In the future, if I ever struggle to remember what it was like to have a three-year-old child, I will just look at a photo of the birthday cake I made BUB.2 for his fourth birthday. He had seen similar cakes on the internet when I was searching for dinosaur cakes and said he wanted one just like it. So… Read more →
What do Shreddies, boisterous dogs, hoodies, cheese, urine, removalists and oregano have in common? They all conspired to ruin my day.
This move is different from the many, many that have gone before. There is no serious pest infestation at my current address or noisy-aggressive-neighbours-who-are-friends-with-Mike-Tyson or a landlord selling the roof from above my head. No one is putting super glue in my lock. Read more →
The utter barefaced cheek of it. A letter through the door from a local estate agent suggesting that perhaps dirty dishes in the sink or piles of clutter are putting our potential buyers off? How VERY dare they. Read more →