Choosing your own adventure with a blank canvas…

Choosing your own adventure with a blank canvas…

I was going to call this post “Choose your own adventure books, the adult version”, but I thought that may have attracted you for the wrong reasons! Following on from my previous post Redundancy and a young family I found my first ever Tesco name badge the other day, ironic really in the week they I become redundant as does my new badge. It’s Friday morning, I don’t have a shirt to iron for tomorrow, a lunch to prep or any pre…

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Redundancy? But you have a young family….

Redundancy? But you have a young family….

Redundancy? but you have a young family.. The words I heard from a colleague I’ve known many years this week when they found out about some company moves which could mean redundancy for me. I’m certain my colleague was being emphatic to my situation and maybe a bit shocked but in that one sentence they summed up my roller-coaster of a week. On one scary hand yes I do have a young family and all of the responsibility that entails…

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Baby number three, the start of the end of blogging?

Baby number three, the start of the end of blogging?

As my domain renewal e mails continue to come I started thinking, do I really need to do this? I’ve been away for so long so what’s the point? Before I answer that, hello! 👋 Is been too long. Why you may ask. Well it’s all down to baby number 3, Ava Rose McCann born 11th October 17. As announced when I posted about choosing a family car, the sequel We need a bigger car now! our family of four…

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An ode to the school run.. My poetic ramblings.

An ode to the school run.. My poetic ramblings.

Being new to the whole school drop off thing I was inspired to write a post, then it became a poem as my mind wandered amongst the various ramblings of my 2 and 3 year olds. Topics ranging from dinner to dogs to holidays to school to after school to parks… The list goes on but you can see how I needed to close my mind to protect my sanity.  I think my poem could have been written about someone…

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Rhythm and Rhyme after such a long time (Moving forward, aesthetically anyway!)

Rhythm and Rhyme after such a long time (Moving forward, aesthetically anyway!)

Having been off the agenda for quite some time due to refurbishment of my local library I returned to the rhythm and rhyme playgroup today after a 15 month exile. This could be the end of the rhythm and rhyme trilogy but with baby number 3 on the way I don’t think so. Having originally attended this playgroup 3 years ago My first visit to Rhythm and Rhyme I had to wait from June 2016 to go back due to a multi…

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Parenting and building work, a labour of love!

Parenting and building work, a labour of love!

We all know the drill (no pun intended), you’re getting work done to the house. We know it’s going to be messy, loud and expensive, just like having young children around really! So let’s have a look as I reflect on the recent extension we had built and review some key learnings from a parents viewpoint.. The noise. Oh good God, WHY DID WE START THIS, the workmen are starting at 7.30 every day. It’s the summer, the kids are…

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A visit to the obnoxious little porker aka Peppa pig world!

A visit to the obnoxious little porker aka Peppa pig world!

​Peppa world, the world of the obnoxious little porker we all have a love hate relationship with as she entertains our children in her cheeky petulant way. So why did we go? Well for our children of course! For me the thought of spending 6 hours, yes 6 hours in the surroundings of the pink piggy is enough to make me throw up. But off we went from our holiday home, Sarah’s words, in the Cotswolds down south for nearly…

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Is it Dad, Daddy, Father or Paul? Who knows, who cares?

Is it Dad, Daddy, Father or Paul? Who knows, who cares?

Luke, I am your father! An epic line from one of the biggest movies of all time. Now lets imagine that line was “Luke, I am Darth” or even “Luke, I am daddy”. Would it have been remembered so well? Would it matter? Let’s delve a little deeper… A while back my eldest, Sarah, started calling me Paul instead of daddy which she had been calling me. Now, to me growing up in the eighties and nineties I always called…

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Choosing a family car, the sequel!

Choosing a family car, the sequel!

Following on from my post looking at Choosing a family car, part 1.  I now find myself going back to it as I now need an even bigger car as baby number 3 will be joining us in October! I’ve read numerous articles and reviews from sites such as autotrader http://www.autotrader.co.uk/content/advice/top-5-family-car-buying-tips which have given me food for thought and helped narrow the choices but I’m not quite decided, just yet.. So what’s different this time, I still need to think about…

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Responsibility for irresponsible parenting?

Responsibility for irresponsible parenting?

So when do you step in? Keeping a watchful eye on our children 24/7 is tough, I think we would all agree on that. They move with lighting pace (apart from when you’re in a rush) and in a blink of an eye they’re away leaving you in a blind panic. They also don’t have much sense and will often find themselves in an equal amount of funny and potentially dangerous situations. What prompted this you ask? Well I was…

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