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All throughout my childhood I can remember people telling me that I had pretty eyes. These days it is hard to find them beneath the crinkles, and I have noticed that I now have to contort my face into a kind of Joker-style grin in order to stretch out the skin far enough to apply eye-liner.
As a girl, my mother would stare into my eyes for long periods of time. "Don't you look like your…Continue
Added by SaveEveryStep on September 27, 2011 at 7:12am — No Comments
Yesterday my 4 year old brought home one of those delightful surprises that so often come from his Nursery. It was this marvellous Hand Puppet. My 11 year old clearly thought it was so cool that he decided to claim it as his own handiwork. Hmmmm....I blame the parents.
It got me thinking about the amount of stuff he brings home. I wondered whether he will ever remember any of it when he grows up? Doubtful, I…Continue
Added by SaveEveryStep on September 20, 2011 at 8:07am — No Comments
We may not call it 'Fall' over here, but I felt all Chicken Licken this week when sharp prickly objects started dropping out of the sky in high winds. Yep, it's Conker season.
This is the first time I've made a big deal out of conkers with my little one, and holey moley I wish I hadn't bothered.....it turned into a major hissy fit when he thought he could take possession of each and…Continue
Added by SaveEveryStep on September 16, 2011 at 6:36am — No Comments
Lego. A timeless crowd-pleaser.
Now, to be honest, today's Lego session was borne out of guilt. My little man has been kicking around the house all week trying to entertain himself whilst mommy has been nose-to-screen with the PC trying to make him a future. The cause of this is a somewhat unexpected delay to starting Big School. It seems that a staggered start suits the school much better than piling all the kids in on the first day. This does not necessarily suit the parents, but…Continue
Added by SaveEveryStep on September 12, 2011 at 6:52am — No Comments
One of the family holiday traditions which I appear to have inherited by some kind of Osmosis is the arrival and departure 'greeting' ritual. Let me explain.....Every year from the year Dot I can remember our endless family drives form land-locked central England to the glorious beaches of Wales. (These were frequently made all the more stressful by the fact that I was violently car-sick before…Continue
Added by SaveEveryStep on September 4, 2011 at 11:08am — No Comments
Standing on this divine stretch of the Pembrokeshire Coastal path, surrounded by heather and gorse, I can see swallows hovering in the sea breeze and hear seagulls announcing their presence. If I close my eyes I am 5 years old again. Or 6. Or 7. My mother is here, my hand is in hers, and we are laying out our tartan rug for our picnic lunch. For this is what we did all those years ago and the memories of it are now coursing through my veins.…Continue
Added by SaveEveryStep on September 4, 2011 at 11:06am — No Comments