Blurb from back cover A group of naked and ragged survivors emerges one year after going missing on a field trip to an uninhabited Pacific island. All but one of the women have conceived and three of the party, including the group leader, are missing and presumed dead. In the …
Well, that was weird. Two days without any non-work-related internet. I think two days without internet at all would be easier. In fact, will presumably be coping with a whole week without it, when we dash off to France next Saturday (or the Saturday after next, if you are my …
The bag with the Tetra-Pak cartons in has completely disappeared. The only thing I can think that has happened to it is that it ended up being put out with the recycling on Wednesday. Since our council doesn’t collect Tetra-Pak cartons, I assume it will have gone in the bin …
I was woken at 1am by Rosemary screaming ‘There’s a spider in my room! Help!’ I rushed through, to find her standing by her bed, with the covers on the floor, shaking. I sat on the bed and picked her up, cuddling her and saying ‘It’s OK. It was probably …
I love mornings. I do moan a bit if I haven’t had quite enough sleep but, for the most part, I am definitely a morning girl. As is Rosemary. Quite often we sit and chat for a bit in her room, talking about what she did yesterday or what she …
Quick, quick, Timothy Goes to School is on. We played for about 45 minutes. Not entirely sure what we played, but it involved going on a bear hunt, rescuing bears from crocodiles, having a picnic with bears and tigers, having a sleepover with a bear, reading some stories and playing …
It’s Recycle Week next week and I’ve been tagged by a whole bunch of people (Jo Beaufoix, Maternal Tales and Potty Mummy and quite possibly others, too) to make a pledge and do some other stuff. My pledge is here. It’s something I’ve wanted to do for a while, but …
The latest topic at nursery school (and will soon be a topic at playgroup, I believe) is ‘Don’t talk to strangers’. This worries me. Perhaps because I grew up in the idealised seventies, when children would just go out to play in the street with their friends. When, at the …
This is a quick post from Victoria Station (courtesy of McDonalds’ free wi-fi). I will add proper links and so on later on/tomorrow. Had a lovely time, and managed to talk to most people, though not everyone. I met Emily of Maternal Tales, Potty Mummy, Part Mummy Part Me, NixdMinx, …
So, I talked to another playgroup mum today, a little. We were walking up the hill at the same time. We quite often cross paths on the way to playgroup, but usually only muster a tired smile, or an occassional ‘Hi’. Today, I managed to supplement the smile with another …
