It’s that time of year again. Another day to commemorate something or other incredibly meaningful. But this time it’s not International Day of Happiness (that was last week apparently), World Health Day (that’s next week, if you’re interested), or Global Wind Day (this one’s in June, if you celebrate making wind). No, today is all about Me. It’s Mothering Sunday, again. Gosh how quickly time flies. And this year is no different to the past 8 as Mum. Continue reading “Mothering Sunday: The T’s and C’s”
You don’t swear.
Apparently it’s unbecoming of a lady.
So when on the odd occasion you do blaspheme, we know it’s serious.
It really must be serious,
For Mums don’t swear. Or at least, we’re not supposed to. And certainly not in public. So that would explain why my propensity towards off-loading shit in a most foul-mouthed and profane manner is not something for which you take the credit. Bloody hell.
But Thank Goodness this isn’t all about me. Continue reading “65 Reasons”