Full English.

“I was brought up white, but I’m brown” last night I went to the theatre for the first time since the pandemic closed them and watched an amazing piece. A piece created by people who I met as a result of networking and collaboration through work, though now I can safely say they are good…

The Dating Game.

Warning, this post is not for the faint hearted... I dumped yet another potential bachelor recently, or should I say I just let go, politely turned down and no longer contacted, I don’t think you can quite call it dumping when it’s never really got off the ground. Anyway, following it and a few people…

Father’s Day.

This day is a weird day for me. I feel like I should acknowledge it but also it feels like just another day because at the end of the day neither me nor little P have Dad’s. Then again though I do both roles and every year without fail she trots home from the childminder’s…

Take responsibility.

I was privy to a conversation this week about some friends worrying that one of the mates was going to get back involved with a guy who was no good for her. Now the chap is the one responsible for his actions and yes I was in agreement that he was wrong for treating the…

You are not a finished product.

I enjoy following James Smith PT, his podcasts are great (so is his hot bod...) I often listen to them whilst running. He talks a lot of sense and cuts to the chase, he gets straight to the point and tells it like it is. I read his books and blogs too and this morning…

Setting boundaries.

It’s taken me far too long to learn this lesson. There was a time when I would set a boundary, put a measure in place only to take it away again when I realised it upset the other person. Why? It’s a pointless and futile exercise and that’s really how people were able to walk…

I needed her just as much.

I’ve not been myself lately (yes really, despite the promotion and smashing course result) and have been a bit out of sorts for various reasons. Now don’t worry, I’ve straightened my crown and gone back to been the queen that I am...ish! The thing, the thing or the person that got me through was little…

Stop self sabotaging.

I’ve struggled with what to name this one, I usually don’t title my posts until I’ve started writing them unless there’s a strap line in my head already. This one has several and during the writing of this post I’ve changed it 3 or 4 times and I’m still not settled. Anyway, I digress and…

This girl is on fire.

So I have had a lot to be proud of and celebrate recently, a promotion, an amazing qualification result (full marks, full bloody marks) smashing my half marathon training targets and bossing it at my own self taught DIY skills. Life is really pretty damn good. I’ve recently overcome a difficult phase with little P…

Hearing your voice.

I’ve just seen a memory of Poppa M. It was when my brother first visited and we all met my little baby nephew. Dad was overwhelmed and besotted from the off, we all were. He was googling nursery rhymes because he couldn’t remember the lyrics (they didn’t sing them India when he was a child)…