Liz at “Living with Kids” published a post yesterday about cruises and initiated some great holiday memories to come flooding back to me (flooding not quite the appropriate word here!). We took a fortnight’s cruise
Mum’s Gone to a Burns’ Supper – at home.
It’s Burns Night tomorrow and my thoughts return to some fond memories from last year when I realised it was “my turn” to have friends over for a meal. It was only after we’d all
Mum’s Gone to the Phallus Museum – Shiny Happy People Meme
After a good giggle yesterday with Linda at “You’ve got your hands full” regarding regional accents, we somehow got talking about the Julie Walters “Two Soups” sketch. Later that evening the sketch turned up again
Mum’s Gone to Book the Summer Holiday
Apparently January is the month for booking your Summer holidays so, far be it from me to buck the trend, I’ve been thinking long and hard about ours. However the whole process takes ages as
Mum’s Gone to the Fire Station
There aren’t that many benefits of being a school governor, save maybe having a reserved seat for the school productions: a double-edged sword, mind you, as I usually try and slide down the chair to
Mum’s Gone to coach Billy Elliot
Who’d have thought my talent for impersonating Cheryl Cole every Saturday night for my long-suffering family would reap dividends. During the endless weeks of X Factor, I blathered on to my family, “EEEEH ye just
Mum’s Gone to join the meme, despite being NFI
I’ve been looking at all the “favourite photo” memes over the last few days and, rather than keep sulking that I’m NFI, took a leaf out of Kelloggsville’s book and decided just to post my
Mum’s Gone to the Whorehouse
That grabbed your attention, didn’t it?! Now I know this sounds like a novel way of earning a bit of pin money in these recession-hit times, but needs must….. Of course not!! (said in a