A Shout out for the Middle Child

On Saturday morning, as happens in houses all over the country on weekend mornings, my three kids bundled into our bed, at various times ranging from 5am to the somewhat more civilised 8 o'clock. The baby was snuggled into me, and Clara, my five year old was cuddled up with her dad. Emmie, my middle child, ...

Never tweet your heroes…

It started on Monday morning when rushing around getting ready for work, I tripped over a basket of clean washing (it was clean, somehow that matters) and sprained my finger. Just my little finger on my left hand, but oh my, the pain, and oh goodness, the ramifications. I couldn't type so work was extraordinarily unproductive ...

What the childminder said

"And it's just that I don't want her to feel self-conscious about how she looks with or without her glasses, and I know that this isn't creche and that as a school teacher you have a whole class to look after and you can't see everything and it's not your job to monitor all of ...

Switching off

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It's Good Friday, and I haven't thought about work once today - I love that. We took the kids to Powerscourt House and Gardens - well OK, the House followed by an "adventure" exploring the trees and grass verges on the way back to the car, via the garden centre. To be fair, we were willing ...