I apologise. I’m nowhere to be seen in the blogasphere lately (‘hooray!’ says everybody). My life is currently a little bit mental, so sitting down and writing a blog just seemed like an impossible task. It still is, so this probably won’t be a long one (‘hooray!’ says everybody). This craziness is totally self-inflicted, so … Continue reading Nothing to Fear but Fear Itself (and Roald Dahl dialogue).
This coming Monday, I am taking my youngest child to her first drama class (since giving up gymnastics. Yay!). And I’m not sure why, but I’m apprehensive for her. I know she’s a little bit concerned about being ‘the new girl’ again – who wouldn’t be? But she’s such a lovely, bubbly character, I’m … Continue reading Exit Stage Left