Travel stories from a mum looking for holidays filled with bonding not baby sitting.
I have a significant birthday coming up. 50 which is only muttered in hushed tones when people ask. I have no issue with the number but I do feel like every milestone number makes you contemplate how far you have come, if you have done enough with your life, if you are where you want... Continue Reading →
Years ago, I read a book by Ellen Degeneres, called My Point and I do have one. A collection of short funny essays one of which was called “Letter a friend”. The letter is an apology for a series of incidents at a party that started with her mistakenly getting two underage relatives drunk and... Continue Reading →
About 10 years ago, I went for a very routine doctor’s appointment. I’m generally pretty healthy and there wasn’t anything particularly wrong, the appointment only prompted by needing my migraine medication. My GP is very good and mentioned that I hadn’t had a blood test for a while and he would like me to go... Continue Reading →
On tour with the kid 