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31st August 2017 Dear Future (wiser and more organised) Self, It's a day before the kids go back to school and I'm in a bad way. Not withstanding the fact that I am already experiencing withdrawal symptoms at the mere thought of being wrenched apart from my Precious Brood at the school gates, I am… Continue reading Back to School
I had procrastinated long enough. Summer, winter. Ready, not ready. It didn't matter. There was never going to be a good time. Hickory dickory dock. The tick tock of the clock was beginning to rattle my cage. I had avoided the issue long enough. Now there were only 39 days until B day and the number 3 was on my mind. But what could be… Continue reading Knicker-Bocker Glory
I often think how charming it must be to be you. A playful and usually petty challenge, you know how to woo your way out of anything with a tilt of the head and a flash of that cheeky, tooth-filled smile. Sometimes, often, always you have the ability to dissipate my despair and alleviate my… Continue reading A day in the life of you
Last night I had a dream. Actually, it was more of a nightmare. It wasn't one of my biannual titanic/terrorist/tsunami nightmares though. There was no crash....bang.....or water. But it was a nightmare, all the same. A nightmare that made my heart race. A nightmare that made me sweat. Sweating... as if I had something to… Continue reading Homework Hell