It’s never a dull moment here. Today, after a lot of nagging gentle persuasion, Hubster has moved my big chicken coop from the front field to the garden. It has been like walking in quick sand what with all the mud in the front field and Minty, the pet lamb who is he-sheep sized now,…
It’s official. I am done with winter. Is it me or do our summers get shorter and shorter? You see, this year I have plans. We might live on a farm but no crops are grown here. It is all livestock so this year I am going to try to grow my own. I have…
Kids’ shoes. They’re an expensive business aren’t they? I am big on making sure Boo’s shoes are the right size. I had a Saturday job at Clarks and Russell and Bromley when I was at college and university and I went on the shoe fitting courses so I know the deal. The bones in children’s…
I just read an article in the Daily Mail and I felt compelled to write. It was about a couple who are bringing their little boy up to be gender neutral. Apparently, this couple are allowing their son to wear both ‘boys’ and ‘girls’ clothing as they think gender stereotyping can be damaging to…
How do you like your eggs in the morning? According to Egg Info (http://www.egginfo.co.uk/) who are behind the British Lion Mark, in Britain, we consumed 11.5 million eggs in 2013. I would say this was a conservative estimate as it doesn’t include the ones laid by garden hens. I think it does show that we…
It’s Valentine’s Day. Did you wake up to breakfast in bed? A dozen red roses? Or maybe a diamond…. I woke up to the usual routine I’m afraid. I told hubster that it was Valentine’s day earlier in the week. There would be no point being upset today if he had forgotten. I am afraid…
I’ve been dying to do one of these ‘meme’ question and answer posts for ages but someone has to nominate you. Thankfully, Jo at the fabulous http://notafrumpymum.com came to my rescue so here it is. A set of 20 questions about parenting. 1.Are you a Stay at Home Mum, or a Working Mum? I went…
When you’re pregnant with your first child and just after you’ve had it, you enter a period of utopia where you imagine everything to be perfect. Clean, fluffy blankets. Everything is new. You imagine a set of ideals in your head, a goalpost of sorts which you measure everything against. Some time later, these goal…
So today we decided to bake. I cheated as you can see above. I thought with Boo, it would be all about the decorating so I bypassed the baking somewhat. She had a great time putting the cases in the tray Stirring the mixture (after I had a little go myself with the electric mixer)……
I don’t know if it’s a British thing, but I for one do not like to blow my own trumpet. I don’t even like telling people if I’m happy with something. I can just about talk about my daughter’s achievements but even this doesn’t sit comfortably with me. So when I found out about the…