiosity. It begins like a mild itch – the sort you scratch without realising – but then if left unchecked can escalate into something often described as burning. A burning curiosity. You may remember I recently … Continue reading
