Back to School

  I have just survived the start of a new school term. Barely. By the skin of my teeth. I have covered hundreds of books in sticky plastic. Thousands even. Largely because I had to cover the same ones over and over again. I’m still having sticky plastic nightmares. Some people, some mothers, just whip […]

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AtoZ: L is for La La Land

I think I have taken up permanent residence in La La Land. We’ve just had the rounds of parent-teacher interviews again. The enormity of my hatred for these meetings cannot be adequately expressed in words. This year my husband is going alone. This is better for everyone for so many reasons. If I go, I […]

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Fush

Whoever said school days are the happiest days of your life must have been insane. First off because getting up at sparrow’s fart cannot make anyone happy unless they getting up to catch a flight to the Caribbean. Even though my school days are far behind me watching my children suffer the same ignominy has […]

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Sookie Stackhouse and other stereotypes

Single parenting again this week while husband flies off to Nigeria. Hopefully this week will go by without anyone barfing. A mother can only hope. The father of my offspring gets angry and hurt when small children scream for Mummy. Quite often I wish the wheel would turn in the other direction. Or course, they […]

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