Thought it was sorted …

Ah, what I love about life is its unpredictability. You know, where you think you have it all sorted, and you’ve filled in the diary and family calendar and sit back, take a sip of wine and think “right, sorted!” And do a bit of an internal jig of happiness.…

It was always going to have to happen

It had to happen eventually. Three kids, nine years of Out Of School Activities, or whatever you call them when they don’t yet actually go to school, by several activities each and I land a Saturday Morning gig. *sigh* Have managed to avoid it thus far. Unless, of course, you…