Archive of ‘Isn’t life funny’ category

Parental (mis)guidance

Daughter: Mummy, can you teach me some swear words please?*spits out Lion Bar*Me: But why, my beautiful girl, would you want to know any naughty words?Daughter: So I know what that man was saying under all the beeping on Saturday Night Takeaway?So this is it at just turned six years, we have entered the age […] Read more…

What’s for dinner Mum?

What’s for tea Mum? Yak o’clock. What’s for lunch Mum?Yuck o’clock. What’s for supper Mum?Bleurgh o’clock Oh Mum what time is it?It’s dinner time!! Grrrrrrh Now sit down and just eat it. I am rubbish at cooking. Actually that is a gross understatement. I just can’t be bothered with it all. It involves pealing, chopping and invariably fondling raw breasts. Of course, […] Read more…

A farmyard tale of two slippers

Once upon a time there were a pair of Christmas slippers. They had lived a long life and had been passed down to child from child for almost a decade. The slippers loved that they were Christmas slippers and enjoyed being part of the celebrations each year. What they didn’t like though was that they […] Read more…

When dad is in charge…

It was with great sadness that I discovered that the beginning of this year’s half term holiday coincided with press day for my magazine so I had no choice but to work. I sniffed back tears* as I left for the office BUT I was safe in the knowledge that dad was in charge. *until I was out of view and […] Read more…

The bonkers world of the sleep deprived

Forget your 5* spa resort in outer Mongolia or your luxury canoeing trip around the Everglades. Put down the brochure for skiing beside volcanic vents in Russia or ice climbing in the Andes. If you are looking for an edgy, exhilarating experience where you might not leave with your life or sanity intact come and spend […] Read more…

Letting ho ho go!

This Christmas there I’ll be. In my beautiful festive dress draped over my streamlined curves. High heels on, make up perfect. The house will smell of turkey and chestnuts and a hint of cinnamon. Johnny Mathis will be singing about a child being born. My own darling children will be playing side by side with the toys that Santa […] Read more…

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