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Growing Up

When I picked up Child One the other day, she had unusually pink cheeks. A bit of physical exercise? I doubted it, as she has inherited the full might of my sloth gene. No, it turned out they had been doing a new topic called Growing Up in science. ‘We had to label Private Parts, …

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Foreign Ways

I am becoming rather intrigued by the stunna momma from school. Particularly since I saw her running in the park the other morning. She ran totally like a girl, you know, elbows out, feet splayed, a bit like a duck under pressure. But it wasn’t that which caught my interest. It was the fact that …

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Time waits for no woman

There is something wonderfully comforting about time. People have been telling me it’s a great healer for months, if not years, and of course I’ve been completely ignoring them. But something I saw in the playground yesterday did drop that penny definitively. It was one of the more glamorous Mummies (there are plenty of stunnas, …

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Illicit Bang

I have found a new love. Well, of course I have True Love, or the odd sighting of him, but now, thank God, I have a bit on the side as well. It happened quite by chance, as I was doing my Sainsbury’s trawl, forgetting all the stuff I needed like kitchen paper and getting …

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To Boden or not to Boden

ONE of the chief benefits of my life Abroad, apart from the Philipino cleaner, free house, car and school, was that no-one else got the Boden catalogue. That meant that not only did my children and I get credited with a certain effortless English elan, but also that we didn’t have toe-curling encounters with the …

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back to business!

I don’t know what little bug of curiosity caused me to look up my blog today, but it’s the first time I’ve even thought about it for months. How lovely to find people have actually read it! A really extraordinary, warm suprise. And an invitation from Dulwichmum to do some linky thing! I feel awful …

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I’ve just discovered a blog by someone called Dulwichmum, who claims to spend every penny on school fees, then idly mentions that she ripped out and re-did her entire kitchen, because she was worried her mother-in-law would think her mint green Smeg fridge was naff. Deep sigh. I would so love a mint green Smeg …

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