Category: Monthly Musing

Small daughter is still at that lovely age where she likes to play shops and cafes.  She was playing with my Dad the other day, and whilst he was ordering from the imaginary menu,...

I realised the other day – and not for the first time – how easy it is to spiral downwards into self-pity.  I’ve caught small daughter’s cough and have spent the last week feeling...

It’s another dark and windy morning, and returning from giving big daughter a lift to the school bus stop, through the window I can see small daughter cosily wrapped up in her dressing gown...

Ever since I’ve been very small, I’ve always thought of the months of the year as the hours on a clock.  January, the start of the year, is where one o’clock would be, and...

We put our Christmas decorations up early on Sunday morning.  For the first time, small daughter was able to help instead of discovering the next morning that the fairies had decorated the house overnight. ...

November’s a funny month, isn’t it?  It creeps in after the excitement of the half-term school holiday, Hallowe’en (very exciting in our house this year as small daughter was allowed to go trick-or-treating with...