Two summers ago we had a fascinating fly-drive round Eastern Canada, visiting cities such as Toronto, Montreal and Quebec. A few days were spent in Ottawa, which I had read had been dubbed one...
Mum’s Gone to Sports Day
I was reading Alpha Mummy’s post on the subject of Sports Day and as my comment was in danger of being longer than the original post, I thought I should put finger to keyboard...
The Gallery – Motherhood – Rory
This little baby is now 14 years old and probably has no idea how much he was wanted and how much he is loved. We always planned to have children but didn’t think it...
Supporting Sally
A friend and colleague of mine, apparently inspired by my good self (ahem… ), has started a new blog. She has only written two posts so far but already she has me hooked and I...
Mum’s Gone to be a World Cup Widow
So how many more weeks have I got to endure this lovely vision in my front room? Telly, feet up, crisps. Not any old crisps mind – Walkers special World Cup crisps. Here we have...
Mum’s Gone to Eurocamp – The Verdict
The next two days of our courtesy Eurocamp break were very serene: sunbathing, reading, drinking, swimming and generally chilling out in the hot sun. A short drive to the little coastal town of Ault...
Mum’s Gone to Eurocamp – Meet the Neighbours!
Domaine de Drancourt – Photo courtesy of Eurocamp If you haven’t already chuckled at Day One of the holiday then have a look here. Discovered last night that caravans can get quite chilly at night...
Mum’s Gone to Eurocamp
“All we need is money and bum wipes”. This startling announcement, said on the morning of our departure by my husband, Dougie, as I wittered on about what we might have forgotten, sums up our...