“We’re going to catch a big one. What a beautiful day. We’re not scared.” And I paused. “Uh-uh! Grass! Long wavy grass. We can’t go over it. We can’t go under it. Oh no! We’ve got to go through it!” The boy had no patience for me to continue...

Or not. I didn’t even realise David Cameron was chatting live on Mumsnet until I saw it on Alpha Mummy, about five minutes after the whole thing had ended.  Still, I thought it might be worth going along to see what had been said.  Surely this time...

I grew up listening to the sounds of sleeping.  My dad did it, my mum too.  When we stayed at my nan’s house she did it and my grandad’s night long mumbling and thumping is still cause for many a joke.  He’s a martyr to his insomnia, don’t you...

There are rather a few blogs in my blogroll.  Ok, I tell a lie, there’s absolutely tons.  Some publish daily, others less.  On an empty day I’ll open up my reader to see around 2-300 posts.  On a Monday morning, after I’ve not read much over the...

We’d planned to go in to town this weekend to watch the Lord Mayor’s Show and fireworks but the boy got invited to a birthday party and was much more taken with the idea of going to see Fantastic Mr Fox and eating pizza.  Unfortunately for the...