horrendously inappropriate pop songs of my youth

on bath rocks, giving birth, and hating people

Tonight, I washed my son’s hair, and I knocked an entire bag of fizzing rainbow…

hyper-guilt, Mumsnet, and lingering lockdown adrenaline

somewhat confused

I don’t know if you’ve been following the news but Freedom Day has come to England. It’s an interesting kind of freedom in that…

fragments

This morning Chris found me sitting on the floor of our daughter’s bedroom, swearing luxuriously, and throwing clothes into the air in the…

Tony Tonyson and the Teenagers

I’m playing The Sims again, and it’s not like I remembered

one hundred bad

My son thinks one hundred is the biggest possible amount of anything, ever. For example:

Beaten at my own game

On admitting defeat ungraciously

sleep paralysis and old ghosts

Been binge-listening to This Paranormal Life (which is excellent, you should listen to it too) and, off…

My Three Year Old Overlord

Picture this: my son is playing with a game called Upwords. It’s a bit like Scrabble but you can stack the tiles…