I am totally useless at all sports. I was useless at school and I’m useless now. I once, not that long ago, got invited to a picnic with a ‘fun’ game of rounders. I thought ‘maybe I’ll be ok at … Continue reading
Sorry, not sorry. I am what some people would perhaps call a grammar Nazi, an officer of the grammar police, an arse. I would disagree; I am simply someone who knows how to wield an apostrophe correctly and thinks that it’s … Continue reading
My daughter recently took part in a skipping workshop at school. When I asked her how it went she said they did something really good but, in her words, “you won’t understand it Mummy”. “Try me” I ventured. She then … Continue reading
This very plain glass here used to feature a lovely glittery, pink message: “Fabulous and 40”. Until I put it in the dishwasher. There are several possible explanations for this glassware faux pas; I’m in denial about being 40 and … Continue reading
My bits have seen it all. I’ve had 2 (quite large) children, gained and lost more weight than I’d care to mention (probably more of the former) and I’ve never been much of a fan of sit ups. The outcome … Continue reading
