Monthly Archives: June 2011
Pass the Narna on the Left Hand Side.
Posted on June 21, 2011 7 Comments
I have been keeping a secret from you since starting this blog. There is something I haven’t told you. I feel dirty, sly and guilty about it nearly every day. I have nearly come out and told you on a fair few occasions, but so ashamed am I about this nasty little pipit of sordid […]
The cow, the club, and the crazy person.
Posted on June 19, 2011 24 Comments
Three things happened this week. Well ok, that is not entirely true. A million things happened this week, but I am not sure you would want to hear about me washing bottles one hundred and fifty times (my fingers are permanently wrinkled and I am permanently wet around the stomach area (messy washer/crap sink, you tell […]
Thank you Dad.
Posted on June 19, 2011 9 Comments
When I was born, he says, that he was the first person I looked at. His face was the first thing I ever saw. Which is pretty damn cool. (I am not going to mention the nose. I have his nose so by default if I mention the size of his nose, I am in […]
Sing a Song of Sixpence a Pocket full of Poo.
Posted on June 18, 2011 5 Comments
Today has played out very much like a Disney movie. In actual fact, the story began very late last night, in an old gnarly flat just outside of Eccles, where an innocent young mother was sat stroking her poodle (is it me or does that sound rude?) and happily typing away. Here, in the dead […]
You are a potato, but I love you.
Posted on June 14, 2011 9 Comments
‘If there was one thing you could have done differently or better in the lead up to having Addison, what would it have been?’ Shamoo the pregnant whale asked of me while trying to maintain the serious look in her eye and struggling not to lose her cool as she slowly and repeatedly sunk in to the […]
