'I am not scared of storms, for I am learning how to sail my ship' Louisa May Alcott Little Women This last weekend I celebrated my grandmas's life at her memorial. It was, as you would expect complicated. There was sadness, laughter (at our retro hair and outfits in the photos displayed...but also some lovely … Continue reading Grasping at life

Tomorrow is my wedding anniversary, huzzah...we wil be celebrating by...erm crawling into Christmas eve, praying we are all staying well and maybe a family swim. (Boy do we know how to be wild!) I was showing my eldest some of the wedding pictures and the song I walked into. She was asking me 'mummy when … Continue reading The song of winter

People often say 'love where you live' and I have never found that too difficult to be honest. I could wax lyrical about Chard, and its many claims to fame-not just that of the Henry Hoover. I like, my mum, find I have a radar for anyone from the Midlands and see them as a … Continue reading Love your locality

As many of you know, I am married to a remarkable being, it is not uncommon that he is referred to as my better half. Not by me (because well someone's got to try and keep things even keeled) but it has been said that 'he is the greatest cook' 'the kindest man' 'great with … Continue reading Quiet Courage

Obviously taken from the brilliant Mean girls: I had to change the GIF because the other one was too 'bouncy' for this time of night/month I am not really sure if my teen insecurities coming out to play have anything to do with it being January, or the moon or the fact that we are … Continue reading In January we wear our teen insecurities

Here you come again... Sadly not the queen of country (and my heart) but bloomin C-19 (I feel like making it sound like a droid from Star Wars helps me) So our 2 year old has tested positive, completely asymptomatic-which means I just have to entertain her in the house for a week. I appreciate … Continue reading And here I go…

My eldest daughter has started school and it has been confirmed to me that I will never be a hair stylist. Anyone who knows me well is probably thinking 'no sh*t sherlock' as my fringe may as well be a character in a telenovella with its over the top/out of control emotional expressive nature. Anyway, … Continue reading Loose strands

Do you remember there were times when people used to ask each other quite bluntly 'do you want to be my friend?' It happened to my 4 year old a few months ago, in a park, in lockdown, in the rain. (An interesting combination for anyone) She responded how she often responds, looking in the … Continue reading Making friends as an adult

Yes that should have been sang aloud to Elvis' tune: I'll be honest I thought he was eating a chocolate bar...kinda highlights whats on my mind So initially, I started writing this piece in January and then I stopped...because frankly I stopped everything. The last few months I feel closest to a slug...just keep on … Continue reading A little less administration, a little more distraction

This blog has been in process for nearly 3 weeks. I have felt the need to put things down and just reflect but also can't quite remove myself from the constant buzz of things and it all has been punctuated by little whispers of drawing me back to whats important. I wish I was better … Continue reading Star stuck over the holidays