So. The school run is approximately 15 minutes give or take traffic and lights. Most days I get to listen to the banter of two five year olds discussing One Direction, mummification, assembly and school dinners, but one day a week it’s just me and Stinky Spider-Man. On these days I try and keep the …
Brain dead. Here are twenty questions I’ve been asked in the last week. Why do we live in a house? How are babies made? How do microphones work? Can you make a microphone out of paper? How does electricity work? Why don’t you sound like the lady singing the song? Why don’t you have eyes …
My brain hurts a lot this week, and considering it usually hurts between 7am and 7.30pm every day, you know this must be bad. The noise of two children, especially after a week of half-term, along with my desperate (and poor) attempt at cutting back on gin are weighing heavy and loud. Remember when I was …