Category Mother at work
What if….
Been very absent from this blog for a while. School holidays, family visits… no time to write or edit, just coasting. I’m posting up some photos of my two favourite abbeys, both ruins, of course, because Henry VIII had them destroyed in the 1540s. Such a pity not to have the foresight to imagine a […]
Survived.
Finished. No, not with this blog, but the A-Z. Would I do it again. Yes. It’s been great fun and …. It kept me blogging, even when I didn’t feel in the mood. I’ve met other bloggers and writers. I know I’m not alone. Challenges motivate, and having a theme helped keep me focused. It’s […]
Be a kid and clear your mind
My head feels like its bursting some days. My capacity to learn new things, to add to my already overloaded brain, diminishes every year. In order to stuff some fact or idea in my mind, something else has to give or be forgotten. I’m not the fountain of all knowledge. There are cracks and empty […]
The ineffectual worker tries to multi-task
I’m a impulsive cleaner. When it comes to housework, I’m not one for setting aside a time to do it. Instead, it leaps out at me at an inconvenient moment. I might be in the middle of making a cup of tea when I spy a child’s fingerprints on the wall. I wipe it off […]
Advent is upon us.
“Don’t bunch them together… spread them out… different colours, mix them up a bit. Don’t hang the big ones at the top…..” My instructions to a six year old on how to dress a Christmas tree seemed to fall on deaf ears. Whenever she turned away from the tree, I took the opportunity to re-jig […]
The selfish mum cake
I like to bake. It is the only form of cookery I enjoy and happen upon spontaneously. I’m not talking British Bake Off standards here, just a woman who likes to mix ingredients and watch the concoction rise in the tin or dish. Cakes are a feature of our household and having young kids, these […]
Darkness descends
I woke this morning to a dark room. The first of the autumn. It heralds the change in seasons when the working day begins before daylight dawns. With it came rain, heavy, gutter overflowing downpour. What a wonderful September we’ve just had and don’t I just know it now, staring out into the gloom. The […]
Shopping, dreams and careers
I’m not a great fan of shopping, but when your eldest grows, the inevitable happens. She and I went on a mum and daughter shopping spree and unlike when she was small and I chose everything, now she gets to decide, within a reasonable price range. “How about this?” I held up something. She shook […]
The Quiet Writer 