Devon

We’re in Devon. In the rain. In a caravan.  We have been making our own entertainment, hiding chocolate bunnys (now eaten) doing some indoor gymnastics,…

The Parent Hangover

Well I remember those Halcyon days. You could go out, get rat-bottomed, and spend the next day hiding under the covers with only occasional forays…

Mum Shaming

I’m sure any woman reading this will have an understanding of the ways in which we are shamed. We are shamed for how we dress,…

Poet’s corner

I have some very creative friends, who can make beautiful things. One of them made me the most beautiful cut out of my favourite poem.…