I remember…
I don’t think of you often, but when I do my hand caresses my tummy where you lived for such a short time before leaving this world behind. I remember …
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Ways to know the summer holidays are coming to an end….
There is little paintwork in the house that doesn’t have a handprint or crayoning on it. Your bin is overflowing with the hair you have yanked from your head. The …
A confession to murder….
I didn’t mean to kill anyone. I am sure that is what everyone says but honestly, I mean it, it was an accident. The iron…. It was so hot, heavy …
Northernmum ~ Dear Estate Agent, you let me down…..
Dear Estate Agent, Our relationship feels like that of a badly arranged marriage. Neither of us were sure if we wanted it, and now we have been thrown together we both …
