humour

October 3, 2013 24

My children have no sense of urgency, each morning when we need to get to school; They stand watching telly [...]

Quick, someone give me a copy of my last post so I can recall the reasons I had for saying children are a [...]

My eight year old upset me last night by doing something really quite unforgivable. No, he didn’t [...]

Mondays are sneaky bastards, aren’t they? They just creep up on you and catch you unawares, all early [...]

You know you’ve got up too late when you have to physically jog around the house to get ready on time [...]

My eight year old came off his bike on Thursday afternoon and cut his leg. What do you mean you know [...]

August 22, 2013 32

I cast my mind back to when ‘me time’ included Booking into a salon where hairy bits were [...]

August 18, 2013 24

I am completely traumatised. Completely and utterly traumatised. A mere shadow of my former self. [...]

August 7, 2013 0

The eight-year old steps with exaggerated stealth through the lounge and past the area where she is working [...]