Motherhood is enjoying an evening connecting with your partner. Both giving each other “the look” throughout your exchanges and walking upstairs confident that you’re on for some damn fine loving. Only to find a small child in your bed, with a snotty nose and warm head. Instead of getting laid you get coughed on all […]
Read MoreUltimately, all I want from the people in my life is to be told the truth. Not their version of the truth; not what they think I want to hear; the actual truth. Once I have the facts in front of me, I can decide how I feel about those facts. From my earliest childhood […]
Read MoreOver the years, I have referred a lot to my dysfunctional childhood, but by simply calling it “dysfunctional” I’ve been downplaying it. Most people’s childhood can be described – in some way or another – as “dysfunctional”. Mine was spent in a perpetual state of fight or flight: worrying about when the next bad-thing would […]
Read MoreA few weeks ago, I posted some stuff on social media which received an instant negative reaction. I’m no stranger to being trolled, but this was different. Simply clashes of opinions, which I did not have the energy to continue the conversation on. I’m not the kind of blogger who sits back and thinks “oh […]
Read More**Disclaimer: my family have been given a year’s subscription to Smartick in return for media coverage on my platforms. This piece has been written by the Smartick team and I have not been compensated for posting it. The mission behind Smartick is quite simple: help every child master the maths foundations and develop lifelong traits […]
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