Babies is my word of week. Babies, babies, babies everywhere. On Sunday I became an aunt for the twelfth time. Daisy is the cutest bundle of squish I’ve seen in a long time. So far I have only seen her by photograph and a Skype video chat, as she and…

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My Wicked Wednesdays images this week are of both kiddies preparing themselves for the solar eclipse on Friday – because obviously wearing a plastic jug on your head is going to save you from impending doom.   This is my post for Brummy Mummy of 2’s Wicked Wednesdays linky.  …

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It’s not a nice word, is it? I don’t like feeling guilty just as much as I don’t like making people feel guilty, but I fear I have experienced the former too many times this week, and have done the latter as well. On Monday afternoon G had an accident…

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“The crows called. They want their feet back” These are the words my mother spoke to me the day after my birthday. I love my mum but she can be bloody blunt at times. However, I guess on this occasion she had a point. My skin care routine is minimal…

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