Monthly Archives: January 2011

Strange Case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde

We all know that dieting is hard. Especially if you’re like me, and you have the lethal combination of terminal laziness, added to an almost limitless appetite, plus a couple of endocrine disorders which make losing weight twice as hard. Oh, and then there’s my ever present tendency to make excuses about why I can’t/don’t/won’t do exercises/dieting. But those are the facts. I prefer sitting on my arse, I like to eat a lot of …

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When Did We Stop Trusting Our Instincts?

I’m sure that most of you have been reading recently about the new findings and research on when to wean your children. If not, it goes something like this: Previously, we were told that babies should be exclusively breastfed for the first six months, and then weaned after that. Now, we’re being told that exclusive breastfeeding for that long could cause food intolerance and iron deficiency in later life, and that babies should be weaned …

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I’m the Best Mother Ever…

I’m the Best Mother Ever. I bought Play Doh for my kid, and I don’t even yell when she smooshes it into the carpet. (But I do wait til she goes to bed, and pick it out, bit by bit) I’m the Best Mother Ever. I let her watch the telly When she should be in bed. When she’s fighting off sleep, When her eyes are circled with red. I’m the Best Mother Ever. I …

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The Worlds’ Most Handsome Dog

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Fantasy Dinner Party

My Husband recently posed the question “Which five people, dead or alive, would you invite to your ultimate dinner party?”. I came up with a few people there and then who, upon reflection were great, but not great enough to be chosen out of every person, dead or alive! So, I’ve had a chance to think, and here are my five guests: Sigmund Freud As a psychology student, I don’t think I could pass up …

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Love Thy Neighbour.

No, I’m not referring to the absurdly racist BBC ‘comedy’ to which Bill Bryson once referred as “My Neighbour’s a Darkie”. I’m talking about the concept of actually being neighbourly, a concept which, sadly, seems to be dying. However, I recently received a reminder that it does still exist, in small pockets, and when you find it, remember to be grateful! When I was growing up, I lived on an estate in Basildon, Essex. Although …

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Scarred.

If there’s two things that Husband and I do a lot of, it’s talking and researching. We talk about everything, I mean really everything. There is no such thing as a taboo subject between us, if it needs to be discussed, we’ll discuss it. That’s not to say that sometimes we don’t get a bit heated, or even end up having a full-blown row, but there’s an understanding between us that no subject is off …

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Silent Sunday.

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Paradise.

I’m a lucky girl. I’ve got a beautiful family, a nice home, fantastic friends. But what many people don’t know, is that I’ve been to paradise. In fact, I’m so lucky, I got married in paradise. The story of Husband and I getting married isn’t a typical one. We met, moved in together after three weeks, got engaged within six weeks and were married six months after our first meeting. I never believed in love …

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Friendship.

I figured a post about friendship was in order as it’s this months NaBloPoMo theme, and also because in the days of Twitter, Friday has become synonymous with friendship and making new friends, with the Follow Friday movement. But as I sit here writing, it occurs to me that the concept of friendship has evolved, even within my relatively short lifetime, and now represents a whole new set of parameters. When I was younger, my …

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