So the summer holidays are nearly upon us. Six glorious weeks without the constant rush, rush, rush of getting out of the house everyday at 8.45. Six glorious weeks without cajoling boys in and out of cars, onto scooters, into swimming pools, off to gym classes. And of course six glorious weeks of beautiful sunshine …
Having children is always referenced as this life changing experience. Mothers (and fathers) the world over talk (and talk) about this, endlessly. I’m always so, so pleased I was one of the first of my friends to take the plunge into motherhood as I think I would not have coped well with the talk about …
I haven’t written a post for a few weeks. Life, as always, gets hectic; the boys are busy bees as usual, and Mike and I have been embarking on the daunting and exciting task of setting up our own business. From tomorrow, Mike will leave behind his job of the last four years and we …
Sadly, while we were on holiday, our garden was visited by a hungry fox, who killed our lovely hens. Poor Margot, our original girl, was taken by the fox and Maggie and May, our fluffy bottomed beauties, were, it seemed just killed for fox fun. We have been keeping hens for three years now, and …