What now?

A few years back, the gorgeous chick on the Real Mums forums asked “what do you want to do before you die?” I admit, I have few aspirations. Well, not really – I actually have some overwhelmingly massive ones that are extremely hard to articulate. I tend not to put…

So, at which point is it …?

Monkey Boy had another talking to after school today, by his teacher. Then by me. I’ve been doing a lot of the “I’m not going to do what my parents did to me” stuff, and reflecting on what was going through my head at these moments, and how I would…