Watch Your Language

It is a phenomena I begrudgingly accept; the infiltration of strange words into the vernacular of teenagers. Where things were once “ace”, they are now “dope”. When something looked “cool” it is now “on fleek”. Even “LOL”, pronounced “el oh el”, has not only morphed from Lots Of Love into…

It wasnt' me … or was it?

Ah, Father’s Day, where we all get to tiptoe around Grumpy Pants because it is his day and he’s allowed to be. Godzilla kept telling everyone who’d listen that “Daddy can do what he likes today”. Except when Daddy suggested Family Day Trip and the usual happened. So I was…

Children DO have their uses

An entirely child free, husband free, productive work day today. Ah, I do love Thursday’s. Ish. I get to the end of the day and feel as though I’ve acheived something. Like, inventing new swear words and phrases to use on the technology that refuses to work on the best…

A graduation: from 'Evil Mummy' to C…

I wasn’t sure when I’d get it. And I didn’t really expect it in so far as calling me one until he was a couple of years older. An early teen, perhaps. But there we were, walking home from school. Firstly, it was the “how come you never drive on…