We’re an hour into the stationary tail-back. The M40 snakes back through South Oxfordshire; an inert mass of cars filled with would-be shoppers. You know it’s bad when people start getting out of their cars, sitting on the hard shoulder with make-shift picnics and swapping numbers with the family in the Touran next to them. […]
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What's the story in Ballamory today?
I can’t watch Ballamory any more. PC Plum’s apparently innocuous daily visits to the supposedly demure Miss Hoolie? Honestly, you know as well as I do that they’re straight in that stationery cupboard the minute our backs are turned… Miss Hoolie was drooly for PC Plum’s truncheon, Succumbed to his charms and had a wee […]
Assessing Mary Poppins
Mary Poppins arrived with us at the start of the year, in preparation for my full-time return to work. I’m not sure of the correct criteria for assessing a nanny’s performance, but I’d say she’s been a resounding success. She hasn’t resigned, the children don’t cry when I leave them (although they do often cry […]
Birthday wishes
Why does it have to be so fucking hard? I thought time was supposed to be a great healer? Well you know what? It still hurts like I’ve been punched in the solar plexus. Tomorrow my little boy will be three years old, and if life wasn’t so cruel I’d now be writing two birthday […]
The right to choose
There have been times over the last few years when the hospital has been as familiar to me as my own home. I’ve slept there, kept my milk in the fridge, given the Women’s Centre as my postal address and wandered around in my slippers. I’m no longer daunted by white coats or blue scrubs. […]
Travel sickness
The promise of a holiday has been in existence since the beginning of the year. Ever present but tantalisingly out of reach; always just too far ahead to get excited about. As work has become increasingly stressful I have stolen just a few minutes to look again at the web page; at the beautiful house […]