Perhaps it’s gods way of reducing anxiety separation… by the time they are off to university you are more than happy to drive them to the other end of the country and leave them there. Alone.

My Arse …

In some cultures age is revered and appearances are meaningless. Why do we, in the “civilised world” get something so simple so wrong?


Ever wake up, look in the and wonder what happened? Ever wonder why? Welcome to my inner dialogue… come on in.

The Damp Squib

There is no sense in nonsense someone once said … are some folk just plain daft or is good old common sense just subjective?

Slow Down You Move Too Fast

.. if you’re in your middle years you will now be humming the rest of this ditty – I say humming as no one really knows the other words apart from the “feeling groovy” part. Flashback to “music” lessons circa 1990 where you were forced to sing folk songs whilst the cringing from the pupils…… Continue reading Slow Down You Move Too Fast

The Diary of Kim Hawley aged 48 and a bit…actually quite a lot

Daylock Down 24 With the imminent re opening of Home School this morning, crawled leapt out of bed early for an hour of yoga with Little Miss Perfect. Showered, coffee’d, dressed (not, thankfully in that order) and ready for my pupil. Pupil has been out of bed by 7.30 each day of the “Easter Holiday”.…… Continue reading The Diary of Kim Hawley aged 48 and a bit…actually quite a lot

The Diary of Kim Hawley aged 48 and a bit…actually quite a lot.

Lockdown Day 9? So, am attempting to find some pastimes. Ruled out baking immediately as can’t afford new wardrobe of larger clothes. Also singing/dancing has been put on the back burner as, well, to be honest, it’s probably just for the best. Tomorrow I shall paint (just the skirting boards – have not lost all…… Continue reading The Diary of Kim Hawley aged 48 and a bit…actually quite a lot.

How Very Dare You

The Rock (please refer to early posts if unfamiliar) The Rock is traumatised. Having popped to the doc for a little routine check up, the nurse nonchalantly informed him that he could probably do with losing a few pounds … 28 to be exact. Now I, personally speaking, would know if I’d put on that…… Continue reading How Very Dare You

Scrap Yard

With my ever increasing litany of injuries, my physio has ordered me to try less physically taxing sports for a while in the name of damage limitation. The only reason he escaped a verbal slap when referencing my 48 years of “wear and tear” was because he is older than I and it would be…… Continue reading Scrap Yard

Anus Horribilus

So, it turns out that the things about chocolate being poisonous to dogs is not a scam put about by money grabbing vets. Who knew?? That’s, literally, all I have to say on the matter.

Lalalalalalala Land

Our world leaders are, seemingly, all a little unhinged, the planet is about to implode and I genuinely know people who lose sleep as a result of the stress of Brexit. I, however, have no such fears or concerns. It’s not because I have a cast iron grip on world affairs and, having sorted the…… Continue reading Lalalalalalala Land

Silence Of The Lambs

“Mummy, I don’t want to eat animals anymore” stated my youngest with that look of expectation that only small children can replicate and, as all good parents do, I promised that I would look into it, that we would talk about it with daddy and, merrily, off she skipped. Now, naturally, as all good parents…… Continue reading Silence Of The Lambs