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Let Them Be Dolphins – Why Maths Makes Me Cry

When I was nine years old we did a topic on the Romans in school, we learnt about traditional Roman houses, baths, invasions, Gods and Goddesses and food. Our teacher showed us how to make Roman shields and taught us how to fight with swords (or wooden 30cm rulers, to be more precise) and how… Continue reading Let Them Be Dolphins – Why Maths Makes Me Cry

babies · Death · Family · parenting · Raising children

Zebra Finch not Zebra Fish: a dedication to Jeff 

     I’m quite sure that most people have a best friend. I am lucky enough to have a few close friends (and being born in the 80s means that most of them have the same name, it would appear that most people either picked ‘Sarah’ or ‘Laura’ for their female offspring and hoped that… Continue reading Zebra Finch not Zebra Fish: a dedication to Jeff 

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Pac-a-Macs, Picnics and Saving Ducks: a family day at Alton Towers

Since our impromptu visit to Alton Towers last year to take Little Monkey to Cbeebies’ Land, he’s done nothing but talk about it ever since.  Every day. “Mummy, can we talk?” “Yeah of course, about what?” “Cebeebies’ Land, Alton Towers.” And then he fully describes, in the finest detail, what we did, where we went… Continue reading Pac-a-Macs, Picnics and Saving Ducks: a family day at Alton Towers

parenting · Raising children · Women

‘…and we will line his crib with broken glass and scorpions.’

When you’re expecting a baby ‘they’ come out with a never ending tirade of advice, whether you want it or not. By ‘they’ I mean relatives, friends, neighbours, the checkout woman in Asda, the postwoman, friends of friends, coworkers, everyone on Facebook, Twitter and Instagram and your other half’s best friend’s boss. Basically everyone in… Continue reading ‘…and we will line his crib with broken glass and scorpions.’