Let’s Play Mummy Lingo Bingo

For those who don't know this about me: I'm a journalist. Like most journos, I've spent time working in newsrooms. Nowhere teaches you to swear better than a newsroom. I became a prolific pro-swearer in my 20s – if there's a better compound swear word user than me, I've never… View Post

I See Bad People…

Flea and I went to Chester Zoo last week for her birthday treat. Flea loves the zoo. Well, strictly speaking, Flea loves monkeys. So Chester Zoo is always a good day out. It was pretty busy, but I let Flea run pretty free at the zoo – after all, they… View Post

How to be … a Mummy Blogger

I’m not sure why I’m writing this given that my blog is, erm, about a month old. But I've just been given an award by the lovely Brits in Bosnia, and someone called me a "prominent blogger" today. Well, that might have been what he said, there was a bus… View Post

Flea: a scam artist in the making

“Don’t make me go to nursery, Mummy. I will just play on my own quietly while you work.” This is what Flea said to me at 8.52am this morning as we prepared to get into the car with the cereal in a cup (today: Weetabix and raisins). We arrived at… View Post