The tooth fairy wields a big stick

Miss Comic Relief lost her second tooth this week. She is now sporting a big gap on the bottom of her mouth and she loves pushing her tongue through it. … Continue Reading →

pruning – cat style

The cat has decided that the old jasmine needs pruning, and has set about doing it for me. It’s looking particularly sparse at the moment.

Time to seed and kill bean weevils.

It’s been a long hard winter, but it seems like there is now a light at the end of this long damp tunnel. We’ve now had several days where that … Continue Reading →

The one about trains, plays and awkward-o-chiles

Half term holiday is a time of gay abandon, fun filled days and freedom. Or should be. In reality, our half term holiday was a week long agony of torrential … Continue Reading →

The strangeness of kinders

Last weekend was a special weekend for me, as it quite often is. This has nothing to do with the fact that Sunday was February 14th however. Mr Boxer Shorts … Continue Reading →

FML? Please don’t.

I learnt a new phrase the other day, when someone noted that they’d just learnt what a certain acronym meant. I hadn’t even noticed it in use before this person … Continue Reading →

Muddy football

Going for birthdays, bolting and bling

Right now, the house is silent and calm, as Mr Boxer Shorts is out with the girls on a shopping trip. Shopping for moi. That is a complete and total … Continue Reading →

buses, brats and bogs

I had the immeasurably pleasurable experience today of accompanying 32 seven and eight year olds on a school excursion to examine rocks and soil. I say immeasurable, because there really … Continue Reading →

The one about baths, bums and hickies

Tonight was the Sunday night bath, which is a weekly ritual that the girls love. Having grown up with a brother, I am relieved for the sake of the general … Continue Reading →