Category: Thoughts
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Tiny teachers.
The other week I learnt a life lesson. From my nine year old daughter. We’d had a disagreement over something, and, very quickly, she put her arms round me and said ‘I’m sorry’. No reasons, no excuses, no anger at all. Any time I, or possibly any adult, apologises there’d always be qualifications.
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Thinking back Thursdays Week One
I was looking over previous blog posts today, and I thought, why not share these again? I’ll post one a month, until they run out. This one is my highest viewed post ever. I think I’ve got my legendary granny to thank for that, still making herself noticed, even beyond the grave! Unsung heroes from…
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The Greatest?
Who decides that, when it comes to subjective, unquantifiable things?
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Let it go
Yesterday I realised that I’d changed.
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Re-imagining the future.
There’s a photo of me standing on our front door step when I was four, dressed up as a nurse. Work experience twelve years later confirmed that actually, I would be terrible at it.
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‘The law is a ass’ *
I’m talking about Murphy’s law here, you know the ‘if anything can go wrong it will’ one.
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Don’t let it stop you.
Last week I discovered the reason why my eleven year old wouldn’t play his clarinet in front of people. I put it down to lack of practice, but I was wrong.
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Stop.
I heard that word three times this morning: picking up extra stocking presents that were superfluous to requirement, I was aware of my head screaming ‘stop’. Then, as my soup got cold and my toast soggy, my husband said multiple times ‘stop doing the stuffing and come eat’. Then, my mum told me on the…
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The heart of the matter
When you can’t do the things you always did, when circumstances have robbed you of any luxury, when you have to drop everything for someone else, what are you left with?
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Christmas in November?
No thankyou. It feels like this year things are starting even earlier than usual. Some shops have always choked us with cinnamon and hurt our eyes with glitter months before they should,
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