Will kill for coffee …

Perfect plans for the day, even accounting for Chippie not sleeping as I would like. Or at all. Which is sometimes – more often than I’d like and is in the books – the case. And the day goes … somewhat differently. It starts with a call from a newspaper…

April 20th

Can I not do anything right? The Mother Nazi’s always catch me out!! I’m now apparently a “bad mother” because I won’t let my son have choccy whenever he feels like it. Apparently, I’m not allowing him to make his own

April 17th

No matter how obsessed a child is with trains – sitting on an antique carriage pulled my a steam train for 2 and a half hours is not necessarily a good idea. Not for your sanity anway.