Monthly Archives: November 2018

I bet that you look good on the dancefloor

I mentioned music at the end of my last blog and thought it might be something I’d like to explore as a way back to myself.  Music has always been important to me, as a girl I sang in the local girls choir where I grew up in Llanelli.  Choral singing has an effect on […]

Things I have done that you really should try not to

“Where’s this weeks blog post?” my friend Sarah moaned on Facebook this morning. “Eh?” I thought. “Yes,” chimed in another friend “I like my little read of your blog each week, seems odd without it.” Lumme!  I have An Audience.  OK two people is not a big audience but we writers are permitted to exaggerate […]

My Remembrance Day Pin

I looked down at the poppy pinned to my jacket after writing last weeks blog for Remembrance Day.  Of course I actually looked at a pin because I rarely have a poppy for long.  My poppies are like a Remembrance Day version of the Elf on the Shelf that’s gaining popularity over here, appearing in […]

The Boys

I took my boy to a football match this Saturday, the local derby that is Brentford v QPR. It was away and the traffic was terrible as we slogged across west London eventually conceding defeat and parking in the retail hell-hole that is Westfields shopping centre on a Saturday afternoon. As is the tradition, every […]

I kissed a Hooker and I liked it.

For those not of a rugby frame of mind, I should clarify that the hooker in question hooks the ball backwards in the scrum. I won’t go into the whole shebang about how/why I was kissing a hooker but the brief salient details were that I had been a single parent for quite some years […]

It’s Just Not Cricket

The blog post below is doing the rounds on Twitter for good reason.  Not having grown up in England (Africa and Wales if you’re interested) I appreciate the baffling mystery of cricket.  However I seem to have adopted English eccentricity as if I were born to it (which I suppose I was – Bristol if […]

Boys and Make-up

After a post celebrating our family anniversary, any subsequent post is virtually guaranteed to be a let down.  So let’s really scrape the barrel and talk about boys and make-up.  Well make up at least. There have been a few changes I’ve dealt with since my hair has been purple. Although I still spend the […]